<?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-1750410558044006742</id><updated>2012-01-26T06:50:45.983+07:00</updated><category term='Magic Words'/><category term='Doodles'/><category term='Scenes'/><category term='Short Stories'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='To-Do'/><category term='wlm goes crazy'/><category term='Mary Jane Oh'/><category term='Outfits'/><category term='Xenology'/><category term='Art Works'/><category term='fashion actions'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Cyberspace'/><category term='in my own brain'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='snapshots'/><category term='Fitzgerald'/><category term='Sweets'/><category term='Uncool'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='Conversations'/><category term='Secret Recipe'/><category term='I Want This I Want That'/><category term='Adorable People'/><category term='Lists'/><category term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Xenon Flash</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>524</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4752816613529725686</id><published>2012-01-26T06:43:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T06:43:47.527+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Steel</title><content type='html'>For some people, blaming others for their recklessness in finding happiness is the easiest excuse to feel miserable. They think that what happened to them &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; because of anyone else's. Why don't you see to yourself first before too much talking? Really, life offers you more than you can hardly manage. Be grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4752816613529725686?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4752816613529725686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4752816613529725686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4752816613529725686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4752816613529725686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-steel.html' title='Real Steel'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1894508902374364684</id><published>2012-01-23T08:48:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:57:41.246+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cogitandum</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RW492_JSLIw/Txy-aVW4TsI/AAAAAAAABXY/YM-zntuSLfo/s1600/bampw-ballet-dance-girl-hands-Favim.com-272398_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="460" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RW492_JSLIw/Txy-aVW4TsI/AAAAAAAABXY/YM-zntuSLfo/s640/bampw-ballet-dance-girl-hands-Favim.com-272398_large.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It never costs you a lot to make anyone worth happiness happy. You don't have to pay much or struggle so hard. As easy as smile, give a sincere hug to those who need, appreciate their words, feel their happiness, erase the envy in between, and choose to be bubbly no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;What to ask?&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother people who don't appreciate your thoughts, don't bother those who get irritated easily. Some people probably have find their own way to live &lt;i&gt;happily. &lt;/i&gt;None of your business. Never your business.&lt;br /&gt;If they don't care... at least, you do.&lt;br /&gt;and it's your deeds and warmth that always matter. Not theirs, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Choose to be bubbly, warm, and down-to-earth.. no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1894508902374364684?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1894508902374364684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1894508902374364684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1894508902374364684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1894508902374364684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2012/01/cogitandum.html' title='Cogitandum'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RW492_JSLIw/Txy-aVW4TsI/AAAAAAAABXY/YM-zntuSLfo/s72-c/bampw-ballet-dance-girl-hands-Favim.com-272398_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-2449976372286914894</id><published>2012-01-22T13:04:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T13:34:11.265+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Meet Ika Natassa #AVYD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AQJ5UGHuL24/TxunWTi8fYI/AAAAAAAABWY/UD7ShD-9zTM/s1600/396626_344398402244722_100000236967422_1345504_600127718_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1PIi9X7U9EU/TxutF9IGuoI/AAAAAAAABXA/_ZCWOIizTq0/s1600/398169_344451852239377_100000236967422_1345610_2090343226_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1PIi9X7U9EU/TxutF9IGuoI/AAAAAAAABXA/_ZCWOIizTq0/s400/398169_344451852239377_100000236967422_1345610_2090343226_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AQJ5UGHuL24/TxunWTi8fYI/AAAAAAAABWY/UD7ShD-9zTM/s1600/396626_344398402244722_100000236967422_1345504_600127718_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes it's just that fun to see how the universe works. Yes. I met my favorite author, Ika Natassa, last Thursday. Long story short, I won the competition via Twitter that Gramedia held, it was called #AVYD or A Very Yuppy Dinner. They asked the tweeps to mention what our favorite book of Ika Natassa's and spilled the reason. This is what I sent to them;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T9Ud8boCn40/TxutTgWeT9I/AAAAAAAABXI/3Hk64gKLgYY/s1600/Screen+Shot+2012-01-22+at+1.16.51+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T9Ud8boCn40/TxutTgWeT9I/AAAAAAAABXI/3Hk64gKLgYY/s640/Screen+Shot+2012-01-22+at+1.16.51+PM.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Couldn't be overjoyed!&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76hDW5R0j84/TxutCCIIjgI/AAAAAAAABW4/BII7FSYBxPQ/s1600/396626_344398402244722_100000236967422_1345504_600127718_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76hDW5R0j84/TxutCCIIjgI/AAAAAAAABW4/BII7FSYBxPQ/s400/396626_344398402244722_100000236967422_1345504_600127718_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kak Ika is very.. witty. I couldn't find any words that reflected her better than &lt;i&gt;witty&lt;/i&gt;. She looked smart in her glasses and very relaxed that night. I and another 4 winners gathered with her in Rustique, Plasa Senayan at 7 pm. We talked about many things, started with her photography hobby, how she wrote her books, etc. She shared about her experience in watching F1 and suggested me to do the same. She was very talkative and enjoying the moment although she got things to do too in the next day. Well, that was a real fun! It was truly A Very Yuppy Dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-2449976372286914894?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2449976372286914894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=2449976372286914894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2449976372286914894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2449976372286914894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2012/01/meet-ika-natassa-avyd.html' title='Meet Ika Natassa #AVYD'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1PIi9X7U9EU/TxutF9IGuoI/AAAAAAAABXA/_ZCWOIizTq0/s72-c/398169_344451852239377_100000236967422_1345610_2090343226_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-2807649924454154616</id><published>2012-01-15T10:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T10:52:56.185+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kollege</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Going to universityusually means, ‘I don’t know what to do with my life so I’ll go to university”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;That’s written onPaul Arden’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Whatever You Think Think TheOpposite&lt;/i&gt;. How it exactly splinters to my heart got me questioned. Am Idoing right with my life? Is taking this major an answer to my longing? Will itbe valuable to me? And another tons of questions that I exactly know, they onlycan be answered by myself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Long short story, I had never thought an idea to be anindustrial engineer. God bless you, those who already knew it before theyenrolled university.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just did not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I never wondered about strolling inside plant, factory,between those generators, engine that are conducted by smaller substantialparts like gears and another.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I like Physics but it takes time for me to be excellent atsolving its problem. It’s impossible to be good at Physics in a wink, so I decidedto feel nothing about Physics. I never hate it and never like it, though.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And here we go, my third term as an engineeringstudent.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I ever told my dad that I wasabout to give up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After 18 months, I wanted to give up, sounds funny? Yes, butit was real. I cried in one morning after finals and told him that I was aboutto quit. That this was not something I wanted to do in my life. I did not wantto spend my time counting for the diameter of stuffs I had never seen. I didnot want to deal with the haphazard. Everything was just frustrating. My dadsaid nothing but smiled and asked me just to carry on. He assured me that thiswas just a part of learning; I should return to my first approaching, to get mydegree. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then for the rest, it’s gonna be up to me to get a job inany wonderful place I will to apply else take my second degree in business orany major I’m interested in. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I eased my mess and rethink. This was just the beginning andthe beginning was always the toughest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Paul Arden concluded in his book, …&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;so don’t go to university unless the subject of your learning is closeto your heart&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the first time in my life, I hope that this one&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;is close enough to my heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-2807649924454154616?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2807649924454154616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=2807649924454154616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2807649924454154616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2807649924454154616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2012/01/kollege.html' title='Kollege'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6720329149120927679</id><published>2012-01-11T17:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T17:32:44.853+07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Movie</title><content type='html'>The funniest things in life mostly are the ones seem like those in few romantic movies.&lt;br /&gt;Meet this guy. Girls say he's charming, manly behaved, nice gestures. He's smart also. Broad-minded. You can talk anything &amp;nbsp;with him.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest things in life mostly are the ones seem like those in few romantic movies.&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the girl. Not perfect, not the eye candy. Emisive, radiates something that only certain people can get it. You can get the best advice from her, but she won't do it either anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest things in life mostly are the ones seem like those in few romantic movies.&lt;br /&gt;The idea of those two people get along, become friends, share their difference, but feeling &lt;i&gt;very look alike.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest things in life mostly are the ones seem like those in few romantic movies.&lt;br /&gt;They like to talk about their favorite genres, favorite movies, favorite authors.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest things in life mostly are the ones seem like those in few romantic movies.&lt;br /&gt;NO! They are not in love with each other. They both lead their own lives. And always like that.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest things in life mostly are the ones seem like those in few romantic movies.&lt;br /&gt;They forget the fun.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest things in life mostly are the ones seem like those in few romantic movies, or maybe not romantic movies, or maybe like &lt;i&gt;500 Days of Summer; the funniest things in life are the ones seem like those in certain &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;romantic movies&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;story about love, not a love story&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She is not Summer Finn. He is not Tom Hansen. And the funniest thing that ever happened between them was not those that happen in a love story or in a story about love, either.&lt;br /&gt;But something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, not all thing that is missing should be looked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;This is a story of boy meets girl. The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New Jersey, grew up believing that he'd never truly be happy until the day he met the one. This belief stemmed from early exposure to sad British pop music and a total mis-reading of the movie 'The Graduate'. The girl, Summer Finn of Shinnecock, Michigan, did not share this belief. Since the disintegration of her parent's marriage she'd only love two things. The first was her long dark hair. The second was how easily she could cut it off and not feel a thing. Tom meets Summer on January 8th. He knows almost immediately she is who he has been searching for. This is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know upfront, this is not a love story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;- (500) Days of Summer&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/1750410558044006742-6720329149120927679?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6720329149120927679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6720329149120927679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6720329149120927679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6720329149120927679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2012/01/that-movie.html' title='That Movie'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3575147049648594763</id><published>2012-01-11T17:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T17:07:28.905+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"It is a &amp;nbsp;possibility of making a dream come true that makes life interesting." - The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't finished reading it. It's been 27 pages and I truly fall for it, just like how I previously fell with Coelho's masterpiece. Yes it is very true, the one that makes life interesting is &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;possibility. That in a wink, &lt;i&gt;you always can get what you want and what you need&lt;/i&gt;. Amazing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep the positivity alive and.. make them come true. Godspeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/1750410558044006742-3575147049648594763?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3575147049648594763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3575147049648594763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3575147049648594763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3575147049648594763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2012/01/hopes.html' title='Hopes'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-9006949056938620387</id><published>2012-01-10T00:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T00:08:06.882+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Late Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HgW_ohGJTUs/TwsdtIp6vRI/AAAAAAAABVc/BXzzbVO43NU/s1600/erinlagi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HgW_ohGJTUs/TwsdtIp6vRI/AAAAAAAABVc/BXzzbVO43NU/s640/erinlagi.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been through a tough week. Well, finals. We know that. All I can do now is praying to God and hope everything falls into place. Aamin.&lt;br /&gt;This is funny, how the first week of the year 2012 was closely looked like the first week 2011...even honestly I forget how it was. What is up, people? What is up with your resolutions? I haven't written mine here. Since I'd love to make it on CS4 and now in my Mac I don't have any photo editor but Pixlr-o-matic, here we go.. let me just write and hopefully it can help me reduce my fear plus let go of last week. Let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Improving my GPA. Well, the number won't be mentioned but yeah, this is the first.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get an iPad 2 3G 16 GB. Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;3. 55kgs..yeah&lt;br /&gt;4. 5 times prayer, much praying, and much giving.&lt;br /&gt;5. Joining a jazz class&lt;br /&gt;6. Get a pair of Melissa Shoes&lt;br /&gt;7. Get a pair of TLJs&lt;br /&gt;8. Be more positive&lt;br /&gt;9. Start to recall myself as a blogger or a writer all over again&lt;br /&gt;10. Take a lot of pictures and share it to all of you&lt;br /&gt;11. Start a career as a model. Yes. (?)&lt;br /&gt;12. Do saving in the newest account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it easy to give me a birthday present now and then? :p&lt;br /&gt;HOPE ALL CAN BE REACHED.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY PROSPEROUS 2012, rock it, and give your best shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-9006949056938620387?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/9006949056938620387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=9006949056938620387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/9006949056938620387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/9006949056938620387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2012/01/very-late-happy-new-year.html' title='A Very Late Happy New Year'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HgW_ohGJTUs/TwsdtIp6vRI/AAAAAAAABVc/BXzzbVO43NU/s72-c/erinlagi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1106085397209572245</id><published>2011-12-13T10:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:07:05.213+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Traffic Here in Blogspot</title><content type='html'>This is a bit amusing. I found anybody ever googled "ferinda partiningrum" and got this link of mine. GOD, someone but myself ever googled me..... I'm so flattered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1106085397209572245?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1106085397209572245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1106085397209572245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1106085397209572245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1106085397209572245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/12/crazy-traffic-here-in-blogspot.html' title='Crazy Traffic Here in Blogspot'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3505712568798329523</id><published>2011-11-30T13:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:46:12.456+07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Fine Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqcbojXjoeU/TtXPdL68gaI/AAAAAAAABVU/1ryJJFbgd6c/s1600/homey_effected.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqcbojXjoeU/TtXPdL68gaI/AAAAAAAABVU/1ryJJFbgd6c/s1600/homey_effected.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When you're tired, take a rest. One fine day for a geek like me is spending hours in front of mac, accepting friend requests on Facebook even it feels lame while munching Maicih or Pringles, tweeting from Tweetdeck, taking pictures and get them edited on &lt;i&gt;Toycamera AnalogColor&lt;/i&gt;, thanks to &lt;a href="http://dayenblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Dayen&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for driving me nuts about that awesome apps, chatting with a long lost friend in States via Skype, and blogwalking. The easiest way for me to find my inner peace after meeting a lot of people, getting rid of college stuffs &lt;i&gt;which Daddy told me to be serious in&lt;/i&gt;, and lots of activity is this, being a net-surfer, being a &lt;i&gt;moody &lt;/i&gt;blogger, a Youtube watcher.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you don't need to do everything in life, just things that can make you happy, yes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3505712568798329523?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3505712568798329523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3505712568798329523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3505712568798329523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3505712568798329523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-fine-day.html' title='One Fine Day'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqcbojXjoeU/TtXPdL68gaI/AAAAAAAABVU/1ryJJFbgd6c/s72-c/homey_effected.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6283019070215446240</id><published>2011-11-26T21:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T21:13:45.409+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I have found out that life is gonna be bigger and more beautiful when you stop comparing and look a little bit closer&lt;/i&gt;. Beyond your own cranky mood, lying your not-relieved-yet tiredness. Beyond your no-smile mood, lying your unrevealed exhaustion. People can not always make you smile just like you can not always make them satisfied. Stop doing things and dealing with people that hurt you, especially when you're utterly easy to get down. &lt;i&gt;Not all of them are gonna understand you and what you do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that is no problem! Remember there will be some who love you and appreciate you. I've read once today at a random place... &lt;i&gt;life is like a mirror, when you smile at it, it will be extremely nice.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day and much love. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6283019070215446240?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6283019070215446240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6283019070215446240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6283019070215446240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6283019070215446240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/stay-cool.html' title='Stay Cool'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7874168679783670494</id><published>2011-11-25T09:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T09:15:43.434+07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vTqZnvveATY/Ts72lhTiSoI/AAAAAAAABU0/FsXU8FvLR34/s640/tumblr_lo90njSe981qlaa6wo1_400_large.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CjnOSMfi6dA/Ts72iYWcKRI/AAAAAAAABUk/3tWViuJ8dmA/s1600/455472077_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CjnOSMfi6dA/Ts72iYWcKRI/AAAAAAAABUk/3tWViuJ8dmA/s640/455472077_large.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YARGywEXZM/Ts72oO3IXvI/AAAAAAAABVE/e4nmXg_-Uwo/s1600/tumblr_lv6hq8vuKx1qm9sp3_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YARGywEXZM/Ts72oO3IXvI/AAAAAAAABVE/e4nmXg_-Uwo/s640/tumblr_lv6hq8vuKx1qm9sp3_large.jpg" width="516" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Collecting random favorite pictures from &lt;i&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;like I used to do. I thank God for such spare time even on the evening I should have a rehearsal for a dance musical on December. Life seems quiet but it is not, when it's just &lt;i&gt;too noisy&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;you &lt;i&gt;can't hear a thing&lt;/i&gt;. Life is really noisy, yet sparkling in another side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm tremendously in love with my boyfriend. He bought me a &lt;i&gt;Toffee Nut Latte &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;when I'd already ordered a &lt;i&gt;Javachip Frappe &lt;/i&gt;then realized that it's a wrong decision to order icy beverage in this kind of weather.&amp;nbsp;How lovely? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I should start over again to respect my own will, decision, thought, and myself. Don't wanna be tired and drained for nothing. At least, I know what I'm doing and why I do so... I just want this enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday should be relaxing and full of love. Choose love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FPL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7874168679783670494?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7874168679783670494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7874168679783670494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7874168679783670494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7874168679783670494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZlQQ-RdZdM/Ts72eqEWrtI/AAAAAAAABUU/I1aUnwDldNk/s72-c/tumblr_lr69lz5BHk1qedcspo1_250_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7344767565816723604</id><published>2011-11-17T08:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T08:52:08.226+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1INpV0JZZzs/TsRoPphzNpI/AAAAAAAABUE/9N8QogcQYTc/s1600/Photo+on+11-8-11+at+5.39+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1INpV0JZZzs/TsRoPphzNpI/AAAAAAAABUE/9N8QogcQYTc/s640/Photo+on+11-8-11+at+5.39+PM.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Probably now you're in the middle of doing something, something at first you didn't believe that you could be good at it, something you always like but never you took seriously, and perhaps it's a thing that you put a doubt very much. And then a situation approaches, when you &lt;i&gt;finally &lt;/i&gt;know... your worries are only worries. You're much better than you thought. Isn't that lovely? