<?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-8927412037218397413</id><updated>2011-07-09T01:04:24.361+07:00</updated><category term='Neolib'/><category term='Poem By Me.'/><category term='Twitter'/><category term='People.'/><category term='Fiction.'/><category term='Artworks By Me.'/><category term='Budaya'/><category term='Most Stylist'/><category term='Diary.'/><category term='Centro'/><category term='Rapat Pansus'/><category term='Rachland Nashidik'/><category term='Movie.'/><category term='Fiction By Me.'/><category term='Bank Century'/><category term='mistymimit'/><category term='Diary'/><category term='Benci'/><category term='Bunuh Diri'/><category term='Indonesia'/><category term='Shopping Rally'/><category term='Bailout'/><category term='HAM Indonesia'/><category term='Dibyo Prabowo'/><category term='Miscellaneous'/><category term='Thoughts.'/><category term='Economics.'/><category term='Current Issue.'/><category term='Bambang Soesatyo'/><category term='Munir'/><title type='text'>dear everybody, i got a story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-5915014955765174276</id><published>2010-08-04T12:05:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T18:45:36.741+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>go to my new page!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TFj3UWhZEhI/AAAAAAAAAkU/RbAHzwgH_gQ/s1600/grossforweb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TFj3UWhZEhI/AAAAAAAAAkU/RbAHzwgH_gQ/s400/grossforweb1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501418873848140306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak seperti email, Facebook, dan Twitter, domain dianparamita.com belum ada yang memakai. Inilah nasib pemilik nama pasaran: Dian Paramita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi alangkah bahagianya saya saat tahu dianparamita.com belum ada yang beli! Setelah jingkrak-jingkrak, saya langsung membelinya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Well go to my new page: &lt;a href="http://dianparamita.com/"&gt; www.dianparamita.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I’ll write more good stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-5915014955765174276?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/5915014955765174276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=5915014955765174276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5915014955765174276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5915014955765174276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2010/08/go-to-my-new-web.html' title='go to my new page!'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TFj3UWhZEhI/AAAAAAAAAkU/RbAHzwgH_gQ/s72-c/grossforweb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2234184304760990728</id><published>2010-07-19T08:59:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T09:22:00.977+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dijual JIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TEO2JK6EycI/AAAAAAAAAkM/5HhEpKGB3eA/s1600/magic-lamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TEO2JK6EycI/AAAAAAAAAkM/5HhEpKGB3eA/s400/magic-lamp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436238985152962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, ada penjual jin di &lt;a href="http://www.kaskus.us/showthread.php?t=4615027"&gt;Kaskus&lt;/a&gt;. Harga antara 6-14 juta dan dibutuhkan ruangan kecil untuk tempat tinggal si jin. Calon pembeli boleh melihat dan memegang dahulu sebelum yakin untuk membeli. Jin bisa diperintah dan diajak berhubungan sex. Padahal kata penjualnya, jinnya cantik sekali. Selain dari Indonesia, ada juga jin dari berbagai negara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada beberapa pertanyaan dari Kaskusers yang dijawab penjual jin dengan sangat meyakinkan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Wah berarti ada jin dari Jepang? Ada yang seperti Miyabi gak?&lt;br /&gt;A: Bahkan lebih cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kalau jin hanya saya jadikan sahabat tanpa berhubungan sex, boleh tidak?&lt;br /&gt;A: Boleh saja, tapi mana tahan dengan kecantikannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangat menyakinkan dan membuat para lelaki kalang kabut. Masalahnya adalah, bagaimana bisa ada jin yang mau diperintah dan dijadikan budak seperti itu? Saya juga tidak percaya hal-hal gaib. Saya justru takut, jangan-jangan jin itu hanyalah manusia biasa yang diperjualbelikan? Semoga saya salah :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2234184304760990728?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2234184304760990728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2234184304760990728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2234184304760990728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2234184304760990728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2010/07/dijual-jin.html' title='Dijual JIN!'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TEO2JK6EycI/AAAAAAAAAkM/5HhEpKGB3eA/s72-c/magic-lamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-5271102702700702623</id><published>2010-06-06T09:42:00.076+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:59:52.176+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistymimit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neolib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bambang Soesatyo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bailout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Debating With Bambang Soesatyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAs6B6RiPvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/CdJ7oQNJOQs/s1600/20091214_103806_BS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAs6B6RiPvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/CdJ7oQNJOQs/s400/20091214_103806_BS2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479537176123424498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bambang Soesatyo, anggota DPR Fraksi Golkar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika ada yang ketinggalan bagaimana awal mula perdebatan saya dengan Bambang Soesatyo, ini archieve-nya. Dalam bentuk print screen ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bermula dari kritikan teman saya yang bernama Henry kepada Bambang Soesatyo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsMBgK5RhI/AAAAAAAAAbU/CkD7YnRiR7M/s1600/BSDebate+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsMBgK5RhI/AAAAAAAAAbU/CkD7YnRiR7M/s400/BSDebate+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479486591581373970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsPoF9eZXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/D2Xni5bUpe8/s1600/BSDebate+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 121px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsPoF9eZXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/D2Xni5bUpe8/s400/BSDebate+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479490553095546226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya heran dan geram membaca di atas itu. Heran karena dengan kalimat Bambang, "lebih murah bayar anda dan Wilmar" berarti beliau membenarkan beliau dibayar murah oleh Bakrie? Dan sayapun geram, wakil rakyat menghina rakyatnya? Maka saya tweet beliau:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsRnuQol6I/AAAAAAAAAbs/eIIGltJHXvI/s1600/BSDebate+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsRnuQol6I/AAAAAAAAAbs/eIIGltJHXvI/s400/BSDebate+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479492745756710818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu perdebatan dimulai. Yang berwarna biru itu dari Bambang Soesatyo, yang pink itu saya. Ada beberapa yang sengaja waktunya saya lompat-lompatkan, agar pembicaraan menjadi nyambung dan pembaca tidak bingung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsUVApzS9I/AAAAAAAAAcM/au5IMWB4s3Q/s1600/BSDebate+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 71px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsUVApzS9I/AAAAAAAAAcM/au5IMWB4s3Q/s400/BSDebate+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479495722811476946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsUduWQvwI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BsfHFwVZq4s/s1600/BSDebate+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 75px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsUduWQvwI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BsfHFwVZq4s/s400/BSDebate+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479495872516505346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsUsJlrPJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/9XoTqrZPBks/s1600/BSDebate+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 72px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsUsJlrPJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/9XoTqrZPBks/s400/BSDebate+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479496120347081874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsVHb2YdYI/AAAAAAAAAck/ae-4PB4Ef38/s1600/BSDebate+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 69px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsVHb2YdYI/AAAAAAAAAck/ae-4PB4Ef38/s400/BSDebate+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479496589105460610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsYk3u6AgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gQoCiG5rr1U/s1600/BSDebate+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 