<?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-1787435734824556710</id><updated>2011-07-28T08:58:30.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy of 'a' Gyoza</title><subtitle type='html'>it's not al about life, it's a "grey"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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for that 2 items^^,,,, thanks thank,, even one of it it just a very sweet dream that just has been ended..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;taun ini cuma .. aku pengen jadi cewe paling beruntung sedunia dan jadi orang yang sangat bahagia.. puny keluarga yang ngga suka ngeluh lagi dan penuh suka cita.. diamana setiap harinya hanya ada syukur. aku pengen setiap hari-hari kami menyenangkan, penuh tawa suka cita.. lalu aku pengen orang-orang yang aku sayang juga bahagia, juga tetap bisa keep contact sama mereka, kompak bersama-sama sebagai teman :). aku ga ingin kehilangan teman lagi.. walaupun teman tersebut punya "sejarah" denganku..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dear santa, aku ngga mau lagi ada peperangan.. aku ga mau lagi ada yang beda-bedain antar agama, suku, ras, dan gender.. aku ingin kita semua bersatu sebagai universal,, aku ingin orang -orang yang seperti itu sadar kalo kita semua di hadapan Tuhan itu sama..aku ingin tidak ada lagi kelas dan perpecahan di sekitarku..aku ingin kami semua berubah dan menerima kai apa adanya..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ketiga santa, aku ingin segala roject dan usaha lancar dan kebahagiann dalamkesunguhan menjalaninya..  fisik yang kuat.. dn semanat yang tidak menyerahh. aku ingin supaya tidak ada lagi kejenuhan dan keluhan.. aku ingin segala pekerjaan kami semua menyenangkan :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;terimakasih santa,, setidaknya semoga tidak ada kata terlambat untuk ini.. my christmas wishes :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-5687412841662809802?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/5687412841662809802/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/12/renungan-natalku-sendiri.html#comment-form' title='0 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the same roof</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;the day of crowd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in silence orner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you were sitting alone in bar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cigar on your finger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;smoke blowingup n become clear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chitchiat to have fun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;those serious conversation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like kid n dad bound&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seem to be pleasant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;quiet smile after gone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the never vanished moment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;voice that told me nicely&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"you're too kind,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to be monster who eat pines"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here i sit under the same roof&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just like a year ago&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;without same smell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from cigar u breathe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dedicated to my "second dad", even he makes me dissappointed, i miss him,, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-5185062052096331870?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/5185062052096331870/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/12/under-same-roof.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/5185062052096331870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/5185062052096331870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/12/under-same-roof.html' title='under the same roof'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-9076209495500971775</id><published>2009-12-18T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:57:36.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day that never vanish</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the first time i met you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;strange place without any prepare&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;with each needs come to each minds&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;strange kindness given&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;we start to be friend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you told me to sleep everynite&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;even mom never care about my time&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;another strange care given&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i denied, but you asked why&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i ran n annoyed but you still there&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;dear my friend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanished&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;when you became vanished&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;a pretty girl beside you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;anyway, thanks for helping me in my job&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i win the competition after your critique&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i texted you n got shot reply&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanished&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you add me once more in fb&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i was confused&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but, okay, maybe you forgot that you had removed me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;hi there friend!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;my friend use my id&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;and tell you 'i miss you' just for kidding&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i was panic, n said 'it was my friend'&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you just laugh there&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;then we start to have fun chit n chat&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you asked me to go out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;just two of us&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;your are stranger for me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;unfortunately mom n dad allowed me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;uh oh what should i do with this stranger?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you sat in front of me,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;talking about yourself&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;with nice smile n jokes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;we laugh together&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you are in the field that i wanna to be&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you are so creative and funny&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i told my stories to, not too much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;coz you still a stranger for me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;just a relation for networking&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but you saw me deeply when i spoke&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you saw me deeply when i read books&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i think you are a nice friend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but why i felt hard to breathe?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you appear in my campuss suddently&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;in the night with black mickeymouse shirt&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;so nice n cute that moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i was confused why you do this&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you told about yourself again that moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;nice to hear anything about you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you offered a ride to home&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i denied coz my dad waiting for me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;we were having chit n chat all night long&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;having sharingn jokes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you asked for my day n reminded me to sleep&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you waited for me going sleep first when i did my duties&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;a nice offer you made&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;a nice friend take care me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you are so busy that moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;to chase you dream n duty&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you are not in a good mood n so tired&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i prayed for your success&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;for my bestfriend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the first time you said that 'i miss you'&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;n i just said 'i think i miss you'&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you called me n want to see me before i go&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;going far far away from home&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you called my with you dad's number&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;coz you didn't have anymore pulse&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you know what? that very nice to hear your voice&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you told me that you really want to see me before i go&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;and asked me if there is any time left to see me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;why you do this so far?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you are just a virtual friend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i feel weird, heart can't stop beating&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;yes i really wanna see you at the moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but i still stay cool&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;we didn't met each other that moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i dreamt about you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you came there in some place near me that moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;n smile to me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i started to think why i always think about you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;what did you doing that moment?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;was you alright? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i had chit chat with you that moent&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you said that you are waiting for me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;and the second you said i miss you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you know what, i really wanna hug you that moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;what kind of feeling like that?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but i still stay cool n told you jokes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;n i didn't forget the photos you want&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i arrive at home n feel tired&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;called you the next day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you said why i didn't call me before&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;coz you want to fetch me from airport&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;then you ask me to go&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;just two of us..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you said that you miss me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;"i miss you too", this word i kept inside my heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;n stay cool&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;that day you met dad for first time&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you were scold by dad&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but you didn't step back&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the days after itu you still came to my house&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you come to my birthday party&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;we were having this party just two of us&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you know what? it's just like the best moment in my life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i wonder if we can go along togerther like that moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but i stayed cool&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;had chit chat, jokes, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;ou laugh, what a pretty smile&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;just like sunshine&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you took some pictures of me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;while i was not in the best outfit :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you came to my house&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;with tired face&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i really want to give you drink&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but you were fasting that moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;having chit n chat, watching anime toether&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you said that i'm so serious watching it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;n we talked about something i still thinkin' of it till now&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;asking myself, is that true?