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7344767565816723604?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7344767565816723604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7344767565816723604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7344767565816723604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7344767565816723604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/probably-now-youre-in-middle-of-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1INpV0JZZzs/TsRoPphzNpI/AAAAAAAABUE/9N8QogcQYTc/s72-c/Photo+on+11-8-11+at+5.39+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4394450829281196194</id><published>2011-11-16T09:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:28:28.923+07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be True</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;- Steve Jobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A little bit kicking. Yeah, the quote. Sometimes in life you stumble across things &lt;i&gt;you have to do &lt;/i&gt;instead of things &lt;i&gt;you really want to do&lt;/i&gt;. You got some people tell you to go to college (&lt;i&gt;because everybody does). &lt;/i&gt;You take classes &lt;i&gt;you yourself never get interested on what the lecturer saying. &lt;/i&gt;You take popular major &lt;i&gt;because they say it will be easier to find a job later&lt;/i&gt;. You go to several organizations, follow them, and be a part of them &lt;i&gt;because your friends do the same&lt;/i&gt;. You watch movie &lt;i&gt;so you can talk about it later with the others&lt;/i&gt;. You quit writing your own diary because &lt;i&gt;they state it's boring and ridiculous&lt;/i&gt;. You want a boyfriend because &lt;i&gt;your best friends say you need one&lt;/i&gt;. You join dance classes &lt;i&gt;yet you prefer to watch TV&lt;/i&gt;. You use Mac but &lt;i&gt;never really understand what it can do for you&lt;/i&gt;. You like to sing but &lt;i&gt;you stop, they say your voice is just so-so&lt;/i&gt;. You excel at reading and writing but &lt;i&gt;you don't try to figure them out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You end up living like anyone else does. You lose your control. You are wasted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uyyhbwh07Mg/TsMfoHQ6jCI/AAAAAAAABT8/eZuMsfXifmE/s1600/tumblr_lupgx5hLkW1qfedkjo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uyyhbwh07Mg/TsMfoHQ6jCI/AAAAAAAABT8/eZuMsfXifmE/s640/tumblr_lupgx5hLkW1qfedkjo1_500_large.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken from &lt;i&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thinking about what you want to do in your life is quite &lt;i&gt;depressing&lt;/i&gt;. You're afraid of doing wrong things, dealing with darned people, stuck in things which are uncool, and more. In the end, we all choose to live &lt;i&gt;regularly&lt;/i&gt;, &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;just like what they do, yes we do it too. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;But anyway.... where's the fun in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Where's the fun in being the same? Being all customized by era. Being trapped in &lt;i&gt;others do, others' things &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;while you practically lose your own thing. Totally messed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's challenging to see what you want. To visualize what you actually want to do. To find the purpose in your life. To do stuffs &lt;i&gt;you truly like&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;To be true to yourself. &lt;/i&gt;Don't go those majors they insist you should, take the one you're gonna enjoy the process. Take the passion with you, take it and never leave it. Don't dance because they say dancers are cool, dance because you mean it. Dance because when you don't do it it hurts you so bad. Build your own company. You want to be good? Practice! Learn! There ain't no other way. Nothing good comes for free, sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just like the bigger stuff like &lt;i&gt;what you want to do in life&lt;/i&gt;, it goes the same way to the smaller target. You want &lt;i&gt;a killer body? &lt;/i&gt;Go on diet! Be committed to your own purpose. Respect your dream. Drink a lot of water. You want to be a great writer? Type and write, type and write, think much and do much. Try blogging. Try short story. Try to twit a little bit more creative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After all, it's all about trying and being true to yourself, your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;FPL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4394450829281196194?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4394450829281196194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4394450829281196194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4394450829281196194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4394450829281196194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-be-true.html' title='To Be True'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uyyhbwh07Mg/TsMfoHQ6jCI/AAAAAAAABT8/eZuMsfXifmE/s72-c/tumblr_lupgx5hLkW1qfedkjo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-9085682553788163316</id><published>2011-11-10T09:19:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:19:47.541+07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Order To Be Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG3sridtGJQ/Trs0dbNVJkI/AAAAAAAABT0/0GJ3eL0r_is/s1600/tumblr_lqhor52Gdb1qd9ye1o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG3sridtGJQ/Trs0dbNVJkI/AAAAAAAABT0/0GJ3eL0r_is/s640/tumblr_lqhor52Gdb1qd9ye1o1_500_large.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken form &lt;i&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forgive -&amp;nbsp;before you can move on all you need is forgiving and forgiveness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let go - what is meant to be yours will always be yours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smile a lot - it eases the pain and every heartache.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never take everything way too serious - no one else does&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dress well - it increases your confidence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be with those who love you - why should bother who don't?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be grateful - what you have is what you always need&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write down your dreams - they will come true&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be good at something - it's just worth it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use your time properly - it never comes back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Behave, say good things - they will return to you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be an Apple user - LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and follow your heart, your passion. It's never too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-9085682553788163316?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/9085682553788163316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=9085682553788163316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/9085682553788163316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/9085682553788163316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-order-to-be-happy.html' title='In Order To Be Happy'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG3sridtGJQ/Trs0dbNVJkI/AAAAAAAABT0/0GJ3eL0r_is/s72-c/tumblr_lqhor52Gdb1qd9ye1o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5807803574429461876</id><published>2011-11-10T08:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:13:05.163+07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Not  A First Love.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h84hXk6Rpvg/Trsjwn4zI7I/AAAAAAAABTE/G2ySjBBj_bM/s1600/Photo+on+11-8-11+at+11.53+AM+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MC201wC0Yrk/TrsjzdYq14I/AAAAAAAABTM/FiQfXs4A6BQ/s1600/4-up+on+11-8-11+at+11.44+AM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MC201wC0Yrk/TrsjzdYq14I/AAAAAAAABTM/FiQfXs4A6BQ/s640/4-up+on+11-8-11+at+11.44+AM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QWka-yxWC1k/TrskCYi1kZI/AAAAAAAABTc/O26N_3HvGkI/s1600/Photo+on+11-8-11+at+11.50+AM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QWka-yxWC1k/TrskCYi1kZI/AAAAAAAABTc/O26N_3HvGkI/s640/Photo+on+11-8-11+at+11.50+AM.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KZZd79afNZo/TrskRcTKddI/AAAAAAAABTk/DZFDNgGz6Os/s1600/4-up+on+11-8-11+at+11.42+AM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KZZd79afNZo/TrskRcTKddI/AAAAAAAABTk/DZFDNgGz6Os/s400/4-up+on+11-8-11+at+11.42+AM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......yet feels like one. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5807803574429461876?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5807803574429461876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5807803574429461876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5807803574429461876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5807803574429461876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-not-first-love.html' title='This is Not  A First Love.....'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h84hXk6Rpvg/Trsjwn4zI7I/AAAAAAAABTE/G2ySjBBj_bM/s72-c/Photo+on+11-8-11+at+11.53+AM+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-8505336485664617861</id><published>2011-11-10T08:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:05:08.992+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thermal is My Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9W7cZHFW5O8/TrsiqIcUkoI/AAAAAAAABSk/D9Cbyy6kX0A/s1600/Photo+on+11-7-11+at+10.24+PM+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9W7cZHFW5O8/TrsiqIcUkoI/AAAAAAAABSk/D9Cbyy6kX0A/s320/Photo+on+11-7-11+at+10.24+PM+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XCLgx--pW7o/Trsiw6uclzI/AAAAAAAABSs/FTs-t7IR_aA/s1600/Photo+on+11-7-11+at+10.25+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XCLgx--pW7o/Trsiw6uclzI/AAAAAAAABSs/FTs-t7IR_aA/s320/Photo+on+11-7-11+at+10.25+PM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daily self-portraits. In the name of practicing good pose. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-8505336485664617861?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/8505336485664617861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=8505336485664617861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8505336485664617861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8505336485664617861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/thermal-is-my-favorite.html' title='Thermal is My Favorite'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9W7cZHFW5O8/TrsiqIcUkoI/AAAAAAAABSk/D9Cbyy6kX0A/s72-c/Photo+on+11-7-11+at+10.24+PM+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5232007866517932072</id><published>2011-11-10T07:59:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T07:59:13.958+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe In</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dtZu4YhjvQ/TrseWcyHo0I/AAAAAAAABSc/gw_TvoJslWM/s1600/tumblr_luf3fb4TGp1r60zhwo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dtZu4YhjvQ/TrseWcyHo0I/AAAAAAAABSc/gw_TvoJslWM/s640/tumblr_luf3fb4TGp1r60zhwo1_500_large.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken from &lt;i&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I woke up wondering what I want to do with my life. I mean, why at the first time I took my major in college. Why I considered to join stuffs I no longer enjoy doing &lt;i&gt;nowadays&lt;/i&gt;. Why I quit writing lately. Why I gave up on my last relationship. Why I &lt;i&gt;moved &lt;/i&gt;very fast. Why I no longer find some people nice and comforting anymore. And any other why-s. Decisions are decisions. Those are chosen by you and for the sake of everything you are the one who is in charge of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope this doesn't sound like me whining, or me being not grateful. I hope this is just like me, reflecting what I have inside. How negativity easily slides in when you're tired. How suspicious mind drags you to be a bitch than just keep being a nice one. I really should learn about how to handle those bad habits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want to be spirited, in love &lt;i&gt;deeply&lt;/i&gt;, happy inside and outside, and enjoy what I do...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Breathe in. Take all the positive vibes and keep smiling. Wish me luck for every business. There's always something to be smiled about. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5232007866517932072?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5232007866517932072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5232007866517932072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5232007866517932072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5232007866517932072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/breathe-in.html' title='Breathe In'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dtZu4YhjvQ/TrseWcyHo0I/AAAAAAAABSc/gw_TvoJslWM/s72-c/tumblr_luf3fb4TGp1r60zhwo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1154490083099739213</id><published>2011-11-06T19:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:51:04.752+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Roni</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ug0pxYxzbQ/TrZ_gyWqzUI/AAAAAAAABSU/Uzs8Q-sRGKs/s1600/IMG03225-20111031-2055.jpg_effected.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ug0pxYxzbQ/TrZ_gyWqzUI/AAAAAAAABSU/Uzs8Q-sRGKs/s640/IMG03225-20111031-2055.jpg_effected.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;courtesy of @erinplstr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;A beautiful quote from &lt;i&gt;Lao Tzu&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Roni &lt;i&gt;the future engineer, the mood-dropper, the arrogant driver, the aspiring photographer, the Sunkist-eater, the liar, the sweet-talker, the manipulative boyfriend&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; But I love him. Isn't that enough? I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1154490083099739213?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1154490083099739213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1154490083099739213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1154490083099739213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1154490083099739213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/meet-roni.html' title='Meet Roni'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ug0pxYxzbQ/TrZ_gyWqzUI/AAAAAAAABSU/Uzs8Q-sRGKs/s72-c/IMG03225-20111031-2055.jpg_effected.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4086423243265299441</id><published>2011-11-02T15:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:56:07.685+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Have, Always Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4HLwBI0T-s/TrEFPEe4JBI/AAAAAAAABR8/rSAoqReDs-Y/s1600/paris.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4HLwBI0T-s/TrEFPEe4JBI/AAAAAAAABR8/rSAoqReDs-Y/s640/paris.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFdjh_fuse0/TrEFRJfdozI/AAAAAAAABSE/YuMBXZjcjjY/s1600/paris1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFdjh_fuse0/TrEFRJfdozI/AAAAAAAABSE/YuMBXZjcjjY/s640/paris1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BoiRJLnEmeE/TrEFU7K_gwI/AAAAAAAABSM/j23-58yFrHk/s1600/paris2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BoiRJLnEmeE/TrEFU7K_gwI/AAAAAAAABSM/j23-58yFrHk/s640/paris2.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All pictures taken from &lt;i&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4086423243265299441?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4086423243265299441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4086423243265299441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4086423243265299441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4086423243265299441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/always-have-always-will.html' title='Always Have, Always Will'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4HLwBI0T-s/TrEFPEe4JBI/AAAAAAAABR8/rSAoqReDs-Y/s72-c/paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1624020524958892113</id><published>2011-11-02T15:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:53:16.531+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W2BqCgpvbMA/TrEADXiud6I/AAAAAAAABRs/ltlA_F4vsFc/s1600/what%2527s+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W2BqCgpvbMA/TrEADXiud6I/AAAAAAAABRs/ltlA_F4vsFc/s640/what%2527s+up.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B5RmREy0FOk/TrEAk3hjd6I/AAAAAAAABR0/7EvzzF5RXKU/s1600/pussycat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B5RmREy0FOk/TrEAk3hjd6I/AAAAAAAABR0/7EvzzF5RXKU/s640/pussycat.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken from &lt;i&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I may not start typing this post by greeting you all, saying "what's up?", that's gonna be lame. Can we try another sentences, just like "HELLO GUYS HOW ARE YOU?" :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's raining outside, the mood has just driven me to practice writing in English again and adding more positivity through this blog. I hope you guys still remember me after &lt;i&gt;a very long&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;no writing phase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What actually happen in that &lt;i&gt;very long no writing phase&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;MUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;First, I'm busy dancing. Second, I'm busy dancing. Third, I'm busy dancing. YES! I'm busy dancing in rehearsal for an upcoming show in DECEMBER. A HUGE SHOW. You all HAVE TO watch it. I'm gonna spill about it later. &lt;i&gt;Pssst.. You already can get your ticket&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How's college?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So far couldn't be more fun and challenging. This week is the midterm test week so I need to take a break from the dancing business. I need to get focus on my study I guess. Tomorrow I'm gonna have some tests, I need some luck, and your praying for sure. This breezy weather got everyone sneezing. Better to take care of the health too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sending you all warm hugs and positive vibes.&lt;/i&gt; I keep my finger crossed to write here like I used to do. My writing skills become worse and it needs fixing asap. Be happy, be grateful for everything you have, for every moment you can rejoice, for every people who care. &lt;i&gt;Life is a divine chaos. Embrace it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;xxx FPL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1624020524958892113?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1624020524958892113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1624020524958892113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1624020524958892113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1624020524958892113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-nowadays.html' title='A Beautiful Hello'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W2BqCgpvbMA/TrEADXiud6I/AAAAAAAABRs/ltlA_F4vsFc/s72-c/what%2527s+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-8736617183376354082</id><published>2011-09-08T20:28:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:30:45.787+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post-Heartbreak Post</title><content type='html'>Post-heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;I don't actually know what I should write here. I'm tweeting way too much. Sending people BBM way too much either, which I don't really like. They seem stealing my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a post-heartbreak post.&lt;br /&gt;What to say? Tonight let me come with a bit-bitter kind of story. What to expect from a heart-breaking moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything is always going well and fine with you, sweetheart. We both know that. We always knew we were the best among the best. We knew it since the very first time. We knew that what others might say would only be words, we never really took care of them. We knew at the very first place that &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"whatever happens, it won't be that bad cause I got you".We were sure we could ace it. We just could.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...... let's say time keeps moving, we are both changing. Damn, this is uneasy. Damn, I don't want to cry typing this. Damn, I don't want to wish we could make it just like we always did. Damn, I never want to make you sad. Damn distance. Damn no connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................This is just us growing up. I twitted that. And I'm sure you're going in the same belief with me. We completed each other once, didn't we?&lt;br /&gt;This is a post-heartbreak post. This is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-8736617183376354082?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/8736617183376354082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=8736617183376354082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8736617183376354082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8736617183376354082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-heartbreak-post.html' title='A Post-Heartbreak Post'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5724035812685297968</id><published>2011-09-03T19:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T19:40:46.496+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing lasts forever. And yeah, I love you, but I&amp;#39;m letting go.&lt;br&gt;Powered by Telkomsel BlackBerry&amp;#174;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5724035812685297968?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5724035812685297968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5724035812685297968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5724035812685297968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5724035812685297968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/09/nothing-lasts-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7727122545422526949</id><published>2011-08-30T22:12:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T22:12:59.001+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Al-Fitr Mubarak</title><content type='html'>Ramadhan was so huge. Lessons learned, opportunities knocked. Meeting new exciting people, getting into new routine I&amp;#39;d love to do. Facing some troubles, getting rid of them. Falling in love with certain people. Trying to forgive and moving on. Adding some degree in being patient,  understanding that a smile somehow means a lot. Going for things I love the most, being passionate and good at them.&lt;br&gt;Be thankful of every single bless He pours. Alhamdulillah :--)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, and now... another start. &lt;br&gt;Happy Eid Al-Fitr, dearests!&amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FPL♥ &lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174;&lt;br&gt;powered by Sinyal Kuat INDOSAT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7727122545422526949?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7727122545422526949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7727122545422526949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7727122545422526949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7727122545422526949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/08/eid-al-fitr-mubarak.html' title='Eid Al-Fitr Mubarak'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6981970889139589591</id><published>2011-08-16T12:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:52:20.286+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>I Keep This in Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..'Cause baby you're a firework, come on let your color burst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make them go oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're gonna leave 'em falling down..&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/1750410558044006742-6981970889139589591?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6981970889139589591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6981970889139589591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6981970889139589591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6981970889139589591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-keep-this-in-mind.html' title='I Keep This in Mind'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1144873913223259432</id><published>2011-07-14T09:43:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T09:58:26.949+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>BELIEVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFypYEZlbPY/Th5YGqZq8nI/AAAAAAAABRo/dyc1p12bheo/s1600/PARIS_EIFFEL_TOWER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629033455744119410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFypYEZlbPY/Th5YGqZq8nI/AAAAAAAABRo/dyc1p12bheo/s400/PARIS_EIFFEL_TOWER.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams" - Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1144873913223259432?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1144873913223259432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1144873913223259432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1144873913223259432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1144873913223259432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/07/believe.html' title='BELIEVE'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFypYEZlbPY/Th5YGqZq8nI/AAAAAAAABRo/dyc1p12bheo/s72-c/PARIS_EIFFEL_TOWER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-2531511084408479307</id><published>2011-07-08T12:25:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T12:32:14.624+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>A Shot</title><content type='html'>Hello, days are busy so here I am typing from an iMac in The Computer Centre of The Biggest Library in South East Asia. I miss writing so damn much. I miss telling you all how perfect days could be, how tears easily fall but I manage to hold on, how sometimes I hate to be okay and feel nothing towards disappointment, how I hate to twit badness and negativity but I can't barely handle that anymore, how some people can be sooooo fucked up, how the rest can be angels who take you through your days.