71px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsYk3u6AgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gQoCiG5rr1U/s400/BSDebate+8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479500393341387266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsbNAYZNTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1mkhg5jT8kQ/s1600/BSDebate+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 72px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsbNAYZNTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1mkhg5jT8kQ/s400/BSDebate+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479503281880905010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAscXnvCPZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/rR6BOlFM3v0/s1600/BSDebate+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 63px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAscXnvCPZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/rR6BOlFM3v0/s400/BSDebate+15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479504563755171218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsfmhrc7KI/AAAAAAAAAd0/knAxWCmp6X8/s1600/BSDebate+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 65px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsfmhrc7KI/AAAAAAAAAd0/knAxWCmp6X8/s400/BSDebate+18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479508118362451106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsf8J29mgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_c2_jDeet8k/s1600/BSDebate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 65px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsf8J29mgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_c2_jDeet8k/s400/BSDebate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479508489925401090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAshF1KVOCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_3ui3UFQP0k/s1600/BSDebate+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 66px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAshF1KVOCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_3ui3UFQP0k/s400/BSDebate+20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479509755679815714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAshdMVg0kI/AAAAAAAAAec/p1TL00GXWio/s1600/BSDebate+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 39px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAshdMVg0kI/AAAAAAAAAec/p1TL00GXWio/s400/BSDebate+22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479510157037720130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAshtvC93tI/AAAAAAAAAek/CdBQVyvNc_0/s1600/BSDebate+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 48px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAshtvC93tI/AAAAAAAAAek/CdBQVyvNc_0/s400/BSDebate+23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479510441233080018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsh-4QdADI/AAAAAAAAAes/DJVZB-KFWkg/s1600/BSDebate+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 65px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsh-4QdADI/AAAAAAAAAes/DJVZB-KFWkg/s400/BSDebate+24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479510735763341362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsjkhsjrPI/AAAAAAAAAfE/p8uGdhAJy4k/s1600/BSDebate+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 65px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsjkhsjrPI/AAAAAAAAAfE/p8uGdhAJy4k/s400/BSDebate+26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479512482053860594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi beliau mengatakan Indonesia membayar hutang dari APBN, sekarang mengatakan dari WB. Duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu ada kasus penyerangan Israel terhadap Freedom Flotilla. Saya lupa perdebatan dengan beliau. Yang saya ingat, sudah berbulan-bulan saya bertanya sesuatu kepada beliau tapi tidak pernah dijawab, sehingga saya reply ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsozjY0AgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qQvggscMjQw/s1600/BSDebate+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 64px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAsozjY0AgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qQvggscMjQw/s400/BSDebate+27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479518237764092418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAso7Ol6YdI/AAAAAAAAAf0/uVXIBnK_-yQ/s1600/BSDebate+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 48px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAso7Ol6YdI/AAAAAAAAAf0/uVXIBnK_-yQ/s400/BSDebate+28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479518369620845010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAspAb1Lw0I/AAAAAAAAAf8/rW-GjMW419g/s1600/BSDebate+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Setelah itu tidak ada lagi jawaban dari beliau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-5271102702700702623?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/5271102702700702623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=5271102702700702623' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5271102702700702623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5271102702700702623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2010/06/debating-with-bambang-soesatyo.html' title='Debating With Bambang Soesatyo'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAs6B6RiPvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/CdJ7oQNJOQs/s72-c/20091214_103806_BS2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-8316145270149242249</id><published>2010-05-28T18:35:00.015+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T14:35:39.496+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Benci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budaya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesia'/><title type='text'>aisenodni.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAispezx52I/AAAAAAAAAbM/UB5ks82YmEg/s1600/indonesiaterbalik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAispezx52I/AAAAAAAAAbM/UB5ks82YmEg/s400/indonesiaterbalik.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478818775341066082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya benci hidup di negara ini, negara yang berbudaya terbalik-balik. Setiap hari semakin banyak list budaya Indonesia yang semakin terbalik dari yang seharusnya. Bagaimana negara ini akan dikagumi oleh rakyatnya sendiri apabila selalu menyimpang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Kebebasan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebebasan semacam berargumen dengan orang tua/gurunya, memiliki pemikiran lain mengenai agama, atau berfikir kreatif walau nakal, adalah tabu dan dilarang keras dalam budaya kita. Namun budaya kita membebaskan kita mengusik kebebasan kehidupan orang lain. Bertanya, "agamamu apa?" "Sudah sholat belum? Kok kamu ga sholat?" "Orang tua kerja dimana?" "Ih kok gitu sih! Dosa kamu!" "Oh orang tuanya dosen? Pantes masuk UGM!" Kebebasan yang seharusnya tabu justru menjadi budaya yang lumrah dan kental di Indonesia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Peras Pedagang, Bantu Pengamen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negara ini sangat menghormati dan membantu para pemalas dan peminta: pengamen, tukang parkir, dan pengemis (pengemis anak atau yang muda dan sehat). Namun negara ini sangat pelit dan melecehkan mereka yang berusaha keras mencari nafkah: menawar sadis ongkos becak dan dagangan di pasar, galak terhadap sopir, menghina pembantu, dsb. Ada apa dengan otak negara ini? Kenapa yang berusaha justru kita peras dan hina, namun para pemalas justru dibantu dan dikasihi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. "Kembali ke masing-masing individu saja."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote ini saya dapat saat berdebat politik dengan seseorang. Saya rasa quote itu bodoh jika ditujukan untuk topik perdebatan kita. Politik adalah masalah bersama, kembali ke masing-masing individu sama saja memperparah keadaan politik. Jika semua orang berfikir politik untuk masing-masing individu, negara ini akan semakin rusak karena semua orang akan egois dan memikirkan diri sendiri. Namun kebalikkannya, di Indonesia berdebat agama adalah masalah bersama bukan individu. Orang lain boleh menentukan "Mimit dosa karena mencat rambut," bukannya memberikan hak saya untuk kembali ke diri saya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiga hal di atas cukup memperkuat kebencian saya terhadap Indonesia. Namun negara ini sedang labil, sedang tidak tau diri, sedang PMS, sedang belajar, sedang butuh rakyatnya untuk saling mengingatkan. Saya akan membenci diri sendiri jika hanya menyalahkan Indonesia saja. Saya ingin membantu Indonsia mulai dari detik ini. Ada yang mau ikut? Sini saya gandeng. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-8316145270149242249?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/8316145270149242249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=8316145270149242249' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8316145270149242249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8316145270149242249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2010/05/indonesia-yang-antonim.html' title='aisenodni.