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you grab my hands suddently&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;in the darkness n tell me to calm down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you seem so surprise what you were doing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;loose my hands suddently&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;n look to another place&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i kept staying cool&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but i felt y heartbeat&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;it's warm you know&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you gave me present&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you said that i'm a pretty girl who fit with that present&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;that so nice,, but i felt guilty to say that was cute&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;coz it's just like spending your money for me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;okay i'll keep silent from now..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i really like that present anyway,, i often wear it to campuss&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i bought a new cam&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;everyday you asked me to see my face&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;sometimes you called me &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;twice you asked me to sing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i didn't know what's inside your mind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;this childlike voice you said that it's sounds good&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you said my dowdily face is beautiful&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i didn't understand, ohh crap...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i stay cool every you said it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but i felt happy anyway&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;my friend searching for a designer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;and i called you,, then they accept you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i really glad,,,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you know what? i can't sleep that day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i can give something to you that really worthed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you give me you drawings&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the polar bear,, that simbolize me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;I really glad of it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you start to be soo busy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you beef about your body and tired&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;rarely to contact me.. i feel alone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;yeah somehow, i feel alone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but i feel somekindda hurt or something &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;when you write that you're so sad, you are so tired, you really need someone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i wanna be there to cheer you up, i wanna be there to help you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but you denied, it's okay..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;that nite.. some nites, i prayed to God&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;God what is this? is this love? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;God, i can't be there for him.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;please deliver my care n love from another person who can reach him&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Amin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the that that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;I dreamt about you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;You were working with baut inside my room&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;You sit on my chair, ding job&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;N I sleep beside you on my bed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;I grab your hand coz I was afraid to lost you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;You just smiled to me n put my hand on your jeans&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Then you continued to work&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;I closed my eyes&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;But when I wake up, I can’t find you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;its just like you are gone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you never buzz, or texted me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i have to adapt with this situation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i felt jealous with your friends&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;coz they can meet you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;it's my humanity,, actually maybe God has givne you something from them&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;just like imy preayer..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thanks God&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you change your status&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you already in relationship with that lucky girl&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;maybe this is od's answer &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;to give you someone who an give freely&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;i congratz you but you&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;didn’t say thanks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;that’s not kindda your personality not saying thanks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;one day you buzz me again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;n said I’m pretty&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;in my new photos&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you saw me n my friend photo too&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;I ddn’t understand… maybe you are just too kind with girls&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Maybe &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it’s just my fault to have feeling with you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;You just give question marks n smileys when I told you about that&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;I was confuse, I don’t know,, maybe I should leave&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;The day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Finally I told this story to one of my friend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;N she told me that you had ever tried to get close with me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;I smiled when she told me that&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Actually I was jealous with her coz she had been met you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Wel I mnever feel jealousy about having someone, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but I really want to meet you &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;too&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;Thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;The day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you couldn’t met me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you sai sorry and give me rose&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;another rose, but it’s red..not&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;white&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;my ex hv ever do that,,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;gave me white rose to me then leave me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;but thank you for the rose..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;at least you feel sorry&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;at least to respect me’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;it’s okay I understand your situation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;maybe if God allows us to meet again,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;we can meet each other&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;the day that never vanish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;is the day with you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;thank you for appeare in &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;my life…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;you are a precious friend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;-----------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;terlalu realistis bahasanya.. jarang2 gw gini,, outta my style&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;tapi pengen nulis isi otak gw aja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-9076209495500971775?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/9076209495500971775/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-that-never-vanish.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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carer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;challenge i must pass over&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so tired, close my eyes n faith&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are running in same path&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sky is so wide over you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;real worl is wathing for long time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nomatter how hard world you get&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;angels always watching&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;would you mind?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm staying here all the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;looking at yellow smile icon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;claim me as paparazi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it just like otherworld&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;where big wall within&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;616 metress, just cut it out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let's preted it's all going so fine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let's be just peple meet in one room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sunflower alwyas see sunshine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even night come, it always stan up to the sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what if you never knew i'm exist&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what if what we're going thru&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just a euphoria a day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what if it just imagination&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if only i could reach your shadow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you mind?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i' wishing upon blue sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as i logged on my windows&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hopping you not to drop by&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;withou any goodbye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even wall within&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;616 metres, just cut it out !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;turn on my gadget, world of connectin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;616metres doesn't matter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just like a metre close..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;would you mind?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm staying here all the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;looking at yellow smile icon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;claim me as paparazi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it just like otherworld&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;where big wall within&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;616 metress, just cut it out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you mind?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i' wishing upon blue sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as i logged on my windows&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hopping you not to drop by&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;withou any goodbye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even wall within&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;616 metres, just cut it out !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i can't be romantic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just story of lunatic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's a message behind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope you're the detective&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20% done&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;by: Yutaria Ginsu &amp;amp; Gyoza Dagi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;final nya + jadinya + penjelasan lanjut tunggu tangal mainnya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-7649019004591508118</id><published>2009-12-11T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:29:37.