&lt;div&gt;Who are you in my life? Just guess. You can be the angel..or probably you're the smarty pants I would like to get rid of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, life is still dramatically amazing. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-2531511084408479307?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2531511084408479307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=2531511084408479307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2531511084408479307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2531511084408479307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/07/shot.html' title='A Shot'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4325738699743266955</id><published>2011-05-19T20:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:52:09.230+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic Words'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Never  give up&lt;/span&gt;. When your heart becomes tired, just walk with your legs - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but  move on&lt;/span&gt;." - Paulo Coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4325738699743266955?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4325738699743266955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4325738699743266955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4325738699743266955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4325738699743266955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/05/never-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4284669195213090331</id><published>2011-05-18T21:14:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:17:12.691+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>What I Sing This Whole Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were in college working part time waiting tables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left a small  town, never looked back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was a flight risk with a fear of falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wondering  why we bother with love if it never lasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I say can you believe  it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As we're lying on the couch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The moment I could see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes,  yes, I can see it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember we were sitting there by  the water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You put your arm around me for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You made a  rebel of a careless man's careful daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the best thing  that's ever been mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flash forward and we're taking on the world  together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there's a drawer of my things at your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You  learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You say we'll  never make my parents' mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But we got bills to pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We got  nothing figured out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it was hard to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, yes, this is  what I thought about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember we were sitting there by the  water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You put your arm around me for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You made a  rebel of a careless man's careful daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You  are the best thing that's ever been mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you remember all the  city lights on the water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You saw me start to believe for the first  time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are  the best thing that's ever been mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I remember that fight,  2:30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As everything was slipping right out of our hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ran  out crying and you followed me out into the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Braced myself  for the goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause that's all I've ever known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then you took me  by surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You said I'll never leave you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You said I  remember how we felt sitting by the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And every time I look at  you, it's like the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fell in love with a careless man's  careful daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is the best thing that's ever been mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hold  on, make it last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hold on, never turn back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You made a rebel of a  careless man's careful daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the best thing that's ever  been mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're gonna make it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can  see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can see it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mine &lt;/span&gt;- Taylor Swift)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4284669195213090331?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4284669195213090331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4284669195213090331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4284669195213090331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4284669195213090331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-i-sing-this-whole-week.html' title='What I Sing This Whole Week'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-2817332006015086260</id><published>2011-05-18T21:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:13:29.870+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>ROCKETEER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With you right here, I'm a rocketeer, let's fly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I was kid, I always believed that I would marry an astronaut. Sounds silly? Me myself always smirk everytime remember that fact. Well, all I know I'm gonna marry someone who truly picks me to the highest level of...maybe not the sky, maybe just as simple as happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Not as cool as astronaut, though, but I believe this kinda guy really does exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-2817332006015086260?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2817332006015086260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=2817332006015086260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2817332006015086260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2817332006015086260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/05/rocketeer.html' title='ROCKETEER!'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5978027142124711603</id><published>2011-05-07T20:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T20:41:36.524+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Dear anyone, do not cross your line or I'm gonna take you to the moon."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5978027142124711603?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5978027142124711603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5978027142124711603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5978027142124711603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5978027142124711603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/05/dear-anyone-do-not-cross-your-line-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5296724851244293864</id><published>2011-05-07T20:31:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T20:39:14.758+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, then.</title><content type='html'>Belajar untuk tahu apa yang kita mau itu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sangat&lt;/span&gt; penting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5296724851244293864?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5296724851244293864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5296724851244293864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5296724851244293864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5296724851244293864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/05/okay-then.html' title='Okay, then.'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6920301027246056267</id><published>2011-05-07T20:25:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T20:31:03.144+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Want This I Want That'/><title type='text'>Je t'aime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TzC7PIzxiw/TcVJNgDcPlI/AAAAAAAABRU/s8dYwlKPefU/s1600/eiffel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TzC7PIzxiw/TcVJNgDcPlI/AAAAAAAABRU/s8dYwlKPefU/s400/eiffel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603965807623945810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there just like, RIGHT NOOOOW. I really could scream for Paris anytime.&lt;br /&gt;How's life, heartbeat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6920301027246056267?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6920301027246056267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6920301027246056267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6920301027246056267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6920301027246056267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/05/je-taime.html' title='Je t&apos;aime'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TzC7PIzxiw/TcVJNgDcPlI/AAAAAAAABRU/s8dYwlKPefU/s72-c/eiffel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-784388200862523143</id><published>2011-05-07T20:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T20:15:38.998+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Mau curhat sedikit. Boleh?" tanya gadis itu lembut.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Yang di seberang sana hanya tersenyum saja. Tak ada jawaban apapun, entah sepatah dua patah kata atau anggukan yang menyatakan setuju. "Saya tahu saya seharusnya mencintai anda lebih dari siapapun". Tak ada respon. Yang di seberang sana lagi-lagi hanya diam menatap tanpa letupan emosi. "Saya tahu tidak ada orang lain yang paling wajib mencintai anda selain saya". Yang di seberang sana tidak berkata, lagi. "Saya tahu apa yang anda inginkan". Tak ada balasan. "Saya tahu apa yang anda rasakan". Diam. "Saya tahu siapa anda, saya seharusnya jatuh cinta seluruhnya kepada anda, saya sepatutnya menjalankan apa yang anda impikan". Yang di seberang sana meneteskan air mata. "Maafkan saya, untuk selalu sulit menerima kekurangan anda, selalu mengeluh atas kelemahan anda, membantah segala keinginan anda, memberikan jutaan alasan untuk menjauh dari tujuan anda. Maafkan saya telah membohongi perasaan anda, mengingkarinya. Maafkan saya sering berkata yang berlawanan dengan maksud anda, maafkan saya mencaci maki kebimbangan yang anda miliki. Maafkan saya, untuk sulit menerima ketidaksempurnaan anda." Yang di seberang sana hanya diam saja.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ah, gadis itu pun berbalik pergi meninggalkan cermin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-784388200862523143?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/784388200862523143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=784388200862523143' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/784388200862523143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/784388200862523143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/05/mau-curhat-sedikit.html' title=''/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1652126958577756412</id><published>2011-05-06T23:09:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:20:34.162+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>I MISS THEM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9TfDPNIMmU/TcQfG1s1NbI/AAAAAAAABRM/9vbDRvR29nI/s1600/another%2Blove%2Bsong.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9TfDPNIMmU/TcQfG1s1NbI/AAAAAAAABRM/9vbDRvR29nI/s400/another%2Blove%2Bsong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603638038710531506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dF19TUlo08/TcQfGTNGhZI/AAAAAAAABRE/4uP7OolEfb0/s1600/50.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dF19TUlo08/TcQfGTNGhZI/AAAAAAAABRE/4uP7OolEfb0/s400/50.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603638029450642834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CiCFs4rd1yM/TcQfGMI7lPI/AAAAAAAABQ8/sU8QlqMFE3o/s1600/11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CiCFs4rd1yM/TcQfGMI7lPI/AAAAAAAABQ8/sU8QlqMFE3o/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603638027554100466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YRF8tt-_AS0/TcQfF3mCJLI/AAAAAAAABQ0/Ey2rug6MnNE/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YRF8tt-_AS0/TcQfF3mCJLI/AAAAAAAABQ0/Ey2rug6MnNE/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603638022039020722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyV8mWhqk40/TcQfFaeuMZI/AAAAAAAABQs/bXmdf53yIk8/s1600/47.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyV8mWhqk40/TcQfFaeuMZI/AAAAAAAABQs/bXmdf53yIk8/s400/47.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603638014223724946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1a8XnKkU4X8/TcQeBGccmtI/AAAAAAAABQk/Yxb8wtiTRlw/s1600/on%2Btour.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1a8XnKkU4X8/TcQeBGccmtI/AAAAAAAABQk/Yxb8wtiTRlw/s400/on%2Btour.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603636840614370002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of these rock 'n roll creatures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1652126958577756412?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1652126958577756412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1652126958577756412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1652126958577756412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1652126958577756412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-miss-them.html' title='I MISS THEM!'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9TfDPNIMmU/TcQfG1s1NbI/AAAAAAAABRM/9vbDRvR29nI/s72-c/another%2Blove%2Bsong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-2376403713370325294</id><published>2011-05-06T01:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T01:42:43.914+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightbulbs</title><content type='html'>Thank you for shining the way off of recklessness, impatience, and little ignorance.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174;&lt;br&gt;powered by Sinyal Kuat INDOSAT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-2376403713370325294?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2376403713370325294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=2376403713370325294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2376403713370325294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2376403713370325294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/05/lightbulbs.html' title='Lightbulbs'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-497608241239957514</id><published>2011-04-29T21:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:02:03.582+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>XYZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WzU2fdND_Tc/TbrRwR57iBI/AAAAAAAABQc/BvBcNHmDfOc/s1600/unfinished.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WzU2fdND_Tc/TbrRwR57iBI/AAAAAAAABQc/BvBcNHmDfOc/s400/unfinished.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601019713958938642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people somehow really enjoy not to finish some stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some enjoy not to be able to find  their way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some enjoy loneliness just like sipping a cup of Espresso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some just do not. Some just do like to do what they wanna do.&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/1750410558044006742-497608241239957514?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/497608241239957514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=497608241239957514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/497608241239957514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/497608241239957514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/04/xyz.html' title='XYZ'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WzU2fdND_Tc/TbrRwR57iBI/AAAAAAAABQc/BvBcNHmDfOc/s72-c/unfinished.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5116884700380574486</id><published>2011-04-29T21:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:56:32.179+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>We All Need Some Good Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNPdB5EOf0o/TbrRK83SWsI/AAAAAAAABQM/hs2KwJNZuvc/s1600/princesskate.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNPdB5EOf0o/TbrRK83SWsI/AAAAAAAABQM/hs2KwJNZuvc/s400/princesskate.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601019072655547074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? #RoyalWedding it is. Wish the couple will live happily ever after. Yes, we all need some good love story. Impeccable one. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5116884700380574486?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5116884700380574486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5116884700380574486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5116884700380574486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5116884700380574486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-all-need-some-good-love-story.html' title='We All Need Some Good Love Story'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNPdB5EOf0o/TbrRK83SWsI/AAAAAAAABQM/hs2KwJNZuvc/s72-c/princesskate.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3963957684577772410</id><published>2011-04-24T09:02:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T09:39:02.166+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><title type='text'>"I love the confidence that makeup gives me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-acav3eOSTR0/TbOJgCjXdGI/AAAAAAAABQE/PhFOPVE92Mw/s1600/sephora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-acav3eOSTR0/TbOJgCjXdGI/AAAAAAAABQE/PhFOPVE92Mw/s400/sephora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598969945285686370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4sYc_JFR90s/TbOJf6J0fMI/AAAAAAAABP8/LVju9lOyP5w/s1600/beautiful%2Bbrushes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4sYc_JFR90s/TbOJf6J0fMI/AAAAAAAABP8/LVju9lOyP5w/s400/beautiful%2Bbrushes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598969943031053506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdOMwgJ6nRo/TbOJfr9fbjI/AAAAAAAABP0/Anaic53F1iM/s1600/brown%2Bpallete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdOMwgJ6nRo/TbOJfr9fbjI/AAAAAAAABP0/Anaic53F1iM/s400/brown%2Bpallete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598969939221245490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyra Banks said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I spend my time watching some makeup tutorials and well, they're fabulous! Believe it or not, sometimes wearing makeup makes me feel good, too. Yeah just like Tyra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really should check these beauty gurus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/SarahVictor"&gt;Sarah Victor makeup tutorial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/MakeupByTiffanyD"&gt;Makeup By Tiffany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/MichellePhan"&gt;Michelle Phan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/pixiwoo"&gt;Pixiwoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least, my favourite &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/TipsCantik#p/u/7/yBzhwjO4qmc"&gt;TipsCantik&lt;/a&gt; from @mytipscantik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch them and try! Who can resist beautiful eye makeup? I'm totally crrraving for UrbanDecay Eyeshadow Pallette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A GOOD SUNDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3963957684577772410?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3963957684577772410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3963957684577772410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3963957684577772410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3963957684577772410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-confidence-that-makeup-gives-me.html' title='&quot;I love the confidence that makeup gives me&quot;'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-acav3eOSTR0/TbOJgCjXdGI/AAAAAAAABQE/PhFOPVE92Mw/s72-c/sephora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-215004740963736942</id><published>2011-04-23T13:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T13:34:24.623+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>I'm not Busy, I Just Got a Little Spare Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C598L6Giemo/TbJvvWNHpvI/AAAAAAAABPs/XT8Zs3EH8HE/s1600/erin%2Bin%2Bjakun%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C598L6Giemo/TbJvvWNHpvI/AAAAAAAABPs/XT8Zs3EH8HE/s400/erin%2Bin%2Bjakun%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598660145980090098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Begitulah orang yang cinta Teknik, Rin. Harus siap kapan pun mendapat panggilan dari Teknik"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inspirational quote from an inspirational person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered where have I been?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the title is true. I'm not busy. I still can do things I want to do. I still do my all my homework and task well. I laugh a lot with my those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;busy people-slash-bestfriendforever. &lt;/span&gt;I sleep on time and wake up happily. I made some joyous phone call. I twit a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes yes, I got tired and fed up with stuffs, but the art of doing life is holding on with things you enjoy to do the most, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently enjoying doing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teknik&lt;/span&gt; stuffs, joining &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teknik&lt;/span&gt; events, knowing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;eknik people and learning a lot from them. A beautiful college ambience, a never-ending spirit, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your spirit up, readers. We're young and we're blessed with huge amounts of talents. Do something good in part you like the most. Love everything you do. Whole-heartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon-to-be-engineer and proud, FPL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-215004740963736942?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/215004740963736942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=215004740963736942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/215004740963736942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/215004740963736942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-not-busy-i-just-got-little-spare.html' title='I&apos;m not Busy, I Just Got a Little Spare Time'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C598L6Giemo/TbJvvWNHpvI/AAAAAAAABPs/XT8Zs3EH8HE/s72-c/erin%2Bin%2Bjakun%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-9037835932548263859</id><published>2011-04-23T12:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T12:47:13.797+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Why Does It Take a Long Time for Me to Realise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbSrHbLz6Bc/TbJet0kGoXI/AAAAAAAABPk/vd2UciVh2sc/s1600/oh-so.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbSrHbLz6Bc/TbJet0kGoXI/AAAAAAAABPk/vd2UciVh2sc/s400/oh-so.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598641428072145266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing things since I owned a note book and a pencil. I was just 6 years old and I wrote a story about friendship. I keep writing the story in that notebook, til one day I felt sore in my fingers and right hand so I decided to stop. I told myself if computer at home did just fine I would write a long story, completely.