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/TAispezx52I/AAAAAAAAAbM/UB5ks82YmEg/s72-c/indonesiaterbalik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2601973863801010576</id><published>2010-05-10T01:46:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T11:33:06.591+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAM Indonesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachland Nashidik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munir'/><title type='text'>Cerita Sahabat Almarhum Munir</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-cEe_3sRmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/r2AuULga1-M/s1600/the-three-musketeers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-cEe_3sRmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/r2AuULga1-M/s400/the-three-musketeers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469345203052365410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three Musketeers: Rachland Nashidik, Munir Said Thalib, Rusdi Marpaung. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini saya diberi link oleh Oom Rachland Nashidik (@ranabaja) cerita tentang almarhum sahabatnya, Munir. Saya sangat terharu dan sedih hingga akhirnya menangis saat membaca cerita ini :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita ini semoga membuat kita tidak lupa bahwa kita pernah memiliki tokoh HAM besar yang hebat dan langka, yang dibunuh namun kasusnya tak pernah terungkap. Dengan ini saya ingin membagikan spirit agar kita semua menolak lupa dan memiliki jiwa seperti almarhum aktivis HAM kita tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikut ceritanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANGGILAN telepon itu dari Todung Mulya Lubis, Ketua Badan Pendiri Imparsial. Siang itu, Selasa (7/9), saya ada di Manado, dan telah duduk bersama pembicara lain dalam diskusi publik mengenai RUU TNI. Namun, setelah telepon genggam saya kembali bergetar untuk ketiga kalinya, dengan berbisik saya menerimanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ujung, suara Bang Mulya serak dan setengah berteriak: "Munir meninggal! Munir kita!" Selanjutnya hanya ada saya dan berita duka yang mencabik-cabik itu. Saya keluar dari ruangan dan duduk menyendiri. Tak mau ditemui orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mengenal Munir sejak tahun 1994 dan menjadi amat akrab dalam empat tahun terakhir ini. Praktis tiap hari saya bertemu, bekerja, berdebat, atau sekadar ngobrol dan bercanda dengannya sambil minum kopi di halaman belakang kantor kami. Sebenarnya, ia bukan peminum kopi. Ia juga sudah lama berhenti merokok. Namun, manakala sedang merasa amat penat, ia memesan kopi tanpa gula dan sesekali merokok. Saya katakan padanya, satu-satunya kesamaan dia dengan sahabat saya lainnya, Hendardi, adalah mereka sama-sama suka kopi tanpa gula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munir adalah tokoh besar dengan reputasi internasional yang amat bersahaja. Kurang dari setahun ini, ia baru memiliki mobil: Toyota Mark II tahun 80-an warna putih, yang ia beli secara mencicil. Sebenarnya, saya dan Ucok Marpaung berusaha agar kantor bisa membeli "mobil dinas" untuknya. Namun, ia berkeras membeli mobil sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia bangga dengan mobil itu, tepatnya pada perangkat CD dan sound system di dalamnya yang ia beli di Bekasi. Tiap kali saya ikut dalam mobilnya, hal pertama yang ia lakukan adalah meraih remote control dan menyetel musik, sering kali keras-keras: U2, Scorpion, Leon Hainess Band, The Bread, Genesis, Metallica, Incognito dan juga Bethoven. "Mobilku tua tetapi di dalamnya aku bisa tidur sambil mendengar musik," katanya. Bagi saya, itu adalah caranya untuk mensyukuri apa yang ia punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelumnya, dari rumah kontrakannya di Bekasi ke kantor kami di Jalan Diponegoro, Jakarta Pusat, tiap hari Munir naik sepeda motor bebek. Tiap kali tiba di kantor, ia kelihatan amat lelah, meski tak pernah kelihatan tak bersemangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motor berpelat "N" itu adalah miliknya yang kedua. Motor pertama sempat hilang, namun ketika malingnya tahu motor itu milik Munir, motor itu dikembalikan. Beberapa bulan kemudian motor yang sama dicuri lagi dan tak pernah kembali. "Pasti maling yang ini lebih miskin dari yang sebelumnya," komentarnya sambil tertawa. Realistis tanpa kehilangan rasa jenaka. Itulah caranya menerima realitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munir dikenal amat jujur. Bahkan, karena kejujurannya, ia sering amat keras pada diri sendiri. Sebagai penerima Right Livelihood Award, ia berhak atas hadiah ratusan juta rupiah. Apa yang dilakukan? "Aku dikenal orang karena penderitaan korban pelanggaran hak asasi manusia," katanya. "Jadi, aku serahkan uang itu pada KontraS agar bisa terus membela para korban. Aku minta sedikit saja. Biar aku bisa punya rumah sendiri di Malang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari di tahun 2003 ia harus dirawat karena ginjalnya membengkak. Awalnya ia tidak bersedia dirawat di rumah sakit, namun akhirnya mengalah dan memilih masuk kamar kelas 2. "Yang penting perawatan dan dokternya," katanya. Saya berkeras memindahkannya ke VIP agar dia bisa beristirahat sendiri di kamar. Dia menolak dan hanya setuju setelah saya ingatkan, tamu-tamu yang menjenguknya terlalu banyak dan mengganggu pasien lain. Saya katakan juga, sebagai orang sakit, tugasnya hanya segera sembuh. "Urusan lain adalah tugas orang yang sembuh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun, dalam keharusannya untuk beristirahat pun, ia masih bekerja. Suatu malam Bang Mulya menghubungi saya dan menggerutu. "Munir itu membawa laptop ke rumah sakit. Bagaimana dia mau istirahat?" Saya datang malam itu juga dan mengambil laptop yang sedang ia gunakan. Ia diam saja. Namun, belakangan saya dengar dari Suci, istrinya, komentarnya tentang saya, "Aku sekarang punya istri kedua...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEKARANG Munir telah mendahului kita, namun ia sebenarnya tak pernah benar-benar pergi. Dari kesederhanaannya ia telah mewariskan sesuatu yang amat berharga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a truly committed human rights defender. Namun, meski tidak sempat ia selesaikan, Munir juga seorang human rights thinker. Ia bergerak melengkapi dirinya dari seorang aktivis menjadi seorang pemikir. Ia tidak berhenti membaca buku, menulis, dan berdebat. Namun, ketajaman dan orisinalitas gagasannya yang sering mengejutkan, justru ia dapatkan dari pergelutannya yang menantang risiko dengan kasus-kasus pelanggaran hak-hak asasi manusia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munir memberi kita, kepada Indonesia, sebuah standar pencapaian dalam bekerja mempromosikan dan melindungi hak-hak asasi manusia. Mulai sekarang, setiap kali orang membayangkan sosok ideal seorang human rights defender di Indonesia, orang akan selalu merujuk dan membandingkannya dengan Munir. Mulai sekarang, kita semua, tiap orang Indonesia, tak akan meminta kurang dari apa yang telah diberikan Munir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sering orang mulai menghargai sesuatu manakala ia telah kehilangan. Itu benar tentang relasi saya dengan Munir. Bagi saya, selama ini ia adalah seorang rekan kerja, sekutu dalam keyakinan, direktur eksekutif Imparsial, my boss. Selama ini, saya memandang dan memperlakukan relasi kami secara rasional, bahkan dalam momen-momen yang seharusnya amat personal. Baru sekarang saya sadar, sebenarnya relasi kami lebih dari itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam ketika ia berangkat ke Belanda, sesaat sebelum menaiki pesawat, ia mengirim pesan pendek ke telepon genggam saya. Sebuah pesan yang ia kirimkan juga pada Ucok. "Lan, Cok, aku berangkat. Titip kantor, anak, dan istriku."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminggu sebelumnya, ia juga mengirim pesan pendek dari tempat kursus bahasa Inggris. "Lan, kau di mana? Aku udah kangen nih." Saya tunjukkan pesan pendek itu pada kawan-kawan sambil tertawa, lalu membalasnya, "Sudah kubilang, aku menolak jadi istri kedua."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munir adalah sahabat saya. My damn good friend! Saya merasa terhormat, bukan saja karena telah mendapat kesempatan untuk bekerja dengan seorang tokoh muda bereputasi internasional kelahiran Indonesia, a world class human rights defender, namun terutama karena bisa bersahabat dengan seorang pribadi yang santun, jujur, dan amat bersahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cak, terima kasih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(KOMPAS, 11 September 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Terima kasih banyak Oom Rachland yang telah membagikan cerita menarik dan inspiring ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2601973863801010576?