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fragile</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;here the round moon, time to go haunt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;keep my blanket comfort like shadow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like umbrella that keep my body outta sun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's burning hurt, i'm in fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what does eternity mean?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hide in comfort shadow, stand in own feet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no way to run from this box&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;trapped in peace not rest in peace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's start to change&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;glass of heineken into drop of blood&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lick it to survive now n then&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in this calm eternity, i miss the light&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;walking up this morning, believe in my step&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the day that i miss, the light&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;step into bright, crash this shape into puzzle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fly fly away to the sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let me near to the shine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's about a vampire who really sucks w/ his life as vampire. he miss his life as human.. actually he miss the shine of sunsine. but everytime he got outside at noon,, it feels hurt,,on day he got out,, he burn into dust n fly u to the sky as he wish,, to be near to the sun,,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ada hidden meaning seh,,, haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-7649019004591508118?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/7649019004591508118/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/12/fragile.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/7649019004591508118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/7649019004591508118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/12/fragile.html' title='fragile'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-3257608387352798260</id><published>2009-11-19T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:47:42.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>conversation with my 13 years olf self -Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Conversations with my thirteen year old self&lt;br /&gt;Conversations with my thirteen year old self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're angry&lt;br /&gt;I know this&lt;br /&gt;The world couldn't care less&lt;br /&gt;You're lonely&lt;br /&gt;I feel this&lt;br /&gt;And you wish you were the best&lt;br /&gt;No teachers&lt;br /&gt;Or guidance&lt;br /&gt;And you always walk alone&lt;br /&gt;You're crying&lt;br /&gt;At night when&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else is home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come over here and let me hold your hand and hug you darling&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that it won't always feel this bad&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I want to say to you&lt;br /&gt;You're the girl I used to be&lt;br /&gt;You little heartbroken thirteen year old me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laughing&lt;br /&gt;But you're hiding&lt;br /&gt;God I know that trick too well&lt;br /&gt;You forget&lt;br /&gt;That I've been you&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm just the shell&lt;br /&gt;I promise&lt;br /&gt;I love you and&lt;br /&gt;Everything will work out fine&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to&lt;br /&gt;Grow up yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh just give it some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain you feel is real you're not asleep but it's a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;But you can wake up anytime&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't lose your passion or the fighter that's inside of you&lt;br /&gt;You're the girl I used to be&lt;br /&gt;The pissed off complicated thirteen year old me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversations with my thirteen year old self&lt;br /&gt;Conversations with my thirteen year old self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish you well oh&lt;br /&gt;I wish you well&lt;br /&gt;Little girl&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;I wish you well&lt;br /&gt;Little girl&lt;br /&gt;I wish you well&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;My little thirteen year old me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i found this song among all songs in my ipod. n it's really touching.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-3257608387352798260?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/3257608387352798260/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-7163453288325518813</id><published>2009-11-18T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:41:19.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus.... can You hear my whisper ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;everytime. i ust.. duno.. it's complicated to say Jesus.. there's many things i cant handle w/ myself.. not only college..my job..my life..my feelings.. this year is a very complicated year Jesus.. next month is your birthday.. uh Jesus.. please don't leave us.. i can't explain w/ human words.. bu i believe You are understand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-7163453288325518813?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-6336804081966710469</id><published>2009-11-06T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:07:23.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jump and fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it's a new day after rain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the day when i step back just like century ago&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the day when i walk facing the sun with wind blowing my hair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this feeling the strange to back then&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's a day after tomorow &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when the story end&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let us create new story each&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;walking in path to heaven by own feet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it can't see the sun but shine keeps glare&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dazzled the sky where i dream about&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fly, dance, freedom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;throw away hubhu things inside my head&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's a new day when i scream and jump&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;forget those fucking fool things and start a new day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wash this bloody hand clean out the pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;coz i need .... to fly away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-6336804081966710469?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/6336804081966710469/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/11/jump-and-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/6336804081966710469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/6336804081966710469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/11/jump-and-fly.html' title='jump and fly'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-7722029370384830998</id><published>2009-10-26T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:35:55.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hidup ini hanya 3 hari</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(i read it somewhere,, it's inspirable!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yang pertama;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kemarin. (PAST)&lt;br /&gt;Anda tak bisa mengubah apa pun yang telah terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;Anda tak bisa menarik perkataan yang telah terucapkan.&lt;br /&gt;Anda tak mungkin lagi menghapus kesalahan;dan mengulangi kegembiraan yang&lt;br /&gt;anda rasakan kemarin.&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan hari kemarin lewat; lepaskan saja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang kedua:&lt;br /&gt;Hari esok. (FUTURE)&lt;br /&gt;Hingga mentari esok hari terbit,&lt;br /&gt;Anda tak tahu apa yang akan terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;Anda tak bisa melakukan apa-apa esok har.&lt;br /&gt;Anda tak mungkin sedih atau ceria di esok hari.&lt;br /&gt;Esok hari belum tiba; biarkan saja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang tersisa kini hanyalah :&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini. (PRESENT)&lt;br /&gt;Pintu masa lalu telah tertutup;&lt;br /&gt;Pintu masa depan pun belum tiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pusatkan saja diri anda untuk hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anda dapat mengerjakan lebih banyak hal hari ini bila anda mampu memaafkan&lt;br /&gt;hari kemarin dan melepaskan ketakutan akan esok hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hiduplah hari ini. Karena, masa lalu dan masa depan hanyalah permainan&lt;br /&gt;pikiran yang rumit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hiduplah apa adanya. Karena yang ada hanyalah hari ini; hari ini yang&lt;br /&gt;abadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perlakukan setiap orang dengan kebaikan hati dan rasa hormat, meski mereka&lt;br /&gt;berlaku buruk pada anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cintailalah seseorang sepenuh hati hari ini,karena mungkin besok cerita sudah berganti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ingatlah bahwa anda menunjkkan penghargaan pada orang lainbkan karena siapa mereka tetapi karena siapakah diri anda sendiri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jadi, teman, jangan biarka masa lalu mengekangmu atau masa depan membuatmu bingung,lakukanlah yang terbaik HARI II  dan lakukan SEKARANG JUGA !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-7722029370384830998?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/7722029370384830998/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-3371013860881412694</id><published>2009-10-26T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T07:49:48.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a piece of cake and candle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;a piece of cake and candle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;put in front of her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she smiled and played with the fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ready to burn her finger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a miror in front of her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;put nicely face her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to see streight herself like twins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she smiled softly to the shadow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this shadow she smiled and say "happy birthday"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at least only her for her this night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dark night with one candle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then she blew up the candle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it became dark..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she slosed her eyes pretend as if nowhere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with yellow crowd saying Happy b'day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;givin warmth for this precious day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's better for imagination at least&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;her brain never goes to dark...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a piece of cake and candle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for you,  shadow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;paling sedih kalau ulang tahun ga ada siapa2.. ga ada yang ada di depan lo phisically,,sendiri,, yeah,, my 18th b'day seems to be like that,, gw ngerayain itu sendiri di resto ramen deket tempat les gw. ga ada sms satu pun..ga ada telpon satupun.. akhirnya gw taro sumpit dan bikin bentuk orang depan gw sendiri dan cermi,, lalu bilang ke diri gw sendiri "happy b'day gyoza..current wish for you is to be strong walking by your own feet..".. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;umur 19 taun.. at least ortu dan broderwick yang inget,, gw nangis dan nolak buat ngerayain ultah gw..dan umur 20 taun gw terharu.. banyak bgt yang ucapin gw selamat ulang tahun.. :),,bahkan gw bisa ultah di 'sana' dan sama2 org y berharga buat gw..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wonder somehow,, ketika gw bikin party ada yg mo dateng.. gw sedih setiap kali gw ngajak temen2 gw ngumpul,, ke rumah gw,, ato entah makan dimana,, entah ketemu dimana, semua beakhir akhirnya gw yg makan sendiri.. beberapa saat ini hal seperti ini terus menerus terjadi..gw ngerti si alesan mereka..gpp..but,, it just like my 18th b'day replayed,,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-3371013860881412694?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes, telling me lies&lt;br /&gt;And making me find myself&lt;br /&gt;While you have your agenda, a life to pursue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please,&lt;br /&gt;Let me be free from you.&lt;br /&gt;And please, let me be free&lt;br /&gt;I can face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind to all of your colors&lt;br /&gt;That used to be rainbow then&lt;br /&gt;My eyes, where did they go to?