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was 10 years old, there was a desktop computer in my house. How amusing it was, I keep playing all games  I like and started to type in Microsoft Word. I wrote sort of mystery genre and made them as series. How cool that was, huh? Then I got bored and I quitted but I kept doodling.. and complaining on my diary, yes, I had a diary since I was 8 and wrote on that daily.. until someday I felt like, again, bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew blog when I was in junior high school, I read few blogs of funny people but never intended to make one. I never thought of writing my daily basis on web so everyone could read and comment upon what happened to me. In a sudden, in 2008, I made one. I started blogging..until now. Even though the boredom sometimes strikes, the writer's block approaches and kills the idea inside my mind, my fingers don't feel like typing anything, so many tasks haunt me and eat the most of my time, but I know.. finally, I can't be detached from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it take a very long time to me to realize that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; for myself is not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; writing&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Be  yourself. Above all, let who you are, what you are, what you believe,  shine through every sentence you write, every piece you finish." - John Jakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Writing  is a form of personal freedom. It frees us from the mass identity we  see in the making all around us. In the end, writers will write not to  be outlaw heroes of some underculture but mainly to save themselves, to  survive as individuals." - Don Delillo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Writing  is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia." - E. L. Doctorow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's difficult to people to accept that I'm an introverted. They usually know the sanguine side of me, the one who always talk, and try to speak to people, even people I barely know. They just don't know how doing things like that, for me, is exhausting. Being with too many people got me easily tired. I love being the lone-wolf, enjoying my spare time.. to write. I can be as melancholy as I want to be. I do not need to spend my voice, talking, I just need to sit and type. I can be myself after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I always thank God for, is my passion for writing is as big as my passion for reading. I'm a lit-fetish. The best place in the world for me after my room is bookstore. Any bookstore. It always irritates me to know that there are many &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;illiterates &lt;/span&gt;in this world. The universe feels so beautiful when you know it well, and one way to know more about the universe is by reading. I hope someday I can help people so they can read more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I personally go into this stuffs, into arranging words so you love to remember and read it. I believe that thoughts will exist forever when you write it down. Note everything, notice. I feel way more relaxed when I do thing like this, in front of my laptop, in a wet sunny afternoon, telling you what is in my mind. I guess no one should give up on their passion. Even when dancing affects my life, writing will be the first. Like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up on your blog, don't give up on your diary, twit like everytime, freeze your idea, make it last. Keep blogging, keep writing. Write a book if you can. I hope one day we both can see my name on the bookstore, in the best-seller part.&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome weekend, stay positive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FPL&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/1750410558044006742-9037835932548263859?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/9037835932548263859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=9037835932548263859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/9037835932548263859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/9037835932548263859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-does-it-take-long-time-for-me-to.html' title='Why Does It Take a Long Time for Me to Realise?'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbSrHbLz6Bc/TbJet0kGoXI/AAAAAAAABPk/vd2UciVh2sc/s72-c/oh-so.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4345951185639251182</id><published>2011-04-22T20:39:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:41:27.544+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>"I Woke Up in The Morning and I Knew.." "..Knew what?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yV83jgLELnM/TbGFIFUl_0I/AAAAAAAABPc/DpWYRvS13Ok/s1600/summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yV83jgLELnM/TbGFIFUl_0I/AAAAAAAABPc/DpWYRvS13Ok/s400/summer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598402185712238402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching (500) Days of Summer like million times.  Well, life happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4345951185639251182?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4345951185639251182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4345951185639251182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4345951185639251182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4345951185639251182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-woke-up-in-morning-and-i-knew-knew.html' title='&quot;I Woke Up in The Morning and I Knew..&quot; &quot;..Knew what?&quot;'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yV83jgLELnM/TbGFIFUl_0I/AAAAAAAABPc/DpWYRvS13Ok/s72-c/summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7443124606933003363</id><published>2011-04-04T08:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T08:56:09.645+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>Flash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z2ZsQRqX0M/TZklMv-4ATI/AAAAAAAABPU/In_Y7U1Qe8A/s1600/remarkable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z2ZsQRqX0M/TZklMv-4ATI/AAAAAAAABPU/In_Y7U1Qe8A/s400/remarkable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591541313326022962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having busy wonderful moments here and there. Been sleepless, but extremely happy. Meeting and knowing good people. Talking with people with amazing purposes in life. Oh life is good. And I know it is yeaah-good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7443124606933003363?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7443124606933003363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7443124606933003363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7443124606933003363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7443124606933003363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/04/flash.html' title='Flash!'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z2ZsQRqX0M/TZklMv-4ATI/AAAAAAAABPU/In_Y7U1Qe8A/s72-c/remarkable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3924832524957468859</id><published>2011-03-16T17:44:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T17:44:51.498+07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Dance in The Rain</title><content type='html'>Another day after he fucking went away. The good news is... I no longer feel the striking pain on my chest. Maybe they&amp;#39;re true. About telling you how to dance in the rain. How to cherish and embrace everyday. The clock keeps ticking, I might wait, but it doesn&amp;#39;t.&lt;br&gt;I want to live my life to the fullest, despite the fact he&amp;#39;s not around and so on.&lt;br&gt;Still missing you so bad, dear. But yeah, I&amp;#39;m doing good here.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174;&lt;br&gt;powered by Sinyal Kuat INDOSAT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3924832524957468859?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3924832524957468859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3924832524957468859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3924832524957468859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3924832524957468859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-dance-in-rain.html' title='How to Dance in The Rain'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-522119625901418712</id><published>2011-03-14T17:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T17:37:28.193+07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Going</title><content type='html'>I don&amp;#39;t know. This feels like fucking a dream. Feels like you just don&amp;#39;t add your credits and forget to turn on your blackberry service. Feels like you are somehow so busy about college stuffs and don&amp;#39;t have sufficient time to call me up on the phone. Feels like you&amp;#39;re just meters away. Feels like you will eventually greet me before I go to bed. Feels like this is only again, fucking dream I got last nite. Feels like if I wake up, you&amp;#39;ll be here. Fucking here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But you&amp;#39;re going. I can&amp;#39;t help saying I miss you so fucking much. Every breath hurts. I just want one simple message via bbm from you. I wish time could go faster. And you&amp;#39;ll come back. To my arms.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fuck distance. Fuck no connection.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss you baby. Go home soon.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174;&lt;br&gt;powered by Sinyal Kuat INDOSAT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-522119625901418712?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/522119625901418712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=522119625901418712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/522119625901418712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/522119625901418712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-going.html' title='You&apos;re Going'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-397800571246606878</id><published>2011-02-24T10:39:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T10:49:30.598+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>Quick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaHDBOvgjVM/TWXTo6X5CMI/AAAAAAAABPM/nLIfmBV72iw/s1600/DSC_0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaHDBOvgjVM/TWXTo6X5CMI/AAAAAAAABPM/nLIfmBV72iw/s400/DSC_0377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577096413385918658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna doodle quite few words here. Life's getting better and brighter than ever when you actually do something for others' happiness. Maybe quitting being too self-oriented is what I've been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;Good day, FPL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-397800571246606878?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/397800571246606878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=397800571246606878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/397800571246606878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/397800571246606878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/02/quick.html' title='Quick!'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaHDBOvgjVM/TWXTo6X5CMI/AAAAAAAABPM/nLIfmBV72iw/s72-c/DSC_0377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3023951509796213612</id><published>2011-02-20T18:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T18:10:08.047+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>2015</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4EZzHNke8U/TWD2ZKqiIYI/AAAAAAAABPE/wEuE4i_pl5k/s1600/dream-holder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4EZzHNke8U/TWD2ZKqiIYI/AAAAAAAABPE/wEuE4i_pl5k/s400/dream-holder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575727250904588674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAM-HOLDER. SEE YOU IN 2015.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3023951509796213612?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3023951509796213612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3023951509796213612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3023951509796213612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3023951509796213612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/02/2015.html' title='2015'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4EZzHNke8U/TWD2ZKqiIYI/AAAAAAAABPE/wEuE4i_pl5k/s72-c/dream-holder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4179592230980862706</id><published>2011-02-20T17:52:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T18:11:33.321+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Fall in Love Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;kemungkinan apa yang  kita sayangi atau cintai tersimpan keburukan didalamnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dan kemungkinan apa  yang kita benci tersimpan kebaikan didalamnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;cinta kepada harta  artinya bakhil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;cinta kepada wanita artinya alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;cinta kepada diri  sendiri artinya bijaksana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;cinta kepada mati  artinya hidup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dan cinta kepada tuhan artinya taqwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;lemparkanlah  seseorang yang bahagia dalam bercinta ke dalam laut pasti ia akan  membawa seekor ikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;lemparkanlah pula  seseorang yang gagal dalam bercinta ke dalam segudang roti pasti ia akan  mati kelaparan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;seandainya kita dapat  berbicara dalam semua bahasa manusia dan alam tetapi tidak mempunyai  perasaan cinta dan kasih &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dirimu taubah seperti  gong atau sekedar cakram yang bergemerincing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinta adalah  semangat, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinta adalah kepercayaan, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinta adalah  energi yang tidak dapat dimusnahkan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ia hanya bisa berubah  bentuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from : &lt;a href="http://dayenblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dayen&lt;/a&gt;'s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;LAST WEEK WAS WTF-SO-HECTIC LIKE REALLY AND I FELT LIKE LOSING MYSELF...........not.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the text above would tell, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;emparkanlah pula  seseorang yang gagal dalam bercinta ke dalam segudang roti pasti ia akan  mati kelaparan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Maybe I lost my love in doing certain things. I lost the excitement and spirit. I was just tired with stuffs. Then losing the zest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, let's fall in love again. Start all over again. Never too late. Look at the sky, weather changes every second, so do things in life.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all a very wonderful days ahead, more luck, more love. &lt;3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being more mature&lt;/span&gt;. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, FPL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1750410558044006742-4179592230980862706?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4179592230980862706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4179592230980862706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4179592230980862706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4179592230980862706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/02/fall-in-love-again.html' title='Fall in Love Again'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-2365093033012053607</id><published>2011-02-05T08:48:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T08:58:23.681+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>In 7 Days</title><content type='html'>In 7 days, I'm not gonna be 17 any longer. Here we go, being an adult for true and I cannot say that  I am ready for that. Well, being 17 is everything you could ask for. You ain't that old but you know much. You can care and you can give up. Such responsibilities were given to make you grow, and at times, you cannot be blamed for the mistakes upon those. Being 17 means that everyone lets you drive your car, but if you make it scratched, they won't yell at you because you're a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fresh &lt;/span&gt;driver. You can make a member card at any deptstore with the ID card and for sure getting the coolest discount around. Great? Yes. Adding the college brand new phase. Meeting wonderful people. Guess in 7 days this marvelous age will turn into...the brighter one? I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx Erin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-2365093033012053607?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2365093033012053607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=2365093033012053607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2365093033012053607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2365093033012053607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-7-days.html' title='In 7 Days'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6296921200409180150</id><published>2011-02-01T07:41:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:59:34.278+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>Hey, This is Term 2 and February!</title><content type='html'>What's up, dearests? Well, the term 2 started yesterday and February starts TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;I'm.. yes, very very overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;I got a fanciful holiday, a lot of laughter and more experiences in everything. I've learnt about new things, been accepted in BEM FTUI 2011 as a staff of Research and Development, been accepted in Ikatan Mahasiswa Teknik Industri UI as a staff, too. I've been to my beautiful hometown--spent a lot of time with family, spent quality time with the loveliest captain, met the long-time-no-sees.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling contented all over again and gaining tons of spirit to start the days.... exactly to make them worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last term was magical. New things. Adapting. Falling. But standing and running again. I realise I didn't put sufficient efforts in the academic stuff. Clumsy me and blinded by the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so-called&lt;/span&gt; new life. I know I gotta change, and let's start the good things in Term 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPROVING MY GPA.&lt;br /&gt;PAYING ATTENTION MORE TO MY SURROUNDING.&lt;br /&gt;STAYING CALM AND LOVELY THROUGH THE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;DOING THE BEST, PRAYING MUCH, LOVING MORE. \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to rock the world---- and blogging more, just for you.&lt;br /&gt;from a morning person with love, FPL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6296921200409180150?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6296921200409180150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6296921200409180150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6296921200409180150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6296921200409180150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-this-is-term-2-and-february.html' title='Hey, This is Term 2 and February!'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6824102718420126221</id><published>2011-01-24T08:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T09:02:09.072+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Leave The Baggage</title><content type='html'>Just read Diana Rikasari's post which titled &lt;a href="http://dianarikasari.blogspot.com/2011/01/breathe.html"&gt;Breathe&lt;/a&gt; and somehow got inspired. What's written there is just so true.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I live my life without carrying an extra baggage, and walk on with just what I essentially need"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, without realizing, we spend our days and time to mark on things that hurt us, that don't go in our way. We stumble upon them and curse. We give much feeling to the bad things and somehow carry an 'unnecessary baggage' of hatred, of people we hate.&lt;br /&gt;What for? What for wasting the energy, passion, and all good mood for the 'unnecessary baggage'?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should learn not to carry 'that baggage'. Maybe we should just bring the small case fulfilled with things we utterly need and love. Carry the good thing, smile a lot, forgive, and be a bit tough. Don't get easily intimidated, see the brightside. People do mistake, we simply do. Be happy. Stay healthy. Leave the baggage. Make peace with ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6824102718420126221?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6824102718420126221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6824102718420126221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6824102718420126221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6824102718420126221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/01/leave-baggage.html' title='Leave The Baggage'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-8190755875866916079</id><published>2011-01-22T08:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T08:20:25.765+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>Do Them!</title><content type='html'>HANDBOOK 2011 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH :&lt;br /&gt;01. Drink plenty of water..&lt;br /&gt;02. Eat breakfast like a king,  &lt;br /&gt;     lunch like a prince and&lt;br /&gt;      dinner like a beggar.&lt;br /&gt;03. Live with the 3 E's--Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy.&lt;br /&gt;04. Make time to pray.&lt;br /&gt;05. Play more games.&lt;br /&gt;06. Read more books than you did in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;07. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.&lt;br /&gt;08. Sleep for 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;09. Take a 10-30 minutes walk daily. And while you walk, smile.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONALITY:&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't over do. Keep your limits.&lt;br /&gt;11. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;12. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.&lt;br /&gt;13. Dream more while you are awake.&lt;br /&gt;14. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;15. Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner  with his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your  present happiness.&lt;br /&gt;16. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.  Don't  hate others.&lt;br /&gt;17. Make peace with your past,so it won't spoil the present.&lt;br /&gt;18. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.&lt;br /&gt;19. Smile and laugh more.&lt;br /&gt;20. You don't have to win every argument, Agree to disagree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCIETY:&lt;br /&gt;21. Call your family often.&lt;br /&gt;22. Each day give something good to others.&lt;br /&gt;23. Forgive everyone for everything..&lt;br /&gt;24. Spend time w/people over the age of 70 &amp;amp; under the age of  6..&lt;br /&gt;25. Try to make at least three people smile each day.&lt;br /&gt;26. What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;27. Do the right thing!&lt;br /&gt;28. GOD heals everything.&lt;br /&gt;29. However good or bad a situation is, it will change..&lt;br /&gt;30. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;31. The best is yet to come..&lt;br /&gt;32. When awake in the morning,thank GOD for it.&lt;br /&gt;33. Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT THE LEAST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Please Forward this to &lt;br /&gt;everyone you care about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-8190755875866916079?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/8190755875866916079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=8190755875866916079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8190755875866916079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8190755875866916079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-them.html' title='Do Them!'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6964951908496240567</id><published>2011-01-17T20:19:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:44:03.260+07:00</updated><title type='text'>BS</title><content type='html'>Terasa cukup aneh, setelah sekian lama meninggalkan blog ini, saya kembali dengan bahasa Indonesia. Ada yang mengganggu pikiran saya. Ini sebuah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; untuk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teman-teman&lt;/span&gt; saya. Mungkin saja ini untuk anda. Dan anda adalah salah satu alasan mengapa saya menulisnya dalam bahasa Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Post&lt;/span&gt; ini berawal dengan kalimat yang sering saya dengar..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mencintai orang yang salah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Imej apa yang langsung anda bayangkan? Mencintai orang yang menjual heroin? Mencintai orang yang pernah meninggalkan anda untuk orang lain? Mencintai orang yang hanya punya motor tua dan hanya bisa mengajak anda bepergian dengan KRL? Mencintai orang yang memasang foto dengan mantannya? Mencintai orang yang baru saja merayakan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; pertama dengan kekasihnya? Mencintai orang yang adalah sahabat anda? Atau mencintai mantan sahabat anda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu rasanya. Saya pernah melewati salah satunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat itu saya berpikir, ada dua kemungkinan.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin anda dan dia hanya dua orang yang tepat. Namun, berada pada situasi yang salah.&lt;br /&gt;Atau mungkin anda dan dia hanya dua orang yang salah. Di waktu yang tepat.&lt;br /&gt;Mana yang akan saya pilih?&lt;br /&gt;Saat itu saya lebih memilih untuk yakin bahwa saya dan dia adalah dua orang yang tepat pada situasi yang salah. Terdengar egois? Tentu tidak seegois yang anda bayangkan bila anda pelakunya. Anda korbannya, seperti saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya yakin jelas anda tahu ketika anda mencintai orang yang salah.&lt;br /&gt;Dan anda tahu, itu adalah perbuatan yang salah.