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2601973863801010576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2601973863801010576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2601973863801010576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2601973863801010576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2010/05/cerita-sahabat-almarhum-munir.html' title='Cerita Sahabat Almarhum Munir'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-cEe_3sRmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/r2AuULga1-M/s72-c/the-three-musketeers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6378091942014627493</id><published>2010-05-01T16:53:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T11:28:42.899+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Centro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping Rally'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Most Stylist'/><title type='text'>Centro Jogja Most Stylist Onliner</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-cPK9OoKQI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GPF875Ux264/s1600/stylish-challenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-cPK9OoKQI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GPF875Ux264/s400/stylish-challenge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469356953373780226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, fashion is about how to respect people to respect you in return. Saya tidak akan memakai baju sexy jika akan bertemu dosen saya, saya harus memakai baju yang santai saat akan ke mall bersama ibu, tapi sayapun tidak akan memakai baju terlalu sopan saat akan nonton gigs. Yup, setiap acara itulah tema. Semakin kita menguasai tema acara, maka kita semakin dapat menghargai orang yang akan kita temui di acara itu. Hasilnya orang itu akan menghargai kita kembali. Kesempatan &lt;a href="http://www.centro.co.id/"&gt;Centro&lt;/a&gt; Challenge kemarin menguji kami para 10 finalis: bagaimana kita menguasai tema Centro Color Play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun berpenampilan itu tidak hanya mengenai penguasaan tema acara saja, tetapi juga perlu mengingat seberapa luaskah pengetahuan kita terhadap diri sendiri? Pengetahuan yang luas terhadap diri sendiri akan membantu kita untuk mampu menutupi kekurangan dan menonjolkan kelebihan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hal di ataslah yang membantu saya memilih baju di Centro Departemen Store dalam Shopping Rally Challenge senilai Rp. 1.000.000,- dalam waktu 1 jam hehehe. Juga dibantu oleh 2 sahabat dan pacar, saya dapat memilih pakaian yang sesuai dengan tema dan pribadi saya, sehari sebelum Shopping Rally diadakan. Walaupun pemilihan baju sedikit berubah di detik-detik terakhir Shopping Rally berakhir, namun syukurlah, saya tidak melakukan kesalahan dalam detik-detik terakhir tersebut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/i&gt; saya masuk 3 besar. Yang saya ingat komentar dari para juri saat akan mengumumkan pemenang adalah originalitas, kesesuaian tema, dan tetap tampil menarik. Ternyata pemenangnya adalah saya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita tidak hanya berakhir disitu saja. Bahwa ternyata di detik kemenangan saya, saya mendapat satu pelajaran lagi dalam berpenampilan: &lt;i&gt;how you behave.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/i&gt; saya pernah merasakan kalah, sehingga saya tahu bagaimana bersikap menang. Tidak ada gunanya saya berbusana menarik tetapi perilaku saya seperti Miranda Priestly dalam The Devil Wears Prada. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka dengan penguasaan tema acara, mengetahui kelebihan-kekurangan diri sendiri, dan behave, saya rasa andapun menjadi The Most Stylist Boy or Girl On Earth! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thank you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Centro, for the best experience in my life. I swear to God I will tell this to my children and granchildren :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://hermansaksono.com/2010/04/centro-fashion-fest.html"&gt;Mas Herman&lt;/a&gt;, my brother who told me about this competition and taking my picture. Dia kakak terbaik dalam hal informasi hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My bestfriends, especially Muthia and Ajeng and my bf Ari for helping me in choosing. MUACH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. To my friends Arum, &lt;a href="http://iloveversicle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thika&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ivanloviano.com/"&gt;Iphan&lt;/a&gt;, Jatu, Udit, Ika, &lt;a href="http://www.risingecha91.blogspot.com/"&gt;Echa&lt;/a&gt;, dan &lt;a href="http://thepicnicgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mira&lt;/a&gt;, walau pesaing tapi selalu kompak dan saling membantu ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Semua yang telah membantu vote saya. Saya ranking 3 lho! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Semua pegawai Centro yang telah membantu mencari sepatu saya yang sempet hilang, membantu menghitung barang, membantu menghitung sisa uang dengan kalkulator, dan supportnya yang sangat mengesankan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dan yang sudah membaca tulisan saya ini :) Tahun depan saya yakin akan ada lagi, JANGAN TERLEWATKAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6378091942014627493?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6378091942014627493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6378091942014627493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6378091942014627493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6378091942014627493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2010/05/centro-jogja-most-stylist-onliner.html' title='Centro Jogja Most Stylist Onliner'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-cPK9OoKQI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GPF875Ux264/s72-c/stylish-challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2195353280128847667</id><published>2010-04-13T21:16:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:45:24.199+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>Vote For Me For Charity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S8R9DmTt1qI/AAAAAAAAAZc/k61YBph5GQU/s1600/25910_408114136825_765061825_4887825_6344010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S8R9DmTt1qI/AAAAAAAAAZc/k61YBph5GQU/s400/25910_408114136825_765061825_4887825_6344010_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459626149056206498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, saya adalah salah satu finalist Most Stylish Challenge di &lt;a href="http://www.centro.co.id/"&gt;Centro Departement Store, Yogyakarta.&lt;/a&gt; Salah satu yang bisa saya menangkan adalah mendapatkan voucher belanja di Centro sebesar Rp. 500.000,- apabila foto saya mendapat vote "like" terbanyak dari 9 finalis lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pikir, saya tidak membutuhkan voucher sebanyak itu untuk saat ini. Saya pikir, apabila saya mendapatkan voucher itu karena di-vote terbanyak, seharusnya bukan hanya karena saya fashionable saja, tapi karena untuk hal yang lebih bermakna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga dengan ini, apabila saya memenangkan vote terbanyak, maka voucher itu akan saya belanjakan baju sebanyak mungkin untuk saya hadiahkan kepada anak yatim-piatu di Yayasan Sayap Ibu Yogyakarta (atau mungkin ada ide lain?). Apabila saya menang, saya tidak akan lupa menyebut nama anda yang telah membantu vote saya kepada yayasan tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So vote for me, as vote for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caranya:&lt;br /&gt;1. Klik &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/centroholic"&gt;link ini.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jadilah fans Centro agar dapat mengklik "like"&lt;br /&gt;3. Buka &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=4399000&amp;id=183973177129"&gt;link ini.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Terakhir klik "like" untuk foto saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih ya ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2195353280128847667?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2195353280128847667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2195353280128847667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2195353280128847667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2195353280128847667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2010/04/vote-for-me-for-charity.html' title='Vote For Me For Charity!'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S8R9DmTt1qI/AAAAAAAAAZc/k61YBph5GQU/s72-c/25910_408114136825_765061825_4887825_6344010_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-8990336545746068591</id><published>2010-04-04T08:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T16:28:25.733+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artworks By Me.'/><title type='text'>my 3 hours artworks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJwLCzVGqLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pTBmK16YKro/s1600-h/fashionstreet2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJwLCzVGqLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pTBmK16YKro/s320/fashionstreet2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232069009864042674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJwLPaUs9AI/AAAAAAAAANA/cfGL1HU3b2I/s1600-h/etnic+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJwLPaUs9AI/AAAAAAAAANA/cfGL1HU3b2I/s320/etnic+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232069226489771010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJwLpmoOgsI/AAAAAAAAANI/dYFbQEnKuOo/s1600-h/fashionstreet3+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJwLpmoOgsI/AAAAAAAAANI/dYFbQEnKuOo/s320/fashionstreet3+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232069676469486274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJwLztPI14I/AAAAAAAAANQ/OBIQqmfdSI0/s1600-h/fashionstreet1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJwLztPI14I/AAAAAAAAANQ/OBIQqmfdSI0/s320/fashionstreet1+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232069850041997186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 4 girls are my favorite artworks right now. It takes about 3 hours to draw them. Love it. Thanks Photoshop. Muah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-8990336545746068591?