&lt;br /&gt;Why disappear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be all alone&lt;br /&gt;I never got through your disguise&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just go, and face all my fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please,&lt;br /&gt;Let me be free from you&lt;br /&gt;And please, let me be free&lt;br /&gt;I can face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put down your world&lt;br /&gt;Just for one night&lt;br /&gt;Pick me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please,&lt;br /&gt;Let me be free from you&lt;br /&gt;And please, let me be free&lt;br /&gt;I can face the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya Tuhan.. n gw penasaran cerita dibalik ni lagu,, tadinya gw pikir,, wow dalem bgt masalah konflik batin gw masuk PMBS instead FSRD ITB,, trus dimana kaya "please let me be free.. i can face the truth"nya itu pas..oh dalemm,, tapi ternyata..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ceritanya begini:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is in love with a girl, but she obviously does not love him back and/or is taken. He can tell that she doesn't love him, but he has fallen too deep for her. He now realizes that he has to move on with his life, and is asking her to release the hold that she possesses over him. He is basically saying that he loves her, but he will survive if she doesn't love him back, but he just really needs to move on. &lt;/em&gt;(http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/s/secondhand_serenade/pretend.html)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oke. uh.. lagu putus cinta,, weqz,, tapi gw artiinya beda aja seh,, -_-",&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cuma ref nya itu dalem siii,, "please let me be free...." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-6876311216079084705?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/6876311216079084705/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/10/pretend-secondhand-serenade.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my own chair&lt;br /&gt;looking up through the window&lt;br /&gt;it has been long time i don't do this..&lt;br /&gt;i feel satisfy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the sunshine shinning too far far away&lt;br /&gt;feel the warmth,, thank you,, sunshine still exist&lt;br /&gt;see the dark cloud come up&lt;br /&gt;smell the wet earth,, thank you it's calming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day when i stand&lt;br /&gt;the day when i start again&lt;br /&gt;will be the nice day to believe&lt;br /&gt;that i am strong enough to die&lt;br /&gt;kill myself for the start of new day&lt;br /&gt;then i walk along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there won't be any cry&lt;br /&gt;won't be any die&lt;br /&gt;won't be loved and fly&lt;br /&gt;won't be hated anyway&lt;br /&gt;tomorow will be so bright&lt;br /&gt;close this all, smile strong&lt;br /&gt;and walk along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspirated by "single and happy",,  love that song XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-2647393206921291859</id><published>2009-10-19T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:58:25.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunflower's tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sunflower dried coz too much see sunshine&lt;br /&gt;but the root is getting deeper and deer&lt;br /&gt;hear the wind blows it's face&lt;br /&gt;break the shield of catastrophe of the cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sunflower getting weak but still look above&lt;br /&gt;where the sun stands&lt;br /&gt;sunflower can't speak or even fly to the sun&lt;br /&gt;but sunflower is yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even if sunflower dies, the seed will grow up nice&lt;br /&gt;better and better&lt;br /&gt;maybe today is the end of its life&lt;br /&gt;it's the death of the yellow&lt;br /&gt;break the jail of mellow&lt;br /&gt;no more expected low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this silent smile for the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;keeps for hundreds year&lt;br /&gt;this why sunflower loves sunshine&lt;br /&gt;even it sunshines denied bu sunflower keep standing&lt;br /&gt;till it dies,, when it dies,, we never know when it might grow&lt;br /&gt;God knows&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;inspirated by "perih" nya vierra,, soulnya lagi kenaa bgt &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-2647393206921291859?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-6428941508927927514</id><published>2009-10-19T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:15:16.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nightmare (revise)</title><content type='html'>this happened again..&lt;br /&gt;the dream that appeare in same concept,,&lt;br /&gt;this empty room..&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing inside but you and i&lt;br /&gt;you stand backward me&lt;br /&gt;then i run n turn back my face..&lt;br /&gt;but you are not there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you run from me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not monster.. please don't leave me alone,,&lt;br /&gt;coz there is only you n i in this darkness&lt;br /&gt;i try to reach your shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;but you are disappeare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the bottom inside of mind&lt;br /&gt;is dream everynite,,&lt;br /&gt;how come even in dream &lt;br /&gt;i keep alone&lt;br /&gt;its enough to feel alone&lt;br /&gt;it's sucks to see this darkness sky&lt;br /&gt;i run towards you, hoping it's all okay if i reach you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but you run from me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not monster.. please don't leave me alone,,&lt;br /&gt;coz there is only you n i in this darkness&lt;br /&gt;i try to reach your shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;but you are disappeare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;enough to be monster&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you what wrong in this sky&lt;br /&gt;why sky is always dark &lt;br /&gt;why it's only me under this dark sky&lt;br /&gt;hope sunshine shines even in dream&lt;br /&gt;at least it can be better than reality&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i run towards you, hoping it's all okay if i reach you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;buat adit,, gw coba memperbanyak isinya,,biar aga enak digarapnya,, klo terlalu singkat kan aga rebek ja,,haha lagi emo ya kau nak,,kalo ada yg mau lo ubah kata2nya boleh2 aja.. biar pass,,hehehe,, klo misalnya biiikin PV asik bgt tonenya B/W gt trus di endingnya baru colournya muncull,, trus lokasinya asiknya di pantai2 gitu,,jiaaaa uda imajinasi macem2 hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-6428941508927927514?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/6428941508927927514/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/10/nightmare-revise.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/6428941508927927514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/6428941508927927514'/><link 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with this sword&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;coz after you die, i believe the birth of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are so precious to die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this life will take granted&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sword, sharp, hurt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but it will finish after the recovery&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the reality i kept&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you have to know &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;honesty for you....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;who say i never let you go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are always in my heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;coz you are precious to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even this hurt... i told it to you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the honest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for my bestfriend..sorry gw mau jujur aja sama elo,, gw cuma pengen elo berubah jadi lebih baik lagi.. bukan buat cuma gw..tapi buat lo dan org2 yang lo sayangi.. kalo gw ngga sayang sama lo gw bakal diem aja dan biarin lo terus seperti itu.. berubahlah selagi lo bisa sobat...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-1048682296644955449?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/1048682296644955449/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-sword-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/1048682296644955449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/1048682296644955449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-sword-for-you.html' title='this sword for you'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-8248920859622468641</id><published>2009-10-18T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:46:29.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terngiang2 di kepala gw</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;lagi tergiang2 di kepala gw lagunya Billy Joel "just the way you are",,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jumat lalu gw jalan sama manda ma otink makna pasta di kemang (namanya tempatnya apa ga apall,, ),, trus ada ini lagu.. awalnya cuma kaya ,, hmm familiar dehh,,kayanya nilagu familiar abiss,,gw tanya sama manda "eh mand judulnya apa?". manda bilang, "apa ya lupa gw,, klo ga salah i love yu just the way you are ato apalahh".. ga tw napa gw ngeraa familiar sama tu lagu kaya gw denger tuh lagu langsung memoery gw stick sama satu orang (ada deehh),,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gw perhatiiin lyricsnya.. hmm tw ah kali gw blushing sendiri dengernya,, haha dasar gyo XD,, tapi sii dari nada n lyrics,, ajib ga tw napa gw jadi suka ni lagi,, hmm gw search di google gini lyricsnya: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont go changing, to try and please me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never let me down before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont imagine youre too familiar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I dont see you anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wouldnt leave you in times of trouble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;We never could have come this far&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I took the good times, Ill take the bad times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ill take you just the way you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont go trying some new fashion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont change the color of your hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;You always have my unspoken passion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although I might not seem to care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont want clever conversation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never want to work that hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want someone that I can talk to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you just the way you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to know that you will always be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The same old someone that I knew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;What will it take till you believe in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way that I believe in you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said I love you and thats forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this I promise from the heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could not love you any better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you just the way you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what i got: you dont' have to change yourself.. just be yourself..you're already beautiful w/ those outfit,,unique personality, you don't have to change,,i love u just the way you are.. beuh!! ajibb,, what an innocent pretty words!!^^ --&gt; ktauan narsis kau gyo XD,,, tapi bener deh,, dari kmaren gw ga bisa matiin ni lagu di otak gw,, the next theme after 21guns,,haahaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi bener deh entah napa tuh lagu famliiar bgt..gw dari kmaren muter otak,, inget2 tuh lagu kaya ada memory tt something tapi astaga apaa yaa,, kaya ada yg miss di hidup gw,, something/someone/somewhat yg penting......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-8248920859622468641?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/8248920859622468641/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/10/terngiang2-di-kepala-gw.html#comment-form' title='0 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Tuhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;manusia itu lemah, sakit. kadang manusia tidak merasa dirinya lemah. tapi lihatlah dalam diri kalian. kalian butuh pegangan. itulah mengapa Tuhan muncul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku percaya Tuhan itu satu. Aku percaya bahwa sebenarnya semuanya. kristen, islam, hindu,budha, lainya berdoa pada Tuhan yang sama. hanya dengan cara berbeda. namun mengapa berbeda-beda? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aku percaya Tuhan mncul pada daerah yang berbeda. sejarah yang berbeda, culture yang berbeda di setiap tempat. setiap suku di daerah yang berbeda-beda mengadopsinya juga sesuai dengan culture sendiri,, itulah mengapa agama lahir. menurutku Tuhan turun ke dunia berupa Yesus anakNya sendiri, membimbing Muhammad SAW sebagai utusanNya, memberi pencerahan pada Sidhartha Gautama, membangun,memelihara,menghancurkan seperti ketiga Dewa yang dipercaya umat Hindu. semuanya menjadi berbeda karena culture dan beradaptasi dengan lingkungan yang ada.