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi..... Bukankah banyak cara untuk membenarkan hal-hal yang tadinya salah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau hmm, mungkin memang benar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cinta bukan sekadar benar atau salah&lt;/span&gt;. Bukan sesuatu yang mudah diubah seperti menghapus jawaban di LJK, jadi mau tidak mau harus anda hadapi entah saat menjadi orang yang salah atau berada di situasi yang salah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda yang mengerti betul jawabannya.&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu tentu bagi yang merasakan, mencintai orang yang salah, bukan semudah menulis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; ini. Selamat berjuang, karena mungkin atau bahkan sering kali, hal yang benar diawali dengan kesalahan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6964951908496240567?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6964951908496240567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6964951908496240567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6964951908496240567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6964951908496240567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/01/b-s.html' title='BS'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3054755974874179675</id><published>2011-01-06T19:04:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T19:38:09.577+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>People Will Always Want More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TSW1c1-LxII/AAAAAAAABO4/oIKrWVyTm2c/s1600/idk%2Bjust.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TSW1c1-LxII/AAAAAAAABO4/oIKrWVyTm2c/s400/idk%2Bjust.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559048822187607170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and end up having more. I believe in that scary truth. That no matter how good your life is, after being thankful, you will eventually reach the peak when you say you want anything else. Always like that. Imagine that you have the finest pair of shoes. You're gonna wear them for couple months or so than they will be abandoned in the shoe rack. The best leather-straps watch, your favourite one, which you almost wear everyday, sooner or later it will be dusty and not so lovely. Than you left it on your desk. Your favourite bag? You'd saved your money for quite some time, you bought that bag. You wore that and was proud. Nevertheless, weeks went by and you bought another bag. How about your lovely notebook? iPod? You will always want the next generation. Your favorite novel? No way, its amusement only exists for days. Brand new nail polish? You got screwed by the beauty shop. Clothes? Never ask. You always get the one every week, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;People? How about people? Will they get boring and not so lovely?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3054755974874179675?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3054755974874179675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3054755974874179675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3054755974874179675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3054755974874179675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2011/01/people-will-always-want-more.html' title='People Will Always Want More'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TSW1c1-LxII/AAAAAAAABO4/oIKrWVyTm2c/s72-c/idk%2Bjust.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6684436405116143187</id><published>2010-12-23T11:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T11:09:43.240+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Call</title><content type='html'>It's been too long.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I come back here. Been missing me, yes? Don't worry, I miss you too. Days were pretty demanding. I've done 3 out of 5 final exams I should face. I spent less time in front of my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;There is quite loss here and there. But, life goes on. Life moves up.&lt;br /&gt;God took my cousin a week a go to a better place up there. The wittiest one, who always came up with a big grin and warm voice. Who always got jokes to share with the entire family.&lt;br /&gt;Guess, God really loves her so He took her. Please pray for her serenity up there. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home. Spending my time since awoke this morning in cyberworld.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, it feels good to be here again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6684436405116143187?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6684436405116143187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6684436405116143187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6684436405116143187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6684436405116143187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/12/morning-call.html' title='Morning Call'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4308338863572369769</id><published>2010-12-07T09:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:25:32.631+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ville Lumière</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TP2a08qrasI/AAAAAAAABOs/nyM_zzhXPMY/s1600/ville%2Blumiere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TP2a08qrasI/AAAAAAAABOs/nyM_zzhXPMY/s400/ville%2Blumiere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547760550419327682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in 2015, mon papillon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4308338863572369769?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4308338863572369769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4308338863572369769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4308338863572369769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4308338863572369769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/12/ville-lumiere.html' title='Ville Lumière'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TP2a08qrasI/AAAAAAAABOs/nyM_zzhXPMY/s72-c/ville%2Blumiere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1234822134823726509</id><published>2010-11-13T20:08:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T20:13:18.833+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>How Time Flies</title><content type='html'>I'm afraid of it. Of how time flies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; fast. Yes, really fast. Every moment blinks in my eyes. Got me speechless and...wounded. No, not wounded.. but confused. Or maybe trapped. Or let's just say..tricked. No, no. Not tricked. Just.. I don't know. It's hard to explain. And I'm scared. I'm scared of how time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1234822134823726509?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1234822134823726509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1234822134823726509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1234822134823726509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1234822134823726509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-time-flies.html' title='How Time Flies'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1853908407686141093</id><published>2010-11-04T06:24:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T07:12:41.134+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>Luluh - Maliq and The Essentials</title><content type='html'>Oh haruskah aku pergi? Salahkah bila ku di sini tak peduli keadaannya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katakan, berapa dalam kau ingin aku masuk di kehidupanmu?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, katakan, berapa jauh kau ingin aku ada di hari-harimu?&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana pantasnya?&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh haruskah aku pergi? Salahkah bila ku disini tak peduli keadaannya?&lt;br /&gt;Oh setiap kau tersenyum membuatku melupakan dunia nyata, tetap di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katakan, semudah itu aku menanti apa yang kita jalani&lt;br /&gt;Meski akhirnya semudah itu hatiku luluh kembali ke pelukanmu&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana pantasnya?&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh haruskah aku pergi? Salahkah bila ku di sini tak peduli keadaannya?&lt;br /&gt;Oh setiap kau tersenyum membuatku melupakan dunia nyata, tetap di sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalah yang diharapkan? Bila tak ada tujuan&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin hanya kesenangan, yang membuat kita terus berteman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh haruskah aku pergi? Salahkah bila ku di sini tak peduli keadaannya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh setiap kau tersenyum membuatku melupakan dunia nyata, tetap di sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1853908407686141093?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1853908407686141093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1853908407686141093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1853908407686141093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1853908407686141093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/11/luluh-maliq-and-essentials.html' title='Luluh - Maliq and The Essentials'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5039966456910215075</id><published>2010-10-24T18:04:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T18:14:55.741+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>Some Luck and Lovely People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TMQTLfzMR3I/AAAAAAAABOk/pqrw1yHzLIw/s1600/wake+up+and+feel+new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TMQTLfzMR3I/AAAAAAAABOk/pqrw1yHzLIw/s400/wake+up+and+feel+new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531567330553513842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken from : weheartit.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Life offers you limitless probability. Things can not be predicted. Life knocks you down but it pushes you up... let you feel its bitterness but drive you to endless smile in the entire week. You meet certain people that help you go through boring stuffs, help you survive in the middle of catastrophe of your own heart. They will eventually listen to your words and give silly feed back. Then gone.&lt;br /&gt;But really, in couple of days they will come back and..again, help you smile among the hectic phases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why should you worry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your excitement alive, give your best smile, break a leg.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me, for some grrreat luck in my very first midterm week in college life.&lt;br /&gt;Let me do my best! Sure, wishing for your best luck too. xx Erin&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/1750410558044006742-5039966456910215075?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5039966456910215075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5039966456910215075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5039966456910215075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5039966456910215075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-luck-and-lovely-people.html' title='Some Luck and Lovely People'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TMQTLfzMR3I/AAAAAAAABOk/pqrw1yHzLIw/s72-c/wake+up+and+feel+new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6001918987960850440</id><published>2010-10-08T08:12:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T08:24:34.545+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>A Short Long Story</title><content type='html'>Wondering about what I am doing lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a sprain on my left knee, which was.......such a pain. Like a pain in the ass. Annoying, got you stressed, made you feel left out, stressed, and stuck at home. It's been two weeks and Thank God, it keeps getting better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My aunt passed away yesterday. A big loss. I'm so gonna miss her good sense on food and cooking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been staying in Depok for five nights and that is marvelous. That is. Remembering the fact I really really really love my room in Jakarta. Living in Depok is fun and comforting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm looking for a perfect pair of jeans. Any recommendation? I want a pair of distressed jeans which is pale and light blue. So much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had been joining Industrial Engineering Debate Competition for few weeks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And........ glad to say, I'm a part of Industrial Engineering Debate Team which will compete with the other majors in Technic Debate Competition next week. Pray for us!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Haveafreakylovelyheartyfriday. FPL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6001918987960850440?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6001918987960850440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6001918987960850440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6001918987960850440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6001918987960850440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/10/short-long-story.html' title='A Short Long Story'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-353772700102923802</id><published>2010-09-28T20:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T20:52:33.589+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>What I Got from The Day Off</title><content type='html'>These should be done start from tonight :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;say a prayer, no skip allowed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;study, read more, be more knowledgeable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleep earlier when there's no delayed task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop twitting too much, oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;manage the time-manage the time-manage the time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;please do saving, Ferinda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stay focused on some specific targets, don't get easily distracted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop sweating small stuffs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pay attention to His gifts and grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be contented with myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;write something!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;wish me luck wish me luck wish me luck with everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-353772700102923802?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/353772700102923802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=353772700102923802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/353772700102923802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/353772700102923802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-i-got-from-day-off.html' title='What I Got from The Day Off'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7940671358951259838</id><published>2010-09-28T20:17:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T20:34:44.439+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>Soothing Dreams</title><content type='html'>I've been dreaming lately about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sipping a mug of macchiato while waiting for the rain to stop.&lt;br /&gt;going overseas, to the prettiest city like Prague and enjoy the night light.&lt;br /&gt;getting myself dressed in pastel colors.&lt;br /&gt;snapping photos, lovely scenes, memorable time.&lt;br /&gt;chatting with my best friend who stays in US.&lt;br /&gt;writing some love stories, some heart-breaking stories.&lt;br /&gt;striding myself in shopping mall, with best friends and a cup of frozen yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;getting lost in the bookstore then find a book that I've been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;going to college with no worry haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;dancing. dancing. dancing.&lt;br /&gt;having a manicure. a fine one.&lt;br /&gt;being driven home at midnight by the boyf.&lt;br /&gt;feeling smart towards myself.&lt;br /&gt;listening to Lene Marlin and not crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just do come true, I hope. :---)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7940671358951259838?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7940671358951259838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7940671358951259838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7940671358951259838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7940671358951259838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/09/please-do-come-true.html' title='Soothing Dreams'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1886688839871843736</id><published>2010-09-27T16:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:47:32.787+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>A Box of Chocolate</title><content type='html'>I truly feel like having a box of chocolate which wrapped in a black dove paper with a white ribbon on the top. Ordinary. Too ordinary and not interesting at all. Then I tend to tear the ribbon, then the wrapping paper. It is full of chocolate. With different shapes, different sizes, and different fillings. Yes, I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blueberry &lt;/span&gt;truffles&lt;/span&gt; so much.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been like that. I did not know who these people are. How they truly talked, how they communicated. I faced them everyday. Everyday. Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Until now.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, if they were that chocolate, they would be my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;favourite truffles&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They would be the blueberry ones or chocochips ones&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Offering me with a bright point-of-view, giving me some tips and trick or some words to survive in the place called college. Yes, they are all doing like sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Life eventually takes me to the place where the bright and lovely people stay and gather. Meeting them are things I could never imagine before.&lt;br /&gt;Great. My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;truffles&lt;/span&gt;. I love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1886688839871843736?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1886688839871843736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1886688839871843736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1886688839871843736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1886688839871843736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/09/box-of-chocolate.html' title='A Box of Chocolate'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-9023364668119995206</id><published>2010-09-27T15:21:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:26:58.337+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TKBaYZbbOmI/AAAAAAAABOc/2-IlyAzysoM/s1600/frankfurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TKBaYZbbOmI/AAAAAAAABOc/2-IlyAzysoM/s400/frankfurt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521512518345505378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was surprising last week. Some mishaps, more luck. Some tears, more caress. I got a sprain on my left knee, walking is definitely prohibited until everything gets better so I don't go to college today. Hope it will be better as soon as better as possible :)&lt;br /&gt;This sprain somehow gives me qutte a time to rethink about everything. The past, the future, and the current. I realised some mistakes I've made, about the planning thingy, about adapting. I did everything recklessly. A bit resentment exist here, in my heart. But hey! Let's see for the next. I need planning. Whatever, my life is a bit messy. I tend to forget important stuffs in my room in Depok, I rarely clean my room, I study a bit. I know I've gotta handle everything.&lt;br /&gt;This sprain knocks my heart in its way, in its pain.&lt;br /&gt;I was putting a wrong thing over my focus.&lt;br /&gt;I should go back to the right place. I should make the timeline. I should do everything whole-heartedly. Let's draw some for future, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love, time, health are precious. &lt;/span&gt;Don't ever take them for granted or you'll get lost.&lt;br /&gt;Inspite of the sprain, I still feel blessed and loved. I've just made some future plan!&lt;br /&gt;Live righteously and enjoy. xxx FPL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-9023364668119995206?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/9023364668119995206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=9023364668119995206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/9023364668119995206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/9023364668119995206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/09/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TKBaYZbbOmI/AAAAAAAABOc/2-IlyAzysoM/s72-c/frankfurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-8023514023846053884</id><published>2010-09-26T09:05:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T09:11:24.246+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>I'm 17 but I act 20</title><content type='html'>[ x ] You know how to make a pot of coffee&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] You keep track of  dates using a calendar&lt;br /&gt;[  ] You own a credit card&lt;br /&gt;[      ] You  know how to change the oil in a car&lt;br /&gt;[    ] You’ve done your own  laundry&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] You can vote in an election&lt;br /&gt;[ x    ] You can cook  for yourself&lt;br /&gt;[       x] You think politics are interesting&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SO  FAR : 5&lt;br /&gt;[   ] You show up for school late a lot&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] You always  carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket&lt;br /&gt;[ x    ] You’ve never  gotten a detention&lt;br /&gt;[    ] You have forgotten your own birthday&lt;br /&gt;[ x     ] You like to take walks by yourself&lt;br /&gt;[       x] You know what  credibility means, without looking it up&lt;br /&gt;[  ] You drink caffeine at  least once a week&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SO FAR: 9&lt;br /&gt;[ x   ] You know how to do the  dishes&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] You can count to 10 in another language&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] When  you say you’re going to do something you do it&lt;br /&gt;[    ] You can mow the  lawn&lt;br /&gt;[    x] You study even when you don’t have to&lt;br /&gt;[  ] You have  hand washed a car before&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SO FAR: 13&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] You can spell  experience, without looking it up&lt;br /&gt;[    ] The people at Starbucks know  you by name&lt;br /&gt;[    ] Your favorite kind of food is take out&lt;br /&gt;[    ]  You can go to the store without getting something you don’t need&lt;br /&gt;[     ] You understand political jokes the first time they are said&lt;br /&gt;[x    ]  You can type pretty quick&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SO FAR: 15&lt;br /&gt;[    ] Your only  friends are from your place of employment&lt;br /&gt;[    ] You have been to a  Tupperware party&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] You have realized that practically no one will  take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[       ] You have more bills than you can pay&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] You have been to  the beach&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] You use the internet every day&lt;br /&gt;[    ] You have  travelled overseas for more than 5 times&lt;br /&gt;[       x] You make your bed  in the morning&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] You realised people of the opposite gender might  just make better friends.&lt;br /&gt;GRAND TOTAL: 20&lt;br /&gt;Repost this with the  subject as: I’m (how old you are) but I act (what you got on the test).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://sherrutar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Panda Bear&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-8023514023846053884?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/8023514023846053884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=8023514023846053884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Oh Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a foreign place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The saving grace was the feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That it was her heart that he was stealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He was ready to impress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the fierce excitement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The eyes are bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; He couldn't wait to get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I bet that Juliet was just the icing on the cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Make no mistake, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And even if somehow he could have shown you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The place you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well I'm sure you could have made it that bit better on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I bet she told a million people that she'd stay in touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But all the little promises that don't mean much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When there's memories to be made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I hope you're holding hands by New Year's Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They made it far too easy to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That true romance can't be achieved these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And even if somehow they could have shown you the place you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well I'm sure you could have made it that bit better on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are the only ones who know          &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Only Ones Who Know&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arctic Monkeys&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got me speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3086976677307482473?