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/8990336545746068591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=8990336545746068591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8990336545746068591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8990336545746068591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/08/fashion.html' title='my 3 hours artworks.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJwLCzVGqLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pTBmK16YKro/s72-c/fashionstreet2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6616948190393325407</id><published>2010-01-26T19:11:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T17:20:45.433+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dibyo Prabowo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Issue.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rapat Pansus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economics.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bank Century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunuh Diri'/><title type='text'>Rapat Pansus Bank Century Mengundang Kebohongan: Dibyo Prabowo Bunuh Diri</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S6ShAMoWr7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/7bDjW5ZcUAA/s1600-h/pakdib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S6ShAMoWr7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/7bDjW5ZcUAA/s400/pakdib.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450658473787699122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alm. Prof. Dr. Dibyo Prabowo, M.Sc. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berita sore ini mengejutkan saya. Dalam rapat Pansus Bank Century, Koordinator Perwakilan Nasabah Bank Century, &lt;b&gt;Z. Siput L.&lt;/b&gt; menyatakan &lt;b&gt;Prof. Dr. Dibyo Prabowo, M.Sc.&lt;/b&gt; adalah satu dari empat &lt;b&gt;korban bunuh diri&lt;/b&gt; atas kejadian skandal Bank Century, karena beliau kehilangan Rp. 16 Milyar akibat skandal tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau adalah profesor senior yang sudah matang, mengingat usia beliau 69 tahun. Beliau juga telah menghadapi berbagai macam resiko, mengingat beliau adalah seorang ekonom senior. Apakah mungkin beliau bunuh diri hanya karena kasus Bank Century?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's flash back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Salah satu guru besar terbaik Universitas Gadjah Mada sekaligus Rektor Universitas Atmajaya Yogyakarta, Prof. Dr. Dibyo Prabowo, M.Sc. meninggal dunia, pada hari Rabu, 19 Agustus 2009 pukul 15.45 WIB di RS Panti Rapih Yogyakarta. Almarhum wafat dalam usia 69 tahun yang disebabkan oleh serangan jantung. Beliau sudah sempat dirawat selama 10 hari di Rumah Sakit Panti Rapih Yogyakarta karena sesak napas. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dari berbagai sumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau sudah meninggal sejak pertengahan Agustus tahun lalu, namun baru hari ini saya dan teman-teman saya sesama mahasiswa Fakultas Ekonomika dan Bisnis UGM mendengar gosip miring tersebut yang muncul dari ruang sidang rapat Pansus Bank Century. Padahal saya adalah mantan mahasiswa beliau yang sangat menyukai &lt;i&gt;guyonan&lt;/i&gt; beliau di kelas, rumah tinggal sayapun berada di dekat rumah almarhum, dan yang paling tidak masuk akal, lingkungan saya adalah lingkungan UGM, tetapi kenapa baru sekarang saya mendengar berita beliau bunuh diri? Yang saya dan teman-teman tahu dan percaya adalah beliau meninggal karena sudah lama sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adanya berita ini, ada tiga hal yang sangat mengecewakan saya. Pertama, Bapak Dibyo tidak pantas diberitakan seburuk itu dengan seenaknya. Kalaupun beliau memang dicurigai bunuh diri, hal ini masih  belum pasti, sehingga tidak sepatutnya &lt;b&gt;Z. Siput L.&lt;/b&gt; menceritakan berita itu kepada publik, seakan-akan berita itu sudah pasti. Apalagi menceritakannya pada rapat negara yang penting dan terbuka untuk publik. Namun jika ternyata Siput tidak mengatakan begitu, maka apakah media informasilah yang terlalu melebih-lebihkan berita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedua, beliau adalah seorang suami, bapak, kakek, saudara, sahabat, rekan kerja, dan dosen, bagi banyak orang termasuk saya. Berita ini sungguh menyakiti hati kami, para orang terdekat beliau. Meninggalnya seseorang yang kami sayangi menjadi berita yang menjijikan: beliau bunuh diri. Apakah itu pantas mengingat berita itu belum valid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiga, berita bunuh diri ini fitnah atau salah informasi, keduanya keterlaluan. Entah darimana &lt;b&gt;Z. Siput L.&lt;/b&gt; mendapatkan informasi ini. Entah kenapa pula Koordinator Perwakilan Nasabah Bank Century itu dengan yakin menceritakan berita ini dalam rapat penting yang ditonton publik dengan bebas itu. Yang jelas, lagi-lagi Anggota Pansus Bank Century telah mendatangkan saksi yang sumber informasinya &lt;i&gt;ngawur&lt;/i&gt;. Jika anggota Pansus Bank Century sering mendapat lalu memakai informasi yang salah, bagaimana kita harus mempercayai hasilnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga tulisan ini membuat Bapak Dibyo Prabowo lega di atas sana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6616948190393325407?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6616948190393325407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6616948190393325407' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6616948190393325407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6616948190393325407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2010/01/rapat-pansus-bank-century-mengundang.html' title='Rapat Pansus Bank Century Mengundang Kebohongan: Dibyo Prabowo Bunuh Diri'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S6ShAMoWr7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/7bDjW5ZcUAA/s72-c/pakdib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2712965423319507055</id><published>2009-05-14T17:06:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:31:24.980+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><title type='text'>watchmen (spoiler inside).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SgvtZ8Jq4EI/AAAAAAAAAX8/KrI3B1xwypQ/s1600-h/watchmen-final-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SgvtZ8Jq4EI/AAAAAAAAAX8/KrI3B1xwypQ/s400/watchmen-final-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335619213449683010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watchmen sangat sulit dimengerti. Dari awal hingga akhir, film ini memiliki cerita yang sulit ditebak kemana arahnya. Saya butuh menonton berkali-kali untuk memahami detail-detail ceritanya. Namun secara garis besar saya paham betul maknanya dan pada akhirnya film ini memberikan pesan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;brillian&lt;/span&gt; kepada saya --dan tentu saja kepada semua orang termasuk pemerintah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada 3 alasan mengapa film ini saya rasa membosankan dan sulit dimengerti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Penuh dengan kata-kata puitis yang tentu saja menjadi ambigu bagi mereka yang tidak pandai bermain puisi, seperti saya.&lt;br /&gt;2. Perkenalan setiap karakter diceritakan pada tengah-tengah cerita setelah masalah sudah berjalan cukup panjang. &lt;br /&gt;3. Informasi-informasi penting kadang diceritakan bersamaan dengan informasi lain. Seperti saat adegan Dr. Manhattan menghadiri jumpa pers dalam acara televisi, bersamaan dengan itu muncul adegan lain dimana Laurie dan Dan sedang berkelahi dengan perampok jalanan. Walaupun adegan Dr. Manhattan lah yang lebih penting sebagai informasi cerita, namun adegan perkelahian Laurie dan Dan dengan perampok jauh lebih menarik daripada adegan Dr. Manhattan, sehingga penonton menjadi kehilangan informasi cerita yang seharusnya mereka perhatikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi terlepas dari itu, saya suka film ini. Seperti pendapat saya sebelumnya, film ini memberikan pesan besar bagi saya dan kita dalam menghadapi masalah persatuan. Pesan besar dalam film ini bagi saya hanya simple saja: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bagaimana caranya membuat dunia yang damai?