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku percaya Tuhan itu satu. kita semua berdoa pada tujuan yang sama. aku ingat entah di ayat mana di alkitabyang mengajarkan kita percaya seperti anak yang lugu pada Tuhan (karena seringkai manusia mempertanyakan Tuhan). yeah aku tidak hafal titik koma,, tapi intinya begitu.. sekarang yang menjadi masalah adalah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kenapa jika memang tujuannya sama kita semua saling membeda-bedakan. bahkan saling memusuhi.. tidak semua,, tapi terkadang untuk beberapa orang iya.. hentikan perang ini.. hentikan perbedaan ini.. karena sesunguhnya inilah titik temu kita semua : Tuhan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ini pemikiranku saja.. aku sudah memikirkan hal ini sejak beberapa tahun yang lalu. selama ini kukira hanya aku yang berpikir demikian.. tapi Jumat kemaren  ini (err sekarang tanggal berapa yaa? yea liat aja di tanggalan postingan aku), aku jalan2 bertiga sama temenku. salah satu temenku itu punya temen deket. temen deketnya dia itu (katanya) memiliki talenta untuk mendoakan orang dan sngat dekat dengan Tuhan. ia dapat berkomunikasi dengan Bunda Maria. dan ternyata ia melihat dengan mata kepalanya sendiri bahwa Tuha itu satu. dan semuanya yag seperti gw ikirkan selama ii itu ternyata benar.. yeaa ada pangalamannya gitu sii,, aku belu dengen lengkapnya gimana baru sepotong2,, tapi entahlah aku percaya.. at least.. whatever.. pada intinya.. tetapalah berdoa pada Tuhan.. percayalah bahwa Dia itu ada buat kita apapun agama dan budaya anda.. 1 kata yang Tuhan ajarkan yaitu : &lt;strong&gt;cinta kasih&lt;/strong&gt;.  itulah yang harus dipegang teguh.. hentikan peperangan ini.. jangan aneh2 menafsirkan.. inget dua kata itu deh:  &lt;strong&gt;cinta kasih.. &lt;/strong&gt;aku percaya dunia akan damai jika semua orang saling mengasihi :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stop the war.. stop the different..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maaf kalau postinganku kali ini mungkin bisa mengundang perdebatan.. tapi inilah yang aku pikir, dan percaya. Just sharing my mind.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-4649037618884358604?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/4649037618884358604/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/10/tentang-tuhan.html#comment-form' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/4649037618884358604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/4649037618884358604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/10/tentang-tuhan.html' title='Tentang Tuhan'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-3532116233583593686</id><published>2009-10-10T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:11:45.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nyanyian untuk diriku</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;kemarin aku bisa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kenapa sekarang aku tidak bisa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;itulah akhibatna kalau masuk terlalu dalam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ya... berjalanlah dengan kakimu sendiri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;karena tidak ada orang yang bisa seratus persen menyertaimu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;walau hanya spirit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ada sih tiga&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi.. pikir2 kenapa berharap lebih sih&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kalau tiga sosok itu benar2 menyertaimu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kamu itu kuat yo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tersenyu pada dunia dan pancarkanlah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;timbun semua kegelapan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kamu pasti bisa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;karena kamu sebenarnya begitu bersinar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;selamanya kamu tidak akan mati&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kamu akan melangkah tak gentar bersamaNya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;walau merasa sorang diri &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi bersyukurlah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;walau "hope" tidak ada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi tetaplah dengan "faith"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tiba2 ipod gw ke shuffle "take a bow-rihanna"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;passss bgttt,, yeah!! (ga 100% si),, tapi ni lagu slalu muncul klo keadaannya sama kaya gini&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sial,, hahahahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;o iya,, ktawa aja yo! smua pasti beres klo lo ktawa :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-3532116233583593686?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/3532116233583593686/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/10/nyanyian-untuk-diriku.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/3532116233583593686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/3532116233583593686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/10/nyanyian-untuk-diriku.html' title='nyanyian untuk diriku'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-7828308083489142729</id><published>2009-09-28T06:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:33:27.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody "foolish" valentine hidden edition</title><content type='html'>yap lupa deh,, waktu pulang dari gedebage masi ada waktu,,&lt;br /&gt;jadi waktu itu kita balik ke dago,, ke kosan laura,, ternyata cepet banget!! dibandingin sama pas berangkatnya sekitar 2-3jam,, pulangnya cuma stengah jem ada,, bujuddd,,, kayanya beneran sala naek ngkot neh,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yap menunggu sore,, kita yang (tadinya tapi batal) ke dago pakar,,menunggu sore,, nah keliling2 lah si turis gyo dan si pemandu laura,,&lt;br /&gt;laura: di sebelah kiri ada bla bla bla,, i sebelah kana ada ba bla bla,, (mantep deh,, klo kuliah perhotelan cummalaude kali,,hhihi)&lt;br /&gt;gyo: *celingak celinguk kiri kana,, akhirnya mutusin "yaudah sini ajah deh!,, (nunjuk yg paling deket,,)&lt;br /&gt;sebelum masup ke tuh outlet,,foto2 dolo di depnnya,, haha dasar turis,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yap gitu maasup gyo si anak jakarte udah kaya sapi lepas,,ya gimana gak,, ini deh ciri khas bandung,, harga bajunya stengah harganya jakarta,, bujudd,, kaos batman yg bahanya bgus gitu cuma 35ribu,, klo di jakarta bahan kaya gitu sekitar 70-80ribuan,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si laura yg hobi shopping pun milih2 baju buanyakk, gyo juga,,&lt;br /&gt;sbenernya cuma mw bli satu-dua tai ngambil bajunya sampe 10,, maklum ni anak bisnis yg aga2 pelit masalah duit dan anak kosan yg jaga2 duit bgt,, maka kita menanamkan prinsi,, "yang penting pernah pake walaupun ngga punya",,haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ituh belasan baju dengan mode aneh2 dari gaun sampe kaos dibawalah kita ke fitting room,, ada tiga fitting room,, kita masuk yang di tengah,, nah mission start!&lt;br /&gt;satu2 baju dicobain dipake trus gaya2 depan kaca- trus foto2- trus ganti baju lagi- trus gaya2- trus foto,,dengan riang gembira kami melakukan ituh,,stengah jem lebih ada kali kita di fitting room,,, trus tiba2,,&lt;br /&gt;DOK DOK DOK,, dari sebelah igedor-gedor,,&lt;br /&gt;awalnya kita masi cuek,, lama2 DOK DOK DOK DOK,, makn sadis bunyinya,,&lt;br /&gt;muka laura udah pucet,,trus gyo pura2 ngomong keras2 "duhhh kayanya ga cocok dehhhh" trus masi ganti2 lagi trus ngomong hal yang sama,, maunya ngeles,,&lt;br /&gt;tapi akhirnya kita ga enak trus buru2 pake baju awal trus kluar,,&lt;br /&gt;mbak2 karyawannya udah melotot,,&lt;br /&gt;parahh&lt;br /&gt;parahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi masi blom kapok,, gyo ma laura balikin baju trus ngmbil baju lagi,, kali ini beneran alim,,tuh baju yang diambil beneran emang niat pengen dibeli,, manusiawilah,, kita bawa 5, tru maunya diseleksi jadi 3,, 2 buat gyo,, 1 buat laura,,&lt;br /&gt;nah tapi sama aje,,coba-pake-gaya2-foto2-ganti-coba-pake,, dan seterusnya,, waktu itu kita pake fitting room yg di pingirkrena yg di tengah isi orang,, trus tiba2&lt;br /&gt;DOK DOK DOK,,, tuh bunyi muncul lagi,, ternyata...&lt;br /&gt;TERNYATA!,,, ituh bunyi dari gantungan baju yg kesenggol gyo kena ke tembok kayu,, emang gede banget,, kay bunyi pintu digedor2,, dan rupanya di sebela kita tadi emang ada orang dan orang yang make fitting room disebelah kita itu juga ga sengaja ngenain gantungan baju ke tembok kayu,,&lt;br /&gt;KAMCIXXX! TAU GINI KITA TERUSIN FOTO2NYA TADI!!,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pelit mode on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-7828308083489142729?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/7828308083489142729/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-foolish-valentine-hidden-edition.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/7828308083489142729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/7828308083489142729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-foolish-valentine-hidden-edition.html' title='bloody &quot;foolish&quot; valentine hidden edition'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-3067713896033749468</id><published>2009-09-28T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:32:36.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody "foolish" valentine part two</title><content type='html'>halooo! masih tetang valentine terkonyol gyo dan laura di siniii,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya kita nyame ke yang kata si tukang angkot itu gd bage,,&lt;br /&gt;kita pun jalan ke iktu pasar,, tapi&lt;br /&gt;gde bage kan katanya pasar baju,, tapi ko banyak rambutan,, pisang,, sdan sebagainya,,&lt;br /&gt;huuuuu tetep masiii nyasar,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita pun jlan2, sempet foto di depan rambutan (kaya turis bule yang takjub melihat hasil budidaya indinesia),,alahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke akirnya sampe ke daerah bajuanya,, ternyata kita masuk dari belakang,,&lt;br /&gt;nah lalu kita belanja di gde bage,, proses belanja pu belangsung byasa saja seperti layakna kita ke mangga dua,,&lt;br /&gt;cari-dapet-cobain-tawar-maksa-dapet&lt;br /&gt;begitulah,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puas di gede bage pulanglah kita dengan lancarnya ke dago,, kosan laura,,kali ini angkotny bener,, dari gde bage langsung ke dago gitu,,&lt;br /&gt;angkotnya pink,, untung phobia pink gyo uda sembuh klo ga bakal jerit2 kaya monyet lepas,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah sampelah di kosan laura yg nyaman,,,istiraha bentar,, trus kita mw ke dago pakar buat makan malem,,&lt;br /&gt;sempet gyo make jas almamater ITB punya laura dan foto2 dengan bangga super duper bangga,, haha,, sementara si laura siapin baju buat nginep di rumah omanya gyo tar malem,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam itu....&lt;br /&gt;kita telepon bluebird,, katanya taksinya 20enit lagi dateng,, trus dah 2 menit udah bolak balik sampe3x kluar masup kosan laura ga nongol2 tuh si biru,,&lt;br /&gt;sementara si anjing punya ibu kos kencing di depan kita,,untung bukan di kaki kita,, hehe&lt;br /&gt;*ga nyambunggg&lt;br /&gt;yah akhirnya 45menit kemudian,, si operator taksi telpon katanya armadanya penuh smua,, wew,, wajarlahhh valentine,, banyak yg pcaran yg ga punya mobil pda nyewa taksi,, huhuu&lt;br /&gt;klo naek angkot udah gelap gitu ke dago pakar ka ngeri juga,, sebagai gambaran dago pakar itu kaya derah naek bukit gitu dimana berbagai resto yang menjual view kota bandung ada,, diantaranya The Valley,, tau kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah intinya gaga deh kita ke dago pakar,, perut mule krucukan,, ah bodo amat,, cup cip cap cip cup, pili resto di deket2 kosan laura aje,, nah satu kliatan enak,, yah tapi ada kawinan tuh,, huhu,, lallu kita jalan lai,, nahh akhirnya dapettt,,, resto jepang modern gitu,, resto shabu2,, huaaaaa mata si laura n gyo udh melotot kegirangan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;segeralah kita nyari tempat yang oke punya buat duduk,, nah liat2 menu,, ehh ada bebek panggang cum 36ribu!!,, murah gila buat seekor bebek!!,,lalu kita pesen juga shabu2nya pocai sama jamur shitake,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebelumnya ada beberapa hal yg mnencurigakan di resto itu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. semua konsumennya (maap bukannya rasis) cina kaya (keliatan kaya dari bajunya yang semi formal cuma buat makan di resto),,(gyo ma laura yah paling pake kaos distro doank),,&lt;br /&gt;dan mostly mereka makan ake table manner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. serbetnya dilipat rapih kaya topi,,lucu banget sampe kita foto2 sama tuh serbet ditaro di kepala kaya topi,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. bebek panggangnya sama kaldu ayamnya gurihhh enakkk bgt sekan2 itu makanan terenak yang kita pernah makan sejak lahir sampe sekarang,, busetttt dahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. cabang resto itu ada di bandung, jakarta, tokyo, osaka, kyoto, nagasaki, californa, sidney,, dst,, wow ini reto udah go international juga yah cabangnya,, pantes enak,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dugaan sementara:&lt;br /&gt;ini resto elit banget,, hebat deh!&lt;br /&gt;hihiih ga ada salahnya gyo ma lara ga jadi ke dago pakar,, ini udah happy ending banget,,&lt;br /&gt;weits tunggu dulu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah kenyang deh parah kenyang bgt,, kita minta bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke kita liat billnya 234RIBU,, OMG KITA CUMA MAKAN BEBEK SAMA SAYURAN DIREBUSSSS,,&lt;br /&gt;cek n ricek,, bebeknya bukan 36ribu,, tapi 136RIBU,, ga kliatan angka "1" nya!!!,,huhuhuu it's not happy endingg,, kering kantong dehhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;dan beneran deh ini resto international yg elit,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG kita naro serbet dikepala!!!!!makan kaya tukang becak!!! ga pake table manner!! maluuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muka udah terlanjur tebel,,ga mau rugi kta foto2 di tuh resto,, lightingnya bagus bgt di oudoorny,, bodo amat deh malu2in,, kita anggep ijin foto2 udah dibayar sama billnya,, wong bayar mahal ko ga boleh senang2,,hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malemnya laura nginep di rumah gyo&lt;br /&gt;paginya makan hafermut sama bubur ayam,,&lt;br /&gt;lalu ke greja di jalan pandu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depan greja qta foto2 lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maklum turis nyasar,, hihhihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine terkocak, tersial dehhhhh ahahhahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-3067713896033749468?