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3086976677307482473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3086976677307482473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3086976677307482473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3086976677307482473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-dear.html' title='Oh Dear'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-8813229745662956495</id><published>2010-08-17T07:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T08:15:31.120+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>Bones, Flesh, and The Bulletproof Youngsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is a certain uncertainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to college life for bringing me a bunch of inspiration. Inspiring sweethearts, wonderful places, everyday light jokes, marvelous heart beat, complicated unite, and everything yellow.&lt;br /&gt;I feel more alive. Commuting at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high-peak&lt;/span&gt; 6am and spending the rest of the day with funniest people I've ever met. Life is...wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;I can open another perspectives and by now, I really get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God gives what you need not what you want&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Brand new sphere that I fall for is too..unidentified.&lt;br /&gt;Striving for perfection, yet doing it with joyfully.&lt;br /&gt;Can I?&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we all can cause we're the bulletproof youngsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Independence Day! #Indonesia65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-8813229745662956495?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/8813229745662956495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=8813229745662956495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8813229745662956495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8813229745662956495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/08/bones-flesh-and-bulletproof-youngsters.html' title='Bones, Flesh, and The Bulletproof Youngsters'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4250831159156360352</id><published>2010-08-12T17:16:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:38:27.148+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>There's No Such a Thing Called The Right Time</title><content type='html'>I've been telling that to myself lately. If I always wait for the right time, probably I won't do much of anything. I stop waiting for the right time and just carry on what's worth doing. Everything will seem so wrong at the first, but turning out pretty in next to no time. You know, our perception sometimes works too hard so we can not see something in another perspective. We judge too early about many things. About people, food, tasks, and... college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's been hectic and again, I'm not gonna wait any right time to blog else my idea will drain away. I haven't stayed in my brand new room. I still go to my college n early morning and then return home afterwards. Tiring, but you should know, my room is worth the distance. :--)&lt;br /&gt;Everything's fine. I'm fine. I pick up my old old old dream to live and learn in 'that' city after finishing my first degree. I hope I can get back to the game, get the cool scores, make my parents realise that I do the best thing. Pretty obvious, I'm redrawing my old lost scheme of perfect life. Even when I know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfection never exists&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no such a thing called the right time to start something, to leave something, to do something. There's no such a thing called the right time to forgive, to get along, to change yourself. But now.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that was a reason we build for our own comfortness.  Nothing to do with that. Just get what you want. Every dream is worth fighting for. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, my whole brand new college life is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx FPL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4250831159156360352?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4250831159156360352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4250831159156360352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4250831159156360352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4250831159156360352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-no-such-thing-called-right-time.html' title='There&apos;s No Such a Thing Called The Right Time'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7855196096608463998</id><published>2010-07-29T09:54:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T10:02:48.589+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>Recent Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will hit my college life soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;..and yes, I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glad I still can join  my jazz classes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My lovely boyf got an eye correction surgery.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;..please pray for his wellness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and his admission test. soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do some good things like..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;..commuting by train to my university.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It feels effin good to take public transports.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cause I hate flooding the street.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;with my dad's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Oh I love life like this. :----)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7855196096608463998?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7855196096608463998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7855196096608463998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7855196096608463998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7855196096608463998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/recent-things.html' title='Recent Things'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6369046631081504257</id><published>2010-07-26T09:12:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T09:21:24.147+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>Bênção</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEzvUPSEmKI/AAAAAAAABN8/l1TSvpdRfk8/s1600/capo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEzvUPSEmKI/AAAAAAAABN8/l1TSvpdRfk8/s400/capo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498032376091285666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEzvTANA_-I/AAAAAAAABN0/0A2kkI9PTH8/s1600/capo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEzvTANA_-I/AAAAAAAABN0/0A2kkI9PTH8/s400/capo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498032354863677410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or they call it "blessing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capoeira is fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;My body is fine but whole aching. Anyway, it is worth trying, worth doing, and worth the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Armada is my favorite kick. Can I learn it more?&lt;br /&gt;The workshop was a total bless, not boring, and awesome. The best part was when they combined Capoeira movements with Jazz techniques. Pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6369046631081504257?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6369046631081504257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6369046631081504257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6369046631081504257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6369046631081504257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/bencao.html' title='Bênção'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEzvUPSEmKI/AAAAAAAABN8/l1TSvpdRfk8/s72-c/capo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7102602077893022639</id><published>2010-07-23T11:18:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T11:42:30.791+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my own brain'/><title type='text'>Contagious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEka08b7QyI/AAAAAAAABNk/FIkxZbJ3PwU/s1600/contagious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEka08b7QyI/AAAAAAAABNk/FIkxZbJ3PwU/s400/contagious.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496954317061178146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I found this pict from &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and it really went with my thought. Contagious things are eerie. You know, how certain people can affect you and your life easily. Their methods, their ways of seeing life which sometime don't go with you but.. got you infected.&lt;br /&gt;Let us take me as the example.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a beauty addict. Far from it. I enjoy mostly myself in my room reading books. It's more comfortable plus relaxing than staying hours to get a back massage. True. I know what I treasure but somehow another spirit spreads to me.&lt;br /&gt;My mom loves beauty salon. Not so much, but she takes care of everything, and somehow, in a time, I realise I go to beauty salon more often than I used to do.&lt;br /&gt;Contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the simplest one. Now can you imagine how they can affect you? People. Their thoughts. Their acts. Their judgments. Life goes on that way, demandingly contagious. It is like flu virus. You can get it if you don't pay any attention to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I see it is important to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; choose our ways to interact with people around us&lt;/span&gt;. Let us&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hold our self esteems&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't get easily intimidated &lt;/span&gt;by someone's bad mood. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be free &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make the protection&lt;/span&gt; from the contagious bad things.&lt;br /&gt;and for sure..&lt;br /&gt;to open up to the good things.&lt;br /&gt;So.. just like the picture tells. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enthusiasm and pessimism are contagious.&lt;/span&gt; Like anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Which one should we choose? Guess, we all know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;Spread the good things, be valuable, and let live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7102602077893022639?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7102602077893022639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7102602077893022639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7102602077893022639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7102602077893022639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/contagious.html' title='Contagious'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEka08b7QyI/AAAAAAAABNk/FIkxZbJ3PwU/s72-c/contagious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4500559667931764042</id><published>2010-07-23T09:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:35:18.944+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>Difficult!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEj9Fgnu8_I/AAAAAAAABNc/cJarFRlL-P0/s1600/smokey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEj9Fgnu8_I/AAAAAAAABNc/cJarFRlL-P0/s400/smokey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496921616303453170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should know, it is difficult to commit to two different things.I got another playground to write, share, quote, upload cool picts, and definitely talk shit about creepy stuffs. It feels like more free there. But baby, leaving this one is even more difficult. This is my first love. And baby, I try to be faithful here. So I keep writing here and there. All of my emotions are splitted up. Don't worry, I'm going nowhere. I just have another place that I am more interested in. Cause I can talk about anything, everything, anyone, and everyone. Without &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; or anyone else feel being detested or harmed by sarcasm which sometimes throbs you hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like using eyeliner without mirror. Challenging..and keeping me sharp.&lt;br /&gt;I keep my sharpness, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Two different places, the same mind. Just to be true, the other place is pretty undeniabl.&lt;br /&gt;I can't leave. I can't choose one.&lt;br /&gt;Mind paying a visit? Ask. I will cheerfully tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4500559667931764042?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4500559667931764042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4500559667931764042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4500559667931764042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4500559667931764042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/difficult.html' title='Difficult!'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEj9Fgnu8_I/AAAAAAAABNc/cJarFRlL-P0/s72-c/smokey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4298007353825386177</id><published>2010-07-23T08:54:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:19:56.479+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my own brain'/><title type='text'>It Gave Me an Impact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEj78JQxXuI/AAAAAAAABNU/CN165bjQyxQ/s1600/free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 479px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEj78JQxXuI/AAAAAAAABNU/CN165bjQyxQ/s400/free.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496920355902676706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken from&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up to nothing. I grabbed my blackberry and saw everything around. I exactly knew my holiday was gonna be ended soon. So I decided to take those novels I'd bought weeks a go. Some Nicholas Sparks' and Neil Gaiman's. Both are my favourite. Different genre but really got my way. I finished  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Last Song &lt;/span&gt;in teary eyes. Always got me cried out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it me or the novel that so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You ought to read that novel&lt;/span&gt;. Seems another normal love story, but too pretty, and too true. It seemed to tell you about your regular days and it gave me an impact because... it was all normal. It could happen to anyone.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy ending. I also fall for happy ending. The main role got her grip, she followed her passion and got back to life. Everyone should do like that, shouldn't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really got me soft-hearted. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to my grip. I want to write as much as I did. How I could post many things in a day. I want to take good pictures as many as I took.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be positive in every thing I face. I want to spill some love, more laughters.&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy a lot of pretty novels. Good novels that bring me impact like this one I read today. I want to do my best, in every single deed. I want to share my effort with everyone. I want to forgive things I said I could not. I want to be what I want to be. With alll of my ability and passion and God's given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Nicholas Sparks for giving me a kick.&lt;br /&gt;I want to make the most of everything. I realise, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God always puts his Grace in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I should be grateful. I should stop worrying about...everything and be sincerely kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day, Sweethearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4298007353825386177?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4298007353825386177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4298007353825386177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4298007353825386177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4298007353825386177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-gave-me-impact.html' title='It Gave Me an Impact'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEj78JQxXuI/AAAAAAAABNU/CN165bjQyxQ/s72-c/free.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-367523746481592690</id><published>2010-07-18T09:12:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T09:30:03.143+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Love Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEJmVFjne_I/AAAAAAAABNM/QPmF9CXBYJM/s1600/color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 492px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEJmVFjne_I/AAAAAAAABNM/QPmF9CXBYJM/s400/color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495067007800278002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me feel like I am home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me feel like I am whole again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me feel like I am young again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me feel like I am fun again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;However far away I will always love you  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;However long I stay I will always love you  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever words I say I will always love you  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will always love you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me feel like I am free again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me feel like I am clean again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;However far away I will always love you  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;However long I stay I will always love you  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever words I say I will always love you  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Song&lt;/span&gt; - The Cure)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-367523746481592690?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/367523746481592690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=367523746481592690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/367523746481592690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/367523746481592690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-song.html' title='Love Song'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TEJmVFjne_I/AAAAAAAABNM/QPmF9CXBYJM/s72-c/color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3956530601589752161</id><published>2010-07-16T09:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:10:17.451+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Want This I Want That'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>I Wanna Be Andy Sachs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD_KPFcHRpI/AAAAAAAABM8/3nmTqGdMk9Y/s1600/DWP-211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD_KPFcHRpI/AAAAAAAABM8/3nmTqGdMk9Y/s400/DWP-211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332430922237586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD_KOq03lRI/AAAAAAAABM0/eEOGG0jXs2k/s1600/devilwears3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 453px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD_KOq03lRI/AAAAAAAABM0/eEOGG0jXs2k/s400/devilwears3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332423778309394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD_KOTy94dI/AAAAAAAABMs/yaJYAzDj2ng/s1600/devilprada+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD_KOTy94dI/AAAAAAAABMs/yaJYAzDj2ng/s400/devilprada+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332417596318162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most favourite film ever. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/span&gt; is well-touched to represent my dream. Or obsession. Or maybe, my very first obsession. Working on a media, to be specific &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magazine&lt;/span&gt;, to be more specific &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fashion magazine&lt;/span&gt;, else deeper specific  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high-end fashion magazine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SUPERB! I want to work in that industry. Gathering with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the overachievers&lt;/span&gt; or meeting some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome designers&lt;/span&gt;, in charge of some pages of the issue, giving some advice to improve some parts, dressing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a good way&lt;/span&gt; to the office, tres chic. Fabulous, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Magazine industry always got me mesmerized. Wonderful, yes? How people's thoughts can be formed into something artistic that delightly informative and pretty in the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the movie? Go watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Andy Sachs is beyond words. Hope someday I'm gonna make this come true :):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3956530601589752161?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3956530601589752161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3956530601589752161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3956530601589752161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3956530601589752161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wanna-be-andy-sachs.html' title='I Wanna Be Andy Sachs'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD_KPFcHRpI/AAAAAAAABM8/3nmTqGdMk9Y/s72-c/DWP-211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5572068550134858236</id><published>2010-07-14T09:44:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T10:26:38.918+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my own brain'/><title type='text'>Neil Gaiman Says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD0uP-PLaaI/AAAAAAAABMk/JQWK23M5doo/s1600/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 582px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD0uP-PLaaI/AAAAAAAABMk/JQWK23M5doo/s400/blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493597972401449378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you.  And sometimes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;when you fall, you fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So don't be afraid to take step and going down, eventually we'll find a way to feel better. Eventually, we'll get rid of people that bother us much. We will stop restating ourselves as losers as they made us feel to be. We'll find our way to feel happier with people who really respect you and never let you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They exist. Some who truly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't realise that they make us feel bad. So just don't care. Let intimidation get into us. We're bigger than this. If losers exist, they are not those who fail but those who talk and declare too much. If losers exist, they are those who quit earlier. SO DON'T QUIT. Move forward. Tell the world that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;being nice is just another crapshit if you don't do it sincerely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Tell the world that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;everyone is seeking for attention so let's throw some judgmental thoughts to improve everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;weirdly good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Let's fall then FLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Cause every moment happens once. You always can start it all over again but stain you left exist in everyone's thought. It never fades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Make our own marks, let no badness go in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me? I'm happy and thank God for what He's given for me.&lt;br /&gt;For every chances.&lt;br /&gt;For good people and moments He keep around me.&lt;br /&gt;For every bad people He take far from me.&lt;br /&gt;and Neil Gaiman also says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" class="sqq" &gt;“Lives are snowflakes - forming patterns we have seen  before, as like one another as peas in a pod (and have you ever looked  at peas in a pod? I mean, really looked at them?&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; There's not a chance  you'd mistake one for another,&lt;/span&gt; after a minute's close in.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5572068550134858236?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5572068550134858236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5572068550134858236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5572068550134858236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5572068550134858236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/neil-gaiman-says.html' title='Neil Gaiman Says...'