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membuat dunia ini damai sangatlah sulit dan perlu pengorbanan, namun &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.id/url?sa=t&amp;source=web&amp;ct=res&amp;cd=1&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FAlan_Moore&amp;ei=3-8LSurSD4fe7AOt5Zn0Bw&amp;usg=AFQjCNFgwuZd6g4hPBuxz55LZdGKtk4KfQ&amp;sig2=7kUJ9RmC3n0zZ0-WjnSNbA"&gt; Alan Moore&lt;/a&gt; menunjukkan kepada kita bahwa itu mungkin saja dapat terjadi. Sebuah perdamaian antar kelompok atau negara dimulai dari rasa persatuan antara mereka. Persatuan itu dimulai dari kesamaan nasib dalam menghadapi masalah bersama atau &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;common enemy&lt;/span&gt;. Dalam film ini, pada saat dunia akan menghadapi perang (lagi), akhirnya salah satu Watchmen merekayasa dunia ini agar dunia merasa memiliki &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;common enemy&lt;/span&gt;, yaitu Dr. Manhattan. Sebenarnya Dr. Manhattan tidak berbuat apapun. Dia hanya seorang super hero yang akhirnya harus mengorbankan namanya karena dibenci oleh seluruh manusia di bumi yang mengira dia adalah &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;common enemy&lt;/span&gt;. Dengan munculnya &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;common enemy&lt;/span&gt; tersebut, dunia yang pada awalnya berlomba-lomba membuat senjata nuklir untuk berperang mengalahkan satu sama lain, justru membelokkan setir mereka: bersatu saling menolong dan membuat senjata bersama untuk melawan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;common enemy&lt;/span&gt; mereka. Akhirnya dunia pun bersatu dan damai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Moore juga menunjukkan kepada kita bahwa superhero yang mengandalkan kecerdasan atau bahkan hanya mengandalkan ototnya saja adalah super basi. Dunia lebih membutuhkan mereka yang mau mengorbankan hidup dan nama baik mereka untuk kedamaian dunia. Inilah superhero ideal abad ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang saya pikirkan sekarang, berarti untuk jaman sekarang, superhero bisa benar-benar ada di dunia nyata kita karena mereka bisa datang dari manapun, dengan gender apapun, walau tidak memiliki otot. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2712965423319507055?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2712965423319507055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2712965423319507055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2712965423319507055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2712965423319507055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2009/05/watchmen-spoiler-inside.html' title='watchmen (spoiler inside).'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SgvtZ8Jq4EI/AAAAAAAAAX8/KrI3B1xwypQ/s72-c/watchmen-final-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-7492217343126618924</id><published>2009-04-28T23:58:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:13:00.543+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economics.'/><title type='text'>why dollar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SfdBqrQNFwI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qqde0meMZD4/s1600-h/1164835_coins_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SfdBqrQNFwI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qqde0meMZD4/s400/1164835_coins_4.jpg" border="0"alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800885437273858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sering mendapatkan pertanyaan, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kenapa mata uang Dollar Amerika bisa menjadi mata uang internasional?&lt;/span&gt; Bahkan ada yang menanyakannya di &lt;a href="http://id.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080318053117AA2z5GA"&gt;Yahoo Answer&lt;/a&gt;. Sayang sekali, menurut saya, yang menjadi jawaban terbaik dalam forum itupun belum sepenuhnya menjelaskan alasannya. Bahkan ada jawaban yang sangat lucu, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hegemoni mas.rekayasa global yang luar biasa,kongkalikong yahudi"&lt;/span&gt; He? Apakah sebuah kebencian terhadap suatu ras menyebabkan seseorang begitu bodoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hari ini saya mendapatkan tugas kuliah Internasional Moneter oleh Ibu Sri Adiningsih, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and guess what&lt;/span&gt;, saya bertugas menjawab pertanyaan tadi: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kenapa mata uang Dollar Amerika bisa menjadi mata uang internasional?&lt;/span&gt; Ada beberapa alasan, namun saya mengambil 3 saja. Sebelumnya, bagi yang tidak tertarik mengenai moneter dunia, lebih baik pergi dari sini :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari dimulai. Alasan pertama: sejarah membawa dollar menjadi mata uang internasional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimulai dari perjanjian Bretton Woods setelah Perang Dunia 2 yang efeknya masih terasa hingga sekarang; perjanjian untuk menggunakan emas sebagai standar global nilai mata uang. Pada saat itu keadaan ekonomi negara-negara dunia, kecuali Amerika Serikat, hancur karena perang. Ini menyebabkan mereka bergantung pada pinjaman yang diberikan oleh Amerika. Pinjaman ini diberikan dalam bentuk Dollar Amerika. Sebagai jaminan, Amerika menerima emas yang dimiliki negara-negara ini. Hasilnya, Amerika otomatis menguasai seluruh emas di dunia dan jadinya hanya Dollar Amerika yang nilainya disokong oleh emas. Secara praktis, ini berarti Dollar Amerika telah menggantikan emas sebagai sumber likuiditas perekonomian dunia dan menjadi basis sistem keuangan dunia. Implikasinya, setiap negara membangun cadangan devisa dalam bentuk Dollar Amerika; cadangan Dollar diperlukan agar mata uang negara yang bersangkutan dapat ditukarkan dengan Dollar atau emas. Pada saat ini lah mata uang Amerika itu menjadi mata uang internasional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alasan kedua: resiko menjadi mata uang internasional &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Tidak selalu menjadi mata uang internasional itu memberikan efek positif pada negara yang memiliki mata uang itu, dalam hal ini negara Amerika dengan Dollarnya. Banyak efek negatif yang dapat melanda Amerika saat mata uangnya menjadi mata uang internasional. Beberapa efek negatif menjadi mata uang internasional antara lain:&lt;br /&gt;1. Negara itu harus me-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;maintain trust&lt;/span&gt;, yang menyebabkan negara itu memiliki tugas yang berat untuk dunia.&lt;br /&gt;2. Apabila negara pemilik mata uang internasional tidak dapat me-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;maintain trust&lt;/span&gt;, maka dapat menyebabkan mata uang itu drop secara tiba-tiba.&lt;br /&gt;3. Akan lebih sulit dalam mengontrol likuiditasnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alasan ketiga: tidak semua mata uang yang kuat dapat menjadi mata uang internasional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Untuk menjadi mata uang internasional dibutuhkan pemilik yang kuat, dalam hal ini negara yang kuat. Menjadi mata uang yang kuat bukan berarti mampu untuk menjadi mata uang internasional. Ini disebabkan karena negara yang memiliki mata uang itu belum tentu memiliki kestabilan ekonomi dan politik yang baik. Padahal untuk menjadi mata uang internasional, dibutuhkan negara dengan keadaan ekonomi maupun politik yang stabil, karena sebagai mata uang internasional dibutuhkan kepercayaan dari dunia agar dunia menggunakannya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sebagai contohnya mata uang dari negara Kuwait, yaitu Dinar. Walaupun saat ini Dinar sebagai salah satu mata uang yang terkuat, namun keadaan Kuwait tidak stabil. Hal ini menyebabkan dunia tidak ingin mempercayakan mata uangnya kepada Dinar Kuwait sebab walaupun mata uang itu terkuat, namun belum tentu dalam jangka panjang akan stabil. Padahal menukarkan mata uang lalu menyimpannya adalah kegiatan jangka panjang, sehingga dibutuhkan kepercayaan yang besar dari dunia. Inilah sebab Dollar Amerika menjadi mata uang yang dipercayai dunia karena kondisi negaranya yang dapat diprediksi akan stabil dalam jangka panjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi bukan karena Amerika negara adidaya lalu begitu saja menjadikan mata uangnya mata uang internasional atau bahkan ada &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kong-kalikong&lt;/span&gt; Yahudi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Thanks to Politikana, Mas Etta, and Uncle Google for the info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-7492217343126618924?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/7492217343126618924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=7492217343126618924' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7492217343126618924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7492217343126618924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-dollar.html' title='why dollar?'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SfdBqrQNFwI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qqde0meMZD4/s72-c/1164835_coins_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-5409882649028390365</id><published>2009-04-26T00:30:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:26:19.105+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>boys and girls big questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SfNVhhobeWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/S00CNETDbzI/s1600-h/question-mar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SfNVhhobeWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/S00CNETDbzI/s400/question-mar2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328696818561415522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big question from most guy in my country: &lt;i&gt;why ugly guy get pretty girl?