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/3067713896033749468/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-foolish-valentine-part-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/3067713896033749468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/3067713896033749468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-foolish-valentine-part-two.html' title='bloody &quot;foolish&quot; valentine part two'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-3648585769150570916</id><published>2009-09-28T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:07:10.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody "foolish" valentine part one</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;karena pengen mengabadikan the happiest fool valentine in my life ever,, gw mindahin cerita ini dari notes gw,, cerita ini uda lamaa bgt,, yaitu febuari tahun lalu,, :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ini dia cerita gyo n lau berduaan di bandoeng merayakan valentine bersama sobatnya,, si laura,,(soo sweeett),,but it's THE FOOLEST valentine we ever had!! (sayang sms gw ga nyampe ke tacchan dan ryo gag ikut T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandoeng, 14 feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;kebetulan Gyo lagi jagain oma yg sakit selama seminggu dan kebetulan lau lagi libur di hari sabtu. kebetulan ryo ga bisa ikut. dan kebetulan sms gw ga nyampe ke tata (simpati kamcix!)&lt;br /&gt;pagi yg indah,, laura terserang kebo melanda hihi,,,*plak*&lt;br /&gt;qta janjian di pvj,,buat gyo sang turis itu dunia asing dimana yg gyo liat cuma ada sogo dan susshii groove,,pas laura ilang ktemuan di blitz,, gyo muter2 ga tw dima tu blitz,,&lt;br /&gt;okay akhirnya qta ktemu,, dan ma'em di susshii groove,,&lt;br /&gt;bodo amat tuh resto ada juga di jkt,, pokoke itu enak aje,,&lt;br /&gt;si laura pertama kali makan wasabi dijilat langsung ga pake susshiinya,, mukanya kliatan ikutn ijo,, sayang lupa difoto (lebay mode on)&lt;br /&gt;dan gyo dengan alaynya manggil karyawan buat bayar mw langsung ngaperin mbaknya,,haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus qta ke gd bage,,kata laura bajunya murah, n klo nyari yg bener bisa dapet bagus,,wow asekk,, akay manggadua nya bandoeng,,&lt;br /&gt;nah gyo itu turis dari jakarte walau lair di bandung,, smentara laura buta jalan,,klo ga dari dago,, jadi kita tanya satpam,, tuh satpam bilang pkoknya 3 kali naek angkot gitu,, yauda qta ikutin,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di angkot,,&lt;br /&gt;laura: eh duit sapa tuh (liat uang gelinding)&lt;br /&gt;gyo: *diem aja merhatiin tuh uang (perasaan familiar deh)&lt;br /&gt;laura: ehhh itu duit qta!!&lt;br /&gt;qta keasikan ngobrol sampe ga nyadar duitnya udah mental dari tangan,,haha untung lagi sepi tuh angkot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stengah jam kemudian,,&lt;br /&gt;turun di daerah braga ganti angkot,, laura bengog di tengah jalan,,hampir ktebrak,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stengah jam kemudian,,&lt;br /&gt;udah ada di daerah bandung selatan,,&lt;br /&gt;gyo: lau lo knal ga ni daerah?&lt;br /&gt;laura: rsnya knal,, ini kan deket rumah oma gw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stengah jam kemudian&lt;br /&gt;udah makin parah,, masuk2 kompleks rumah kecil2&lt;br /&gt;gyo: lau, lo knal ga ni daerah&lt;br /&gt;laura: ga tauuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lima belas menit kemudian&lt;br /&gt;bangnan makin jarang&lt;br /&gt;pabrik bakin banyak...&lt;br /&gt;gunung makin telihat jelas..&lt;br /&gt;udara makin segar...&lt;br /&gt;ada kenek teriak teriak: GARUT GARUT!&lt;br /&gt;and... SELAMAT DATANG DI KOTA GARUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumapah dehhhh panik abiss,, klo di jakarta dua jem mah deket pisan,,, klo di bandung,, dua jem dah nyampe di perbatasan mw ke Garut,, buset,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah cerita i cut ok? akhirnya puter balik, nanya kiri kanan akhirnya sampailah di sebuah psar yang katanya Gde bage,, kata tukang angkot yang nolongin kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw,, maaf ya pak,, kita boongong bilang ga punya duit waktu ditaih 6ribu,,, abis mahal sih pak,, klo di jkarte segitu mah cuma 2ribu,, dasar turis pelit,, heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-3648585769150570916?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/3648585769150570916/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-foolish-valentine-part-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/3648585769150570916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/3648585769150570916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-foolish-valentine-part-one.html' title='bloody &quot;foolish&quot; valentine part one'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-1383374610009570564</id><published>2009-09-27T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:56:55.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nightmare</title><content type='html'>this happened again..&lt;br /&gt;the dream that appeare in same concept,,&lt;br /&gt;this empty room..&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing inside but you and i&lt;br /&gt;you stand backward me&lt;br /&gt;then i run n turn back my face..&lt;br /&gt;but you are not there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you run from me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not monster.. please don't leave me alone,,&lt;br /&gt;coz there is only you n i in this darkness&lt;br /&gt;i try to reach your shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;but you are disappeare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no..no againnn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always dreaming like this,, but the person who is disappear is always change,, yesterday i dreamt about tacchan.. last month was 'the sunshine'.. who's gonna be next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-1383374610009570564?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/1383374610009570564/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/nightmare.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/1383374610009570564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/1383374610009570564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/nightmare.html' title='nightmare'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-7750604706457328445</id><published>2009-09-26T04:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:44:55.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's "that" for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what is love actually?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;according to bible,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-7: “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah.. but currently i'm asking myself waht is love actually?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;people said "i love you" but then he/she leave the his man/woman,, or maybe love with jealousy.. when someone get jealous to another one which means that he/she maybe walk along with another woman/guy,, that means u're falling in love with him/her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is that true? many contradiction between that.. jealousy, impatient coz he/she never call you back.. or something like that,, those are something that usually happen in a realationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sooo i smell kinnda generalization of the word "love",, okay,, following this world maybe i have to identify if its Love or a "love".. generalization has happened to this word,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i never be brave to tell "i love u" with 'him' .. coz when i'm gonna tell it i reflect to myself.. are you gonna stick with the commitment with this three words?,, read 1 corinthians,, coz i don't wanna disappoint him or to be disappointed.. thats why,, when i'm falling in love with someone,, it'll be so deep that i can't erase it just in "one night",, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe i can't be there physically. maybe i'm not as sweet as candy in speaking words.. and i really shy to tell about all my feelings or not too sensitive to understand the signals...anyway it's more than words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe i'm just an innocent girl who sitting under the sun and believe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's the first posting i tell my feelings in explicit ways.. something in my head..something in my heart.. that i usually act different to be unknown.. even it's jst a blog i actually shame. but i saw no one follow it intensely.. (a girl can be aggresive isn't it..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yea let it be my diary till someone understand &amp;amp; respect it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-7750604706457328445?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/7750604706457328445/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/confession.html#comment-form' title='3 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/7750604706457328445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/7750604706457328445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/confession.html' title='what&apos;s &quot;that&quot; for me?'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-6438168018131319879</id><published>2009-09-24T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:57:22.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no boundaries between right or wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;berikut mungkin beberapa ajaran hidup yang mungkin anda pernah dengar atau anda simpulkan dari hidup anda...(mungkin juga belum)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan lihat ke balakang..tetaplah terus berjalan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;biarkan semua berlalu.. itu hanya sejarah.. sudahlah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan lihat jauh ke depan.. liatlah beberapa waktu saja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;karena bukan kita yang mau.. melainkan Tuhan yang akan kasih&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan membunuh dirimu sendiri.. mungkin kau hidupp itu masi punya tugas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jika tugasmu sudah selesai Tuhan akan memanggil kita&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan mengurusi urusan orang lain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mereka belum tentu menerima kamu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan terlalu terikat oleh sesuatu atau seseorang.. berjalanlah dengan kakimu sendiri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;karena mereka tidak akan bisa selalu ada untukmu..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan memperlihatkan kesedihanmu &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;orang-orang akan ikut sedih bersamamu.. bukakah kamu ingin orang lain bahagia?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan terlalu baik sama orang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kamu akan dimamfaatkan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan menjadi orang polos, liciklah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maka kau akan makmur&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan memperlihatkan kepintaran atau keunikan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kau akan dimamfaatkan atau dijauhi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kalau ada kesempatan biar bagaimana pun mamfaatkan saja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;membunuh sebelum dibunuh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;keadaan dan orang-orang yang berpengalaman secara eksplisit atau implisit sering kali mengajarkan hal-hal tersebut,, kadang2 gw pikir bener juga si..coba lo pikir,, tapi kalau dipikir-pikir,, dianalisa,, sedih juga ya.. uda ga ada sekat diantara benar dan salah.. individualisme mewabah.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's why.. life is grey.. this like darkness era where good or bad hv no boundaries&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sebenerya gw takut nulis ini di blog.. karena aku takut dikira seorang monster..tapi entah napa iini fenomena hidup gw dan sekeliling hidup gw..  apakah anda merasa demikian.. ajaran hidup sekitar terkadang membingungkan...  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-6438168018131319879?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/6438168018131319879/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-boundaries-between-right-or-wrong.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/6438168018131319879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/6438168018131319879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-boundaries-between-right-or-wrong.html' title='no boundaries between right or wrong'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-2267237019294225607</id><published>2009-09-19T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:36:48.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowing Your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yellow yellow yellow, why it's yellow?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People who know me know that i love black. but why it's yellow?