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TD0uP-PLaaI/AAAAAAAABMk/JQWK23M5doo/s72-c/blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-8996672823266943454</id><published>2010-07-10T20:45:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T20:56:32.273+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>Almost every grace can be found in balance lives. Love. Family. Friends. Clothes. Comics. Books. Cameras. Cupcakes. Or Else. Things you love. So let's call them everything. It comes in every shapes. Being nice to everyone eventually will pay us back. Don't be mad to those who get us wrong, maybe they got no idea towards who we are. Let people throw us judgemental thoughts. Use them as mirrors. Are we good? Or bad? Face that. Cause, here, what they say matter. Even not most. We all know. And just don't lie. Liars are cluelessly pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I'm being grateful. How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-8996672823266943454?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/8996672823266943454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=8996672823266943454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8996672823266943454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8996672823266943454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6850049399919972470</id><published>2010-07-07T18:53:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:58:46.948+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic Words'/><title type='text'>A Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1  style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“God, grant me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the serenity&lt;/span&gt; to  accept the things I cannot change,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the courage&lt;/span&gt; to change the things I  can, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the wisdom&lt;/span&gt; to know the difference.” - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reinhold Niebuhr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6850049399919972470?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6850049399919972470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6850049399919972470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6850049399919972470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6850049399919972470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='A Pray'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-440810252174351243</id><published>2010-06-29T08:56:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:03:22.463+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>This is Dedicated to Dayen</title><content type='html'>Hello D, thank you to inspire me writing for you in this morning, when I really should take a bath and hit the school to buy prom ticket. So how are you doing, sweetheart? Anyway, none of these post I made literally dedicated to you or replied to yours, but this one.&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother :---)&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing the posts for all those who read, and if it gets in to you, I'm pleased but don't get a heartache, all of these are just another judgmental doodles of mine. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-440810252174351243?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/440810252174351243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=440810252174351243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/440810252174351243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/440810252174351243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-dedicated-to-dayen.html' title='This is Dedicated to Dayen'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5385252624516973582</id><published>2010-06-28T19:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:36:27.242+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my own brain'/><title type='text'>So Just Let Go</title><content type='html'>Heartbreak? All I know it was real.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, some people really should leave, so you have enough space for the better one. Maybe in time you don't want anything else, you don't want anyone else, you just want him/her and full stop. It's naivety you can deny. Even I.. I've been the phase of not wanting to let go. Then I made a thought, it was just too selfish to keep people for your own happiness when even you yourself could not see the future anymore. Memories, no matter how pretty they were, are sort of past. You can't move forward if you keep looking back. I did and I feel a bit regret of it. I lost my time because of staying too long, waiting too long, going nowhere, being brought and driven by memories. That's pathetic. And it's been hard for me to release how I felt back then. I know that unease will stay, but time almost can cure every pain. You just need to know and keep your chin up. Damn those heartbreakers, just move on. Life won't wait. No time could rewind. Forgive and forget. Eventually, you'll find out what God bigger plan is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5385252624516973582?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5385252624516973582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5385252624516973582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5385252624516973582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5385252624516973582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-just-let-go.html' title='So Just Let Go'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-2255090402532798711</id><published>2010-06-24T21:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:58:13.788+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my own brain'/><title type='text'>Because We're Talking About Bad Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TCNwJldZ74I/AAAAAAAABMc/flXVz0Lm0j8/s1600/LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TCNwJldZ74I/AAAAAAAABMc/flXVz0Lm0j8/s400/LOL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486352081043976066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taken from&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't found one. Or maybe I have but I did not really pay attention to them. They are attractive. Bad boys are attractive. But, I never really fall for them. I'm not gonna throw any judgments, about boys, about things they do, about how they see and treat the girls. That would be pretty unfair to them.&lt;br /&gt;Bad is conditional. Bad boys are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; even more conditional&lt;/span&gt;. Smoking doesn't patch them a-bad-boy-label. Neither drunken nor driving madly.&lt;br /&gt;How about womanizing?&lt;br /&gt;How about offering girls some hopes then walking away?&lt;br /&gt;Those are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;. But girls, indeed, love to enjoy their games. Girls eventually have already known what the future might talk upon the relationship between them, it may turn to relation&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; but somehow.. They don't give a damn. Keep going. Broken-hearted. Crying.&lt;br /&gt;It's important to see around, listen to their sayings, yes, it can be wrong, but it also can be correct. You know your heart always can feel the best from the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for me personally, I'd love to join their games. But not in a serious way. Crime should be paid with crime. Yes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-2255090402532798711?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2255090402532798711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=2255090402532798711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2255090402532798711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2255090402532798711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/06/because-were-talking-about-bad-boys.html' title='Because We&apos;re Talking About Bad Boys'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TCNwJldZ74I/AAAAAAAABMc/flXVz0Lm0j8/s72-c/LOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5244254443122888173</id><published>2010-06-22T19:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T20:05:56.817+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my own brain'/><title type='text'>I Know I've Changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TCCw7exG_sI/AAAAAAAABMU/Cq3GejmiTUQ/s1600/feel+good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TCCw7exG_sI/AAAAAAAABMU/Cq3GejmiTUQ/s400/feel+good.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485578882055077570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes life seem force us to change? There ain't no force. It's just us. Here. Walking through the days with opened eyes so we simply can see how we can survive. Else, how we can overcome unfortunate things and transform them as some additions to the infinite luck we earn. We are in charge of our own crisis. So better don't make our own crisis. Life seems complicated cause we insist on making that complicated, yes?&lt;br /&gt;How would you see me now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm practically not somebody who I used to be. I don't wear heels as often as I did. Neither make up. I don't visit Starbucks. I save my money for books I want the most. It feels bad for me to splurge on clothes. I spend my weekend with my family. I don't crave for Frozen Yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this far, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; with it.&lt;br /&gt;How lack of blue mascara doesn't bother me and my mood plus how I can be true to people I face everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;For whatever it takes, I grab all of the changes as bless. None of them should be cursed of. I still go for my favourite Caramel Frappucino, my favourite patty, and clothes. But my action towards them are completely different. Enjoying them as the sparkling things only, not the main ones I have to get and be delighted of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;The way I react to problems. How I encounter them with more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thoughts&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How it's easier for me to make good decision. And to be emotional sometimes. Emotionally well-mannered, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; good&lt;/span&gt;. Do you change? Ask yourself and smile for it.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, you need them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5244254443122888173?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5244254443122888173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5244254443122888173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5244254443122888173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5244254443122888173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-know-ive-changed.html' title='I Know I&apos;ve Changed'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/TCCw7exG_sI/AAAAAAAABMU/Cq3GejmiTUQ/s72-c/feel+good.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1936367357826272874</id><published>2010-06-20T07:23:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T07:40:06.163+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>C</title><content type='html'>I'm telling you about C. Yes, C is pretty. And amazing. C got almost everything. And lose almost nothing. But C, C feels lonely. Simply cause C can't count the bless God give in.  C drenches in pain and gives no damn about her surrounding. C is so focused on pain in her life that C doesn't care that people might cheer. C smiles a lot. C cries a lot. C is nonchalant. C is.. C could be anyone. Anyone who seems so careless. About their own lives. Anyone who gives too much space for eerie things called heartbreak and envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about embracing the bless? Have a nice day, sweets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1936367357826272874?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1936367357826272874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1936367357826272874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1936367357826272874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1936367357826272874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/06/c.html' title='C'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-1383794220368133102</id><published>2010-06-19T20:22:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T21:03:34.277+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>Favourite Love Stories</title><content type='html'>Lately, I spent my lazy time with novels by Nicholas Sparks. It's kinda weird reminding how I used to back off from romance genre and dive in wonderfully restless Chuck Palahniuk or let myself dream about Coraline. The most lovely love story I'd ever known was just Stardust. That was pretty enough for me and now... I can stuck with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Last Song&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Walk to Remember&lt;/span&gt; for hours. Both I've watched those films, but reading them gave me another feelings. Way deeper and get me emotionally involved more. I find it was nice to shrug in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normal &lt;/span&gt;love story. Something that we may find cheesy or just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too ordinary&lt;/span&gt;. There's nothing to do with Vampires or Werewolves, no fairies or witches. Neither Party Crashers and a drop out medschool guy. This kind seems &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;regular&lt;/span&gt; but real touching. Just another popular boy, another regular girl, used to hate each other, then... fall in love. then fall out of love. then get back into love. Well, that's somehow nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, the heartbreak part... wow, wrenching the heart. Nicholas Sparks is genius and his books are magical. The best part I love is the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love got many ways to break your heart and.. heal it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Something I've never realised before. I end up with getting mesmerized with natural conversations he put on his novels. Understandably charming and real. They make you dream of prince charming or mister nice guy or maybe just another jock that really care about you. Pretty in a usual way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess-slash-hope this won't be a temporary love. I'd love to keep my favor for this genre for such a long term, call me late,  but I've just found another interesting things which open both my mind and eyes. I've found things that tug my heartstring and those are good.&lt;br /&gt;Love story is good. Hell yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-1383794220368133102?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1383794220368133102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=1383794220368133102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1383794220368133102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/1383794220368133102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/06/many-ways.html' title='Favourite Love Stories'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6558068591512654292</id><published>2010-06-19T16:29:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:41:55.894+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>It;s Your Untidy Hair</title><content type='html'>I take no parts of me for you&lt;br /&gt;You simply own everything so I could just stare&lt;br /&gt;Staring at your untidy hair&lt;br /&gt;Or let's try some jokes&lt;br /&gt;Because our laughter is worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see your cutest smirk&lt;br /&gt;It can not go wrong&lt;br /&gt;Just like your untidy hair&lt;br /&gt;It can be tidy&lt;br /&gt;But we both know untidy will do better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, plus you.&lt;br /&gt;It can not go wrong. Yeah, we always do better. Better as ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6558068591512654292?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6558068591512654292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6558068591512654292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6558068591512654292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6558068591512654292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-your-untidy-hair.html' title='It;s Your Untidy Hair'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7353666631457144765</id><published>2010-06-03T11:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T11:21:06.665+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Di saat kamu ingin melepaskan seseorang,&lt;br /&gt;ingatlah pada saat kamu ingin mendapatkannya.&lt;br /&gt;Di saat kamu mulai tidak mencintainya,&lt;br /&gt;ingatlah saat pertama kamu jatuh cinta padanya.&lt;br /&gt;Di saat kamu mulai bosan dengannya,&lt;br /&gt;ingatlah selalu saat terindah bersamanya.&lt;br /&gt;Di saat kamu ingin menduakannya,&lt;br /&gt;bayangkan jika dia selalu setia.&lt;br /&gt;Saat kamu ingin membohonginya,&lt;br /&gt;ingatlah di saat dia jujur padamu.&lt;br /&gt;Maka kamu akan merasakan arti dia untukmu.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jangan sampai di saat dia sudah tidak di sisimu,&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;kamu baru menyadari semua arti dirinya untukmu.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yang indah hanya sementara.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yang abadi adalah kenangan.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yang ikhlas hanya dari hati.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yang tulus hanya dari sanubari.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Tidak mudah mencari yang hilang.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Tidak mudah mengejar impian.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Namun yang lebih susah adalah mempertahankan yang ada.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Sebab, walaupun tergenggam bisa terlepas juga akhirnya.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ingatlah pada pepatah,&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;'Jika kamu tidak memiliki apa yang kamu sukai,&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;maka sukailah apa yang kamu miliki saat ini.'&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Belajar menerima apa adanya dan berpikir positif.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hidup bagaikan mimpi,&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;seindah apapun, ketika tersadar semuanya sirna tak berbekas;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Rumah mewah bagai istana,&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;harta benda yang tak terhitung,&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;kedudukan, dan jabatan yg luar biasa,&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;tetapi ketika nafas terakhir tiba,&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;sebatang jarum pun tak bisa dibawa pergi.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Sehelai benang pun tak bisa dimiliki.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Apalagi yang mau diperebutkan.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Apalagi yang mau disombongkan.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Maka jalanilah hidup ini dengan keinsafan nurani.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jangan terlalu perhitungan.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jangan hanya mau menang sendiri.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jangan suka sakiti sesama,&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;apalagi terhadap mereka yang berjasa bagi kita.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Belajarlah tiada hari tanpa kasih.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Selalu berlapang dada dan mengalah.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hidup ceria, bebas leluasa.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Tak ada yang tak bisa diikhlaskan.&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="padding-left: 60px; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tak ada sakit hati yang tak bisa dimaafkan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Worth to read, worth to feel. taken from &lt;a href="http://aldhinmatters.wordpress.com"&gt;aldhin&lt;/a&gt;'s.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7353666631457144765?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7353666631457144765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7353666631457144765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7353666631457144765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7353666631457144765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/06/di-saat-kamu-ingin-melepaskan-seseorang.html' title=''/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-103206709455830315</id><published>2010-05-30T16:40:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:54:10.083+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you know when you’re in love with someone?  Is it when he’s the  first thing that comes into you mind when you wake up and the last thing  that you think of before you go to sleep?  Or is it when your heart  melts every time he looks into your eyes?  The truth is, the signs come  in a thousand different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you’re having a really bad day  and hearing his voice on the phone just makes it all go away. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When all you want to do is listen to him talk  passionately about his plans for the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt; When you would  sacrifice your  shopping time just to cheer him up on the field.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a  mention of his name makes you miss him so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When all you want to do  is staying up and taking care of him when he’s sick.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When your face glows every time you meet him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When even the way he laughs and eats and sleeps fascinate you.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When  you realize you can finish each other’s sentences.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you can recognize his perfume from miles  away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;When you laugh when he laughs.  When you love seeing the  reflection of yourself in his eyes.  When  you can’t stop smiling every time people talk about the two of you.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you remember him in your prayer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  When you feel that he’s the only one who can understand you. When everything that makes him happy will make you happy, no matter how hurtful it is inside. &lt;/span&gt;When you’re often torn between your  own egocentricity and your feelings for him. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; When really you’re mad at  him but all you want to do is cry on his shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;When you can’t help  glancing at him every other second as you’re both in the car and he’s  seriously watching the traffic. &lt;/span&gt; When  you actually enjoy the moment when he’s teasing you eventhough you’re  pissed.  When you dreams of yourself being married to him with  kids.  When you want to be the woman who makes him coffee and puts on  his tie every morning.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you’re seriously reconsidering the  relocation because it means leaving him as you move to another country.   &lt;/span&gt;When you find his boyish whining attitude is endearing.  When you find  his snoring endearing.  When you have your own nickname for him.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When every time his name pops up in your  inbox you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  When you gladly wipes his sweat as he changes  your flat tire.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When you find his singing entertaining even though he  can’t carry a tune.  &lt;/span&gt;When you forget  when was the last time his name doesn’t cross your mind.  When  you can remember perfectly the sound of his funny laugh, his fake laugh,  and his amused laugh.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When he’s the only face you want to be on your  500 bucks Anya Hindmarch be-a-bag.&lt;/span&gt;  When you would stay awake just to  watch him sleep. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; When you’re seriously thinking of getting a tattoo of  his name on your left hand.  &lt;/span&gt;When he makes you happy and makes you cry at the  same time.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you want him to always be your ‘imam’  when you’re praying&lt;/span&gt;.  When you’re glad that you can be helpless  sometimes because it means you can rely on his strong arms to help you.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When being with him makes you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; want to  be a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When everything could go wrong in the world  and it’s okay, because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;he’s there, with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://snailophobiaprincess.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from : Putri Erdisa's&lt;a href="http://snailophobiaprincess.blogspot.com/"&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make your own one and let me know, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;larger &lt;/span&gt;the line that fits you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-103206709455830315?