&lt;/i&gt; They discuss about this seriously. They even publish their thoughts on &lt;a href='www.kaskus.us'&gt;Kaskus&lt;/a&gt;. Oh mannnn, do this thing really bother you all? Uglier guy than you get pretty girl and you're not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me answer this big question from you guys: don't be over confidence but be confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st. You guys are over confidence by saying that other guy are ugly and you deserve the pretty girl better. Please! Did you forget that we need your brain and your sense of humor more than how you look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd. Beside over confidence, you guys aren't confidence enough. If you are confidence with your self, right now you got a lot of girls are waiting for your attention. Being a man with confidence is such a magnet for pretty girls. Need some example? I'll give you. Confidence means never worry to look stupid. Confidence means you say what you want to say. Confidence means never judge others. Confidence means you can solve your problem by your self. Confidence means no one knows what make you sad. Confidence means you are comfortable with what you are wearing. Confidence means never need to think twice to help others. Confidence means enjoy being your self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did that already? Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's my turn to ask you my big big question: &lt;i&gt;why stupid girl get smart guy?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer it, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-5409882649028390365?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/5409882649028390365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=5409882649028390365' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5409882649028390365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5409882649028390365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2009/04/boys-and-girls-big-questions.html' title='boys and girls big questions.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SfNVhhobeWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/S00CNETDbzI/s72-c/question-mar2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2668867072257579280</id><published>2009-02-08T12:51:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:18:37.841+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction.'/><title type='text'>kisah tragis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SY52KIH1d6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q4qZBafEqjM/s1600-h/1132753_envelope_cut_out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SY52KIH1d6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q4qZBafEqjM/s400/1132753_envelope_cut_out.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300303727812769698"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisah ini terjadi di suatu pagi yang cerah, yaa.. mungkin tidak begitu cerah untuk seorang ayah yang kebetulan memeriksa kamar putrinya. Dia mendapati kamar itu sudah rapi, dengan selembar amplop bertuliskan "Untuk Ayah" di atas kasurnya. Perlahan dia mulai membuka surat itu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt auto; padding: 1em; width: 300px; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ayah tercinta,&lt;br /&gt;Aku menulis surat ini dengan perasaan sedih dan sangat menyesal. Saat ayah membaca surat ini, aku telah pergi meninggalkan rumah. Aku pergi bersama kekasihku, dia cowok yang baik. Setelah bertemu dia, ayah juga pasti akan setuju meski dengan tatto2 dan piercing yang melekat di tubuhnya, juga dengan motor bututnya serta rambut gondrongnya. Dia sudah cukup dewasa meskipun belum begitu tua (aku pikir jaman sekarang 42 tahun tidaklah terlalu tua). Dia sangat baik terhadapku, lebih lagi dia ayah dari anak di kandunganku saat ini. Dia memintaku untuk membiarkan anak ini lahir dan kita akan membesarkannya bersama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami akan tinggal berpindah-pindah. Dia punya bisnis perdagangan extasy yang sangat luas. Dia juga telah meyakinkanku bahwa marijuana itu tidak begitu buruk. Kami akan tinggal bersama sampai maut memisahkan kami. Para ahli pengobatan pasti akan menemukan obat untuk AIDS, jadi dia bisa segera sembuh. Aku tahu dia juga punya cewek lain tapi aku percaya dia akan setia padaku dengan cara yang berbeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah.. jangan khawatirkan keadaanku. Aku sudah 15 tahun sekarang. Aku bisa menjaga diriku. Salam sayang untuk kalian semua. Oh iya, berikan bonekaku untuk adik, dia sangat menginginkannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih dengan perasaan terguncang dan tangan gemetaran, sang ayah membaca lembar kedua surat dari putri tercintanya itu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt auto; padding: 1em; width: 300px; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PS: Ayah... tidak ada satupun dari yang aku tulis di atas itu benar. Aku hanya ingin menunjukkan ada ribuan hal yg lebih mengerikan daripada nilai raportku yg buruk. Kalau ayah sudah menandatangani raportku di atas meja, panggil aku ya... Aku tidak kemana2. Saat ini aku ada di tetangga sebelah…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diambil oleh si pacarku dari &lt;a href="www.kaskus.us"&gt;sini.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2668867072257579280?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2668867072257579280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2668867072257579280' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2668867072257579280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2668867072257579280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2009/02/kisah-tragis.html' title='kisah tragis.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SY52KIH1d6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q4qZBafEqjM/s72-c/1132753_envelope_cut_out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-7643036258805107770</id><published>2009-01-12T03:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T03:20:35.105+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>what i admire most.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SWpUSdA5WOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/A43e19X0UdA/s1600-h/art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SWpUSdA5WOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/A43e19X0UdA/s400/art.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290133388302833890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take about 10 minutes just to stare and being amazed by beautiful girls, beautiful edited-photography, beautiful painting, beautiful picture of bathrooms, beautiful flowers, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love art. I'm crazy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm not a lesbian. Because for me, girl's beauty is an art, but boy's beauty is a lust :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-7643036258805107770?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/7643036258805107770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=7643036258805107770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7643036258805107770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7643036258805107770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-can-take-about-10-minutes-just-to.html' title='what i admire most.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SWpUSdA5WOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/A43e19X0UdA/s72-c/art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-1043232388537560124</id><published>2009-01-01T00:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:57:02.563+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>goodbye 2008, hello 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SV5VcKfr35I/AAAAAAAAAVc/6BOth2pNqhA/s1600-h/1126780_dices_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SV5VcKfr35I/AAAAAAAAAVc/6BOth2pNqhA/s400/1126780_dices_2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286756954921492370" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2 0 0 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this inside my car with my boyfriend at Jalan Solo Yogyakarta. 15 minutes before we're here, we doesn't have any plan where to celebrate new year. It was a surprise when we got here. We don't have to spend a lot of money but we get the desire to welcome the year 2009. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside is very crowded. We're stuck in the middle of the street because hundreds of people are standing in this street. They play fire works, sing a long, wave hands at us, take a picture of us and so do we, just to celebrate this new year. I'm so excited. I never had such a romantic, fun, and exciting moment of new year like this night even I never plan it before. Thanks to the technology, thanks to fire works, thanks to the unknown people, thanks to my boyfriend, and thanks to God :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-1043232388537560124?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/1043232388537560124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=1043232388537560124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/1043232388537560124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/1043232388537560124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-2008-hello-2009.html' title='goodbye 2008, hello 2009.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SV5VcKfr35I/AAAAAAAAAVc/6BOth2pNqhA/s72-c/1126780_dices_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2024409745261429672</id><published>2008-12-30T02:49:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:21:07.808+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>this is soooo fooking weird.