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"yellowing your life",, it's the tagline of MY Brand. (People who have study marketing know that brandd is about personality of an individ, group, team, organization, or even a company),, yea i'm creating my brand right know,, it's kinda identification of myself,, i gonna put it on all my works,, papers, designs, or even homework,, (hmm actually this is my current tag line,,hopefully it will effetively long lasting)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so the main question,, why i choose the world "yellow",, these are the philosophy:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yelllow is sannguine. I'm a very melancholic person who sometimes have too much effort to think too deep about something. it's good for some situations that need analyze for kinda serious things such as works, cases, papers. But sometimes it's so tiring for me.. i think about people feeling or maybe analyze what is the impact of all things i do to people.. it just like the ability of read people minds. but now i can't divide the truth or speculation.. for you, this ability sounds good for a person.. maybe you need a leader like this who can read the situation and make a very detailed planning. but something that is too much is not good, isn't it? Back to the word "yellow" that mean sanguine... sanguine is personality who is cheerful and relax.. it's just the "yang" (from yin-yang) of my personality.. this sanguine side i need for controling my emo n stress for my life.. and it's the fact... sanguine person have many friends... hummm those're something i think.. any question? or contra? hihihiiihihhi (debates starts,, uh nope,, i respect people minds)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yellow is psychedelic. PSychedelic colour are combination of neon and very bright colour. a picture which use psychedelic colour can play our emo.. according to my experience,, yellow can give the pip our emo,, or even purify the emo with hapiness.. this is unique olour i think.. it can makes contradiction.. i'm creating myself to be an unique person.. it can make me proud to be different. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yellow is chinesse and chinesse means asian.. yeah.. coz im asian.. period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yellow is happy.  happiness is something that i chase in my life.. it just like my vision.. when i complete all my dreams it called hapiness for me. n my mission is trying my best as i can to reach my dream..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yellow is the shine of of sunshine.. hmm about sunshine.. it's omplicated to say.. ok as literal sense,, sunshine is the light of the sun.. it u ever read "koko ni iru yo".. u will understand why i often said the words "sunshine" in my blog (err for currently),, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yellow is identical with Mr. smiley... people said that my smile is soo beautiful. "you don't have to make up yourself,, your smile is your make up.. er... actually mom said that to me,, n i believe that i AM beautiful. that's make myself confidence.. yea.. and believe or not.. a smile can reduce stress and helps people to smile too even just in their heart.. someone i love do it to me.. he always smile when he meets me.  belive or not all the sadness in my heart sudently disappeare that moment.. so i'm gonna do that with other people too.. (smoga bisaa amin.. gw pengen liat orang2 sekitar gw,, orang2 yg gw sayang bahagia)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;back to "yellowing your life",, this my motto.. the word "your" may means myself and the stakeholder of my life.. let me be shine among the darkness,, let me pull myself out from darkness,, let me makes people smile.. yea maybe it's the mission of my life as Angela Giovanny van Dagi,,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;too many broken english.. wew,, but actully i really enjoy writting in english even i'm not really smart in english (for this time,, curently!! i'm taking TBI class now for repairing my eror brain,,, haha).. well as my virtual friend, tyo, said,, my blog is hard too understand,, (well actually i'm kindda feel embarassed to tell about my feelings directly so i use poem with puzzle words to guest).. but isn't it easy enough to understand this posting?  hehehhehehheheee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gyoza&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yellowing Your Life"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-2267237019294225607?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/2267237019294225607/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/yellowing-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/2267237019294225607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/2267237019294225607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/yellowing-your-life.html' title='Yellowing Your Life'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-6355390726536260945</id><published>2009-09-17T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:54:19.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>menatap matahari</title><content type='html'>kala aku melihat senja&lt;br /&gt;ya inilah senja&lt;br /&gt;ketika malam tiba&lt;br /&gt;matahari tak terlihat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebuah tangan menarik&lt;br /&gt;mengajakku pergi&lt;br /&gt;tangan itu menamparku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jangan melihat matahari, karena kau akan buta"&lt;br /&gt;"kenapa?"&lt;br /&gt;"karena kau takkan bisa mencapai matahari"&lt;br /&gt;"kenapa?"&lt;br /&gt;"aku tahu kau mengagumi matahari tapi kamu ada di bumi"&lt;br /&gt;"dan matahari di langit"&lt;br /&gt;"apakah aku bisa terbang?"&lt;br /&gt;"kau tak punya sayap"&lt;br /&gt;"kalau kubunuh diriku, rohku bisa terbang bukan"&lt;br /&gt;"kamu terlalu berharga untuk mati"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi ku tak ingin berpaling&lt;br /&gt;tangan itu menarikku..&lt;br /&gt;sakit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepaskan!&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin terus menengadah&lt;br /&gt;walau aku tak punya sayap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"menengadahlah sampai kau sakit"&lt;br /&gt;"ya, aku tahu pasti sakit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak apa, tangan, aku tahu rasa ini&lt;br /&gt;darah ini..hitam ini&lt;br /&gt;kutak mau kembali kelam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang kubodoh untuk tersenyum pada matahari&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu aku berakar di bumi&lt;br /&gt;jika kucabut akarku..mungkin ku kan mati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam batin aku berperang&lt;br /&gt;seperti berabad lalu&lt;br /&gt;ini terulang lagi..&lt;br /&gt;dengan cerita yang berbeda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-6355390726536260945?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/6355390726536260945/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/senja.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/6355390726536260945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/6355390726536260945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/senja.html' title='menatap matahari'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-8582722949317582454</id><published>2009-09-10T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T04:48:38.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunia Palsu</title><content type='html'>Terbisu oleh gelap cahaya&lt;br /&gt;menghempaskanku ke dunia impian&lt;br /&gt;dunia dimana aku bukanlah aku&lt;br /&gt;dan kau bukanlah kau&lt;br /&gt;dunia yang tercipta bukan dari tanganNya&lt;br /&gt;dunia dimana kertas pun hidup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku lambaikan tanganku pada mentari palsu&lt;br /&gt;yang menyinari dingin wajahku&lt;br /&gt;kulambaikan tubuhku makin liar&lt;br /&gt;seperti serigala&lt;br /&gt;lalu halus bagai bulu terbang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti orang bodoh aku terhipnotis&lt;br /&gt;oleh nuansa palsu&lt;br /&gt;aku lambaikan tanganku&lt;br /&gt;kujadi apap pun yang kertas mau&lt;br /&gt;kulihat bintang pada mata kalian&lt;br /&gt;dalam hati kutersenyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunia gemerlap, teang, gelap&lt;br /&gt;panas, dingin, lirih, luka&lt;br /&gt;gempita, senang, hampa, berisi&lt;br /&gt;dunia yang kaya...&lt;br /&gt;kuingin pulang...&lt;br /&gt;kurindumu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw kangen maen theatre lagi,, huaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-8582722949317582454?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-274252485306672068</id><published>2009-09-10T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T04:42:39.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's already morning</title><content type='html'>i had been running&lt;br /&gt;for long centuries ago&lt;br /&gt;i had been sleeping&lt;br /&gt;for long night&lt;br /&gt;it's only for ignoring&lt;br /&gt;the sickness of white rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not damned white rose&lt;br /&gt;not a red star&lt;br /&gt;or even wind of silver clouds&lt;br /&gt;which makes me stop running&lt;br /&gt;which makes me wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really sleepy and tired&lt;br /&gt;of all this game and maze&lt;br /&gt;coz when you start it&lt;br /&gt;it will be so much effort to make it end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really lazy to open eyes&lt;br /&gt;but it's already morning&lt;br /&gt;when it starts became morning?&lt;br /&gt;i always pretend i it is night&lt;br /&gt;you know why?&lt;br /&gt;coz Sunshine healed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White roses and red star&lt;br /&gt;it is a dream right now&lt;br /&gt;in fact, it is day already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a song for a special person who just appear in my life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-274252485306672068?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/274252485306672068/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-already-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/274252485306672068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/274252485306672068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-already-morning.html' title='It&apos;s already morning'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-1187312671972760332</id><published>2009-04-23T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:48:24.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you believe in miracle?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you trust an oracle?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Body walks like camel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But now healed by the angel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I do believe in miracle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;coz every brath i see Michael&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;How graceful he's real&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;fighting the red over the meal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Spend my time killing yself with crime&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But everyone in dime&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Silent, bells chime&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Even in the side of hill&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Where there won't be any will&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I still stay and feel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;A Hand grab me without chill&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you believe in miracle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;if eve hadn't bit the apple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;coz there will not Gospel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Existed till death of Noel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I believe; I do believe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I pray every Christms eve&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;And i got mission to live&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-1187312671972760332?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/1187312671972760332/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-you-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/1187312671972760332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/1187312671972760332'/><link 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have freedom meanings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bt they have mistake to keep thinking like that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;"t want to be wind when i die"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Wind s blowing air&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;it keeps rebon and undead&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;uncacth, flowing, dancing, dizzing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;like an artist scratching her brush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Long time ago there's a boy in verandah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;that always waiting for winds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he enjoyed it,, winds blowing his hair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and the expresion is so soft, so beautiful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I want to be wind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I want to be wind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I want to be wind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-8501812520072721149?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/8501812520072721149/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/wind.html#comment-form' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/8501812520072721149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/8501812520072721149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/wind.html' title='Wind'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-326455440317038916</id><published>2009-04-23T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:40:39.