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/103206709455830315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=103206709455830315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/103206709455830315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/103206709455830315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-do-you-know-when-youre-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3604482618365748324</id><published>2010-05-23T20:59:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:06:03.552+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>PACMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_k17t0pHxI/AAAAAAAABMM/ekekQw6qoRY/s1600/pacman.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_k17t0pHxI/AAAAAAAABMM/ekekQw6qoRY/s400/pacman.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474466122074496786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;used to &lt;/span&gt;loathe Pacman.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Simply cause I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;won and it got me thrilled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too much&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, today is the first day I win that game! Wiiiii I started to like it :3&lt;br /&gt;Only one round but enough to light my day up.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 30th Anniversary, Pacman!&lt;br /&gt;I'm amused. Oh hell yeah. Thanks to Uncle Google who made its icon in Pacman form.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3604482618365748324?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3604482618365748324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3604482618365748324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3604482618365748324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3604482618365748324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/pacman.html' title='PACMAN'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_k17t0pHxI/AAAAAAAABMM/ekekQw6qoRY/s72-c/pacman.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4971967239813843145</id><published>2010-05-23T14:47:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:30:13.881+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Mi Angelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf-_Ziy2I/AAAAAAAABME/D1kRFy7hfdQ/s1600/snap_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf-_Ziy2I/AAAAAAAABME/D1kRFy7hfdQ/s400/snap_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474371620332292962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf-m0beKI/AAAAAAAABL8/DjiBgTIccxk/s1600/snap_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf-m0beKI/AAAAAAAABL8/DjiBgTIccxk/s400/snap_18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474371613734172834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf-d9xDGI/AAAAAAAABL0/egiIV8o_KmI/s1600/snap_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf-d9xDGI/AAAAAAAABL0/egiIV8o_KmI/s400/snap_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474371611357416546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf-ByjjYI/AAAAAAAABLs/a0Y_Jg5cods/s1600/snap_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf-ByjjYI/AAAAAAAABLs/a0Y_Jg5cods/s400/snap_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474371603794201986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf9gEW-EI/AAAAAAAABLk/1EWWdQYuclQ/s1600/snap_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf9gEW-EI/AAAAAAAABLk/1EWWdQYuclQ/s400/snap_25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474371594742069314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good at words when it comes about you &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-4971967239813843145?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4971967239813843145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4971967239813843145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4971967239813843145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4971967239813843145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/mi-angelo.html' title='Mi Angelo'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jf-_Ziy2I/AAAAAAAABME/D1kRFy7hfdQ/s72-c/snap_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7024656610958858462</id><published>2010-05-23T14:28:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T14:45:53.252+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my own brain'/><title type='text'>Comeback?</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I really wrote here. Not a while since I stopped longing for thing-or-someone who doesn't worth longing for. A while since I fell in love with my boyfriend and he keeps me to fall in love with him everyday, every single day. A while since I got accepted in the university I want, majoring the super-cool-hell-yeah Industrial Engineering. A while since I told you what happened in my days. They say, you made a journal to find out wrong things in your days. How can I make one when everything feels so blissful then?&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, starting to blog, trying to back on track, fulfil you with my thoughts, unstoppable thoughts, my infinite imagination, and daily chores. I know this may sound silly to you, but I miss typing on my laptop without running out of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, how inspired I am.&lt;br /&gt;Microblogging is one of thousand reasons why I rarely try to write. Some idea pops out everytime and when I twit, it will just go away, without any developments. I got plenty of time, nothing to do. Yeahs, unproductively happy, but something wears me out. I want to maintain this blog like I used to. Writing good things, bad things, curses, love stories, quotes, reviews, artworks, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Let me back back back on this.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, I just finished some of college thingy like looking for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kost &lt;/span&gt;and paying the fee.&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up, now I can enjoy my uh-oh long holiday... with writing. Hopefully. Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7024656610958858462?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7024656610958858462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7024656610958858462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7024656610958858462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7024656610958858462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/comeback.html' title='Comeback?'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7416030474496550108</id><published>2010-05-23T14:21:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T14:28:14.946+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><title type='text'>The Tests Speak about Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jYiF7bXhI/AAAAAAAABLc/PHRZyZGkWT8/s1600/multiple+intelligences.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jYiF7bXhI/AAAAAAAABLc/PHRZyZGkWT8/s400/multiple+intelligences.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474363427287424530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jYh0auZKI/AAAAAAAABLU/tpZpBLfp4rc/s1600/Personality+Types.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jYh0auZKI/AAAAAAAABLU/tpZpBLfp4rc/s400/Personality+Types.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474363422586856610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just click for a larger image!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rainy afternoon, nothing to do, I decided to do blogwalking. Stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://www.alandakariza.com/"&gt;Alanda Kariza's&lt;/a&gt;; Found some fun tests from &lt;a href="http://www.mypersonality.info/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just try on them :) Quite interesting! Yes, they fit me well. Agree? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7416030474496550108?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7416030474496550108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7416030474496550108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7416030474496550108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7416030474496550108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/tests-speak-about-me.html' title='The Tests Speak about Me'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_jYiF7bXhI/AAAAAAAABLc/PHRZyZGkWT8/s72-c/multiple+intelligences.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-5355011520185197518</id><published>2010-05-22T18:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T19:06:49.244+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Current Mood</title><content type='html'>You know, time when you exactly want to be the listener, watcher, and definitely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reader&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm in&lt;/span&gt;. Not that I want to be less-productive, I'm just... in the mood of being an observer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-5355011520185197518?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5355011520185197518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=5355011520185197518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5355011520185197518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/5355011520185197518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/current-mood.html' title='Current Mood'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3401504487172810016</id><published>2010-05-21T10:10:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:23:36.891+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my own brain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>In The Name of Ego</title><content type='html'>What does it take to listen to your heart?&lt;br /&gt;It can't be wrong. Ego and lust drive it to a crack. The conscience simply knows the good thing, but we somehow insist on doing the wrong thing. In the name of pride, coolness, or ego. We stick to a thing that ruins us slowly, we don't wanna hear the heart saying, we lie to what we feel, we run from reality, we choose the opposite. In the name of ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when life is as simple as going to kindergarten and finding out that the one who loves us the most is mom? Life has never changed much.&lt;br /&gt;Your mom still love you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; much. We are the one who has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's right, carry on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3401504487172810016?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3401504487172810016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3401504487172810016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3401504487172810016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3401504487172810016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-name-of-ego.html' title='In The Name of Ego'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-3837883976639412814</id><published>2010-05-19T08:35:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:39:38.138+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Snap Snap Snap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_NAwsqImGI/AAAAAAAABLM/Qc7D3tC6CgU/s1600/snap_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_NAwsqImGI/AAAAAAAABLM/Qc7D3tC6CgU/s400/snap_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472789177551067234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_NAwb7NShI/AAAAAAAABLE/w_TIXR7fyLk/s1600/snap_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_NAwb7NShI/AAAAAAAABLE/w_TIXR7fyLk/s400/snap_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472789173059275282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_NAv1K1LdI/AAAAAAAABK8/_CeJFIOHmGM/s1600/snap_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_NAv1K1LdI/AAAAAAAABK8/_CeJFIOHmGM/s400/snap_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472789162655821266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have just downloaded SNAP!.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday face. Poker face.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't taken a bath yet.&lt;br /&gt;Missing my DASR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day! &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-3837883976639412814?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/3837883976639412814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=3837883976639412814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3837883976639412814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/3837883976639412814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/snap-snap-snap.html' title='Snap Snap Snap'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S_NAwsqImGI/AAAAAAAABLM/Qc7D3tC6CgU/s72-c/snap_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-8882327150760802536</id><published>2010-05-12T20:28:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:32:40.504+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>Removed</title><content type='html'>For me, removing tag is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extremely easy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Especially yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-8882327150760802536?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/8882327150760802536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=8882327150760802536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8882327150760802536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/8882327150760802536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/removed.html' title='Removed'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-6902102543333162294</id><published>2010-05-10T14:54:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:29:51.142+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Not Paul Arden, It's Me</title><content type='html'>This is about paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First path.&lt;br /&gt;You did many hardworks to get there, tried many things, let them eat your time, recklessly enjoyed every &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;difficult &lt;/span&gt;lessons. You went there in furious, came back with glorious. But what you got ain't something you'd been dreaming of for a quite long time. You splitted. What you got was precious, but somehow you didn't feel like belong to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You worked it in no attention, you paid your life for the other path. You moved slightly, you kept coming for more but you still had the heart for the another. You moved. You got. You felt no glorious. Cause that wasn't something you would die for. That wasn't something that ever crossed your mind. You thanked God, you relieved, you didn't have to leave something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About both paths.About what those people said upon them. About your so called dreams. About your selfish aim. About your reckless target in life. About your mom. About your dad. About your boyfriend. About your own abilities. About your own talent. About things you would leave. About things you would get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you walked the days, you saw everything, every heart beat. You looked back to your aims, your reckless and easy target. You got the answer.&lt;br /&gt;And after all, those above, I don't talk about you.&lt;br /&gt;I talk about myself.&lt;br /&gt;And myself somehow got its voice. Paul Arden said, "it's not how good you are, it's how good YOU WANT TO BE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the second path. I used to not running for it, I don't ever give a wink.&lt;br /&gt;Yet it pays me serenity. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;The recklessly beyond expectation one. Oh, I forget, I love reckless things.&lt;br /&gt;And not because that's the second one, the surpriseful one, I won't be good.&lt;br /&gt;Excellence stays with those who do with heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not telling you to give your dream up and however, you will know nothing if you haven't got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You may be someone who tend to have big heart and keep chasing. I can chase, but I've already lost my passion in things I used to run for. I know this may sound horrible. You may think I'm a loser, a narrow-minded person, and not a hardworker. But I gave up on that. Not because I'm a loser, it's because I've found my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in this with no reasons. Strong feeling tells me I can be cool on that path B-)&lt;br /&gt;Bismillahirrahmanirrahiiim!&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you, me, and us.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to hearing good news from the fighters.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Btw, this is a family heritage. I'm feeling blue...err with mostly yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-6902102543333162294?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6902102543333162294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=6902102543333162294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6902102543333162294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/6902102543333162294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-paul-arden-its-me.html' title='Not Paul Arden, It&apos;s Me'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-7879265702542486142</id><published>2010-05-09T13:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:09:52.470+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Let It Die</title><content type='html'>Shattered, different angles, and grips. You lost, you're fooled.&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it too long, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just let it die&lt;/span&gt;. Sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;Build another one. Yes, build another one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-7879265702542486142?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/7879265702542486142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=7879265702542486142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7879265702542486142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/7879265702542486142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/let-it-die.html' title='Let It Die'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-2021657911175893706</id><published>2010-05-07T21:55:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:13:30.898+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adorable People'/><title type='text'>I Wish I Would Have Seen You in The Post Office</title><content type='html'>Mr. Alex Turner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QqdBgz8BI/AAAAAAAABKk/_vvH2ClYUX4/s1600/alexturner05+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QqdBgz8BI/AAAAAAAABKk/_vvH2ClYUX4/s400/alexturner05+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468542525645254674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QqcgKtv2I/AAAAAAAABKc/MltenY2l3A4/s1600/alexturner04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QqcgKtv2I/AAAAAAAABKc/MltenY2l3A4/s400/alexturner04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468542516694204258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QqcW-uefI/AAAAAAAABKU/sW_31VV76gM/s1600/alexturner03+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QqcW-uefI/AAAAAAAABKU/sW_31VV76gM/s400/alexturner03+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468542514228001266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-Qtw77gYyI/AAAAAAAABK0/7Sp8VqM4eoE/s1600/alexturner07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-Qtw77gYyI/AAAAAAAABK0/7Sp8VqM4eoE/s400/alexturner07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468546166278873890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-Qqb7_HC0I/AAAAAAAABKM/Q_56Lt_U7M4/s1600/alexturner01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-Qqb7_HC0I/AAAAAAAABKM/Q_56Lt_U7M4/s400/alexturner01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468542506981854018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QqbUEo3BI/AAAAAAAABKE/ayG1OxNVEzQ/s1600/alexturner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QqbUEo3BI/AAAAAAAABKE/ayG1OxNVEzQ/s400/alexturner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468542496267623442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QtwdGR-6I/AAAAAAAABKs/QdFBpgqWctU/s1600/alexturner06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QtwdGR-6I/AAAAAAAABKs/QdFBpgqWctU/s400/alexturner06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468546158002568098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very first love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-2021657911175893706?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2021657911175893706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=2021657911175893706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2021657911175893706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2021657911175893706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-wish-i-would-have-seen-you-in-post.html' title='I Wish I Would Have Seen You in The Post Office'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S-QqdBgz8BI/AAAAAAAABKk/_vvH2ClYUX4/s72-c/alexturner05+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-4045946580511797023</id><published>2010-05-07T14:02:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T14:05:10.719+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic Words'/><title type='text'>Quoting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"For what it's worth:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it's never  too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;There's no time limit, stop  whenever you want.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You  can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We can make the best or the worst of  it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope you make the  best of it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I hope  you see things that startle you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope you feel things you never felt before.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope you meet people with a  different point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I  hope you live a life you're proud of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength  to start all over again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt;, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&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/1750410558044006742-4045946580511797023?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4045946580511797023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=4045946580511797023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4045946580511797023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/4045946580511797023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/quoting.html' title='Quoting'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-2756129606615722623</id><published>2010-05-04T09:05:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T10:12:00.039+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Blahblahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Dear Istina,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S9-QJMhTvzI/AAAAAAAABJw/u9mf5zyWP_g/s1600/birthday+wishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S9-QJMhTvzI/AAAAAAAABJw/u9mf5zyWP_g/s400/birthday+wishes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467246960305225522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, STAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;image courtesy : torik danumaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-2756129606615722623?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2756129606615722623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=2756129606615722623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2756129606615722623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/2756129606615722623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-istina.html' title='Dear Istina,'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0W8xRXMD3LE/S9-QJMhTvzI/AAAAAAAABJw/u9mf5zyWP_g/s72-c/birthday+wishes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1750410558044006742.post-706539271130662844</id><published>2010-04-29T21:50:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:56:37.349+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>My Favourite Ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Cinta pertamaku pada A Ling menimbulkan perasaan seperti aku baru pandai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;naik sepeda. Ia seperti kembang api, seperti pasar malam, seperti lebaran. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cintanya mengajakku menulis puisi. Cintanya adalah sastra."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Lain hal pada Katya, Ikal mendeskripsikan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  "Cinta pada Katya adalah chemistry. Cintanya memancing caudate nucleus dari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sudut-sudut gelap otak, menyalakan dopamin pengundang resiko-resiko moral, dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;memantik simpul-simpul saraf yang mengobarkan ide-ide platonik."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edensor&lt;/span&gt; - Andrea Hirata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1750410558044006742-706539271130662844?l=partiningrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/feeds/706539271130662844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1750410558044006742&amp;postID=706539271130662844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/706539271130662844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1750410558044006742/posts/default/706539271130662844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://partiningrum.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-favourite-ones.html' title='My Favourite Ones'/><author><name>Ferinda P Lestari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632425443397644296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgrQWQGCuFE/TxujkQO5G3I/AAAAAAAABVo/IMkV6Qx-TCE/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B12-24-11%2Bat%2B7.55%2BPM%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