</title><content type='html'>Shocking day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I draw this skull last April:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVkrpSHTK7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/3Dxbto1fpkM/s1600-h/My+First+Skull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVkrpSHTK7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/3Dxbto1fpkM/s320/My+First+Skull.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285303625933073330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then about 15 minutes ago, when I was reading &lt;a href="http://geminipride.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sherina's Blog&lt;/a&gt;, I found this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SV-3vu4rHdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/q8_f_l6xVFE/s1600-h/Lindsay%2BLohan%2BSamantha%2BRonson%2BOut%2BArclight%2BVq_olt964F7l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SV-3vu4rHdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/q8_f_l6xVFE/s400/Lindsay%2BLohan%2BSamantha%2BRonson%2BOut%2BArclight%2BVq_olt964F7l+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287146518223723986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOCKING!!! How can Lindsay Lohan wear a shirt with my skull on it?&lt;br /&gt;Then I have just realized. I ever made a deal with nobody from Bandung. He wants me to draw something gothic for his clothing industry or something. He will pay for what I made. So I made this funny skull. But then he said he doesn't have any money yet to pay what I have made. UNTIL NOW. It's okay for me tho. But but but but but... How can Lindsay wear that shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do except laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2024409745261429672?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2024409745261429672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2024409745261429672' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2024409745261429672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2024409745261429672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-soooo-fooking-weird.html' title='this is soooo fooking weird.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVkrpSHTK7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/3Dxbto1fpkM/s72-c/My+First+Skull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6029046441763100798</id><published>2008-12-29T01:56:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:50:19.932+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>i hate avril lavigne. sorry for the fans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVfM3n9iA0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/aoGsnEy4YK4/s1600-h/avrilthedumber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVfM3n9iA0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/aoGsnEy4YK4/s320/avrilthedumber.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284917943734502210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to wrote these since I was 13. I hate Avril Lavigne with a reason. I ever read this interview from an Indonesian magazine. But then I got the original one from Chart Attack. Here what she said about Britney Spears:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I mean, the way she dresses — would you walk around the street in a fuckin' bra?" she asks rhetorically. "I'm not trying to dis anyone, but with me, the clothes I wear onstage are the clothes I would wear to school or go shopping. I'm not gonna go up onstage and dress different. Britney Spears goes up onstage and dresses like a showgirl. She's not being herself up there because she's dancing like a ho. Is she ho? She says she's a virgin. Y'know, it's just not clicking. She's doing one thing and saying another thing, y'know? It's definitely not what I'm going to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1st.&lt;/span&gt; People shouldn't be that care of what other people wear. What we should care is what we said about others. So what if Britney wear bra in supermarket? Did that makes you hurt or die? Did she makes you lost your eye or something? NO. So why should Avril bother with it? It's not her business. She should shut her mouth up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2nd.&lt;/span&gt;If Britney really annoying with what she wear, well Avril is more than that. She hurt other people feelings! What if Britney read her interview? It can break her heart. Maybe Britney really is a ho. But once again: SO WHAT? Avril don't have the right to said that tho. It's not Avril business if Britney is a ho or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3rd.&lt;/span&gt; And look at this picture. If she said Britney is a ho by showing bra on public places and dresses like a showgirl, well she's another Britney Spears then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVfKMOb8Y7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/oOyN12JMqmk/s1600-h/avril_blender_june07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVfKMOb8Y7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/oOyN12JMqmk/s320/avril_blender_june07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284914999125107634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVfJxOTxQ4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/FNjxF7M0Qt4/s1600-h/avril_hot3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVfJxOTxQ4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/FNjxF7M0Qt4/s320/avril_hot3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284914535234356098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVfJ4JGAEDI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wknuPG52GRc/s1600-h/avril-lavigne-breast-implants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVfJ4JGAEDI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wknuPG52GRc/s320/avril-lavigne-breast-implants.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284914654093512754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to hell Avril. What you hate from other people is what you really are right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your song. I love your voice. I love your style. I love what you wear. But I hate what you said and how you behave. Too bad, Slut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6029046441763100798?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6029046441763100798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6029046441763100798' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6029046441763100798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6029046441763100798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-avril-lavigne-sorry-for-fan_29.html' title='i hate avril lavigne. sorry for the fans.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVfM3n9iA0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/aoGsnEy4YK4/s72-c/avrilthedumber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6632255796113949365</id><published>2008-12-29T00:15:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:39:32.961+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>he's so good to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVe5blnHFJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xAvogCe94ew/s1600-h/ariku+smile+often.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVe5blnHFJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xAvogCe94ew/s320/ariku+smile+often.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284896571346326674" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kudaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna lock you up in my closet&lt;br /&gt;When no one's around&lt;br /&gt;I wanna put your hand in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;Because you're allowed&lt;br /&gt;I wanna drive you into the corner&lt;br /&gt;And kiss you without a sound&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay this way forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me so hot&lt;br /&gt;Make me wanna drop&lt;br /&gt;You're so ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;I can barely stop&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;You're so fabulous&lt;br /&gt;You're so good to me, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're soooo good :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;This song really describe my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6632255796113949365?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6632255796113949365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6632255796113949365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6632255796113949365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6632255796113949365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/12/hes-so-good-to-me.html' title='he&apos;s so good to me.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SVe5blnHFJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xAvogCe94ew/s72-c/ariku+smile+often.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2665153301512951599</id><published>2008-12-04T09:10:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:42:33.659+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>hide drug!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/STc8U3PaG7I/AAAAAAAAASk/vEWJXH7E8tU/s1600-h/x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/STc8U