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;iT's happened again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;At verandah I'm standing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It just like facing big universe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Like a blakhole among stars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Like trash of society&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I close my eyes and keep my ear on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Hearing lauging voice, people talks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I hear cars, winds, birds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Life suffer,anxiety, hillare&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;those like a music playing in my head&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I close my eyes and keep my heard on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;feeling like a stone under feet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bird in cage, cluds, winds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the winds blowing so soft&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I close my eyes and keep my nose on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;i smell freedom from this box&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;slowly for far away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;like a child playing candle ray&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I open my eyes and find myself in real world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i's rather be unconscious&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;coz story begin when i'm not here,,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-326455440317038916?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-8719726553217982070</id><published>2009-04-23T09:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:32:48.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mimpi dan aku</title><content type='html'>dalam mimpi aku bisa menjadi apa saja&lt;br /&gt;monster, prajurit, daun, awan&lt;br /&gt;dalam mimpi aku adalah tuhan&lt;br /&gt;aku bisa mengatur dunia&lt;br /&gt;dalam mimpi aku hybrid&lt;br /&gt;bisa jad lelaki bisa jadi perempuan&lt;br /&gt;dalam mimpi aku bebas&lt;br /&gt;bisa terbang, bisa membunuh&lt;br /&gt;dalam mimpi segalanya bisa terjadi&lt;br /&gt;bahkan aku bisa mati dalam mimpi&lt;br /&gt;tak ada kebohongan&lt;br /&gt;tak ada kejujuran&lt;br /&gt;aku bukanlah aku&lt;br /&gt;dia bukanlah dia&lt;br /&gt;mimpi itu abstrak&lt;br /&gt;tapi juga nyata&lt;br /&gt;mimpi itu surreal&lt;br /&gt;manusia bagai sel yang terbentuk jadi apapun&lt;br /&gt;mimpi itu penuh filosofi,penuh arti&lt;br /&gt;mimpi perwujudan diri&lt;br /&gt;mimpi itu simbol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-8719726553217982070?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/8719726553217982070/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/mimpi-dan-aku.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/8719726553217982070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/8719726553217982070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/mimpi-dan-aku.html' title='mimpi dan aku'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-5989463209380619963</id><published>2009-04-23T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:32:27.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spot on stage</title><content type='html'>it's not only become the greatest&lt;br /&gt;but ust to be better&lt;br /&gt;like when playing drama&lt;br /&gt;me as a baby of reborn child&lt;br /&gt;and director tell me what i have to do&lt;br /&gt;it's like when a tanpopo growing bigger&lt;br /&gt;then die with the sun&lt;br /&gt;everything seems to be bright&lt;br /&gt;but it's not time to be right&lt;br /&gt;stepping the stone of ages&lt;br /&gt;cut the rope of my feet&lt;br /&gt;then i'll dance on the stage&lt;br /&gt;and become brighter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-5989463209380619963?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/5989463209380619963/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/spot-on-stage.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/5989463209380619963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/5989463209380619963'/><link rel='alternate' 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expensive car&lt;br /&gt;or even really big house&lt;br /&gt;or gold or anything&lt;br /&gt;ok if i'm rich i can buy all i can&lt;br /&gt;i'll have better and better education&lt;br /&gt;i'll move to my own house and live&lt;br /&gt;i'll give some for 'them&lt;br /&gt;but once again&lt;br /&gt;is rich about hedonism or welfare actually?&lt;br /&gt;is just about maslow diagram, needs,,or even&lt;br /&gt;just for live in better quality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-6662595101395706772?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/6662595101395706772/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/rich-hedonism-vs-welfare.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>greedy&lt;br /&gt;speedy&lt;br /&gt;got free&lt;br /&gt;i'm flying over the sky&lt;br /&gt;coz i never fly&lt;br /&gt;until pines die&lt;br /&gt;sweet like pie&lt;br /&gt;lick candies&lt;br /&gt;taste the sweet&lt;br /&gt;kick the meat&lt;br /&gt;like two meet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-4024019908728048148?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/4024019908728048148/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/wing-of-sparrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/4024019908728048148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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thought as a baby&lt;br /&gt;that dream is like wonderland&lt;br /&gt;u don't like to wake up steady&lt;br /&gt;coz the singing crow tease sweetly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-1594239823548717139?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/1594239823548717139/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/sit-on-burrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/1594239823548717139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/1594239823548717139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/sit-on-burrow.html' title='sit on the burrow'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-5165681558422226156</id><published>2009-04-23T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:28:26.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>show me neverland</title><content type='html'>i was standing in the same place&lt;br /&gt;where i stand before&lt;br /&gt;feel the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;taste the smell rain&lt;br /&gt;look at the cold window&lt;br /&gt;i see big world surround me&lt;br /&gt;realize it's the right time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i wanna run away for this fucking world&lt;br /&gt;i wanna taste all the freedom&lt;br /&gt;but i realize that it just a big dream&lt;br /&gt;that only for a kid&lt;br /&gt;then show me neverland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be grow up&lt;br /&gt;like a tree become taller and higher&lt;br /&gt;then it just a dream to go back&lt;br /&gt;one year of hapiness, where is it?&lt;br /&gt;it just taste bitter like orange&lt;br /&gt;to be just like what you want&lt;br /&gt;but this is life&lt;br /&gt;no one can't realize what are going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i wanna run away for this fucking world&lt;br /&gt;i wanna taste all the freedom&lt;br /&gt;but i realize that it just a big dream&lt;br /&gt;that only for a kid&lt;br /&gt;then show me neverland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dream about peter pan tonite&lt;br /&gt;and tinker bell moving gracefully&lt;br /&gt;run run run run&lt;br /&gt;can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i wanna run away for this fucking world&lt;br /&gt;i wanna taste all the freedom&lt;br /&gt;but i realize that it just a big dream&lt;br /&gt;that only for a kid&lt;br /&gt;then show me neverland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i wanna run away for this fucking world&lt;br /&gt;i wanna taste all the freedom&lt;br /&gt;but i realize that it just a big dream&lt;br /&gt;that only for a kid&lt;br /&gt;then show me neverland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oooo)(aaaaa) &lt;br /&gt;it only just a dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-5165681558422226156?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/5165681558422226156/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/show-me-neverland.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/5165681558422226156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/5165681558422226156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/show-me-neverland.html' title='show me neverland'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-2440383399510633090</id><published>2009-04-23T09:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:28:00.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>masih manusia</title><content type='html'>aku mendongak ke langit&lt;br /&gt;aku lihat awan&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku ga bisa lihat angin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku melangkah berjalan&lt;br /&gt;aku menendang bebatuan&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku bisa menembus yangtak kelihatan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku memejamkan mata&lt;br /&gt;aku perkuat pendengaranku&lt;br /&gt;aku dengar melodi kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku memukul angin&lt;br /&gt;mersakan kekosongan&lt;br /&gt;karena aku masih lemah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku manusia&lt;br /&gt;karena aku tak pernah puas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-2440383399510633090?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/2440383399510633090/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/masih-manusia.html#comment-form' title='0 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things</title><content type='html'>peterpan and fairy tales&lt;br /&gt;going up in my mind&lt;br /&gt;wishing someday he come to fetch me&lt;br /&gt;to neverland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no reality just dream&lt;br /&gt;unlimited sky &lt;br /&gt;fly high fly high&lt;br /&gt;nobody can catch me&lt;br /&gt;freedom is nowhere&lt;br /&gt;only when i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking the sweet gummy&lt;br /&gt;chewing when talking on the phone&lt;br /&gt;so sweet like someone smile&lt;br /&gt;who really glad with her smile&lt;br /&gt;like a kid lick candies&lt;br /&gt;joyful and joyful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-967481820444874688?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/967481820444874688/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/967481820444874688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/967481820444874688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-favorite-things.html' title='my favorite things'/><author><name>Gyoza's Corner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16518068966730802551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN_PMVS9ijE/TMgBPqsHDvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S30ND1us_Ck/S220/Image0795.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787435734824556710.post-3863363729940093883</id><published>2009-04-23T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:27:02.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>senandung abu-abu</title><content type='html'>dengarlah, matahari&lt;br /&gt;debum jantung berdetik&lt;br /&gt;kau saksi bisu kecil&lt;br /&gt;nyanyian anak kecil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengarlah napas terakhir&lt;br /&gt;keputusan akhir&lt;br /&gt;hanya darah menilai&lt;br /&gt;apa yang kau kan rasakan&lt;br /&gt;apa yang abu-abu&lt;br /&gt;apa yang redum terakhir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengarlah nyanyian gadis kecil&lt;br /&gt;mencari tunas yang hidup&lt;br /&gt;di antara keabu-abuan&lt;br /&gt;penuh harap terus mencari&lt;br /&gt;namun jarum di hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengarlah utusan surga &lt;br /&gt;terus datang turun&lt;br /&gt;tak terlihat tapi tersentuh&lt;br /&gt;tak tercium namun ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apalah lagu berkata&lt;br /&gt;bila matahari tak pernah terbit kian&lt;br /&gt;apalah kata berkata&lt;br /&gt;bila malam kelam terus bertambah panjang&lt;br /&gt;tak tahu waktu akhir&lt;br /&gt;memang tak tahu&lt;br /&gt;bisa saja itu sebentar lagi&lt;br /&gt;bagai keabu-auan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagu senandung terakhir kian mengeras&lt;br /&gt;buat udara kian mengeras&lt;br /&gt;dentuman demi dentuman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saorang pria dengan sebatang rokok&lt;br /&gt;terlihat bagai siluet&lt;br /&gt;nikmatnya kenikmatan dunia&lt;br /&gt;seakan yang terakhir&lt;br /&gt;rayakan keabu-abuan&lt;br /&gt;tak hitam tak putih tak salah tak benar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-3863363729940093883?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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ramai&lt;br /&gt;dikala gw pusing, dikala gw sendiri di rumah&lt;br /&gt;kadnag gw bosan dengan seseorang itu&lt;br /&gt;dan gw pengen minta lebih&lt;br /&gt;tapi seseorang itu ga pernah marah sama gw&lt;br /&gt;walau di terlihat ga berbuat banyak dia baik banget sama gw&lt;br /&gt;sesorang itu wujud dari suatu kepercayaan&lt;br /&gt;dia bukan Tuhan, bukan setan, bukan maikat, bukan roh&lt;br /&gt;tapi seseorang sesuatu yg gw ciptakan&lt;br /&gt;dan tanpa sadar dia lahir untuk gw&lt;br /&gt;kadang gw pengen membuat seseorang itu kasat mata&lt;br /&gt;kadang gw bayangin sesorang itu cowok dengan tubuh yang bisa ngelindungin gw&lt;br /&gt;kadang gw bayangin dia cewek yg ngajarin gw dandan&lt;br /&gt;seseorang&lt;br /&gt;itulah sahabat sejatiku selain diri gw sendiri dan komputer item gw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-682635215348659513?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' 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begin,,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787435734824556710-4798684966963251381?l=gyozainside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/feeds/4798684966963251381/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-particle-has-its-own-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/4798684966963251381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787435734824556710/posts/default/4798684966963251381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyozainside.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-particle-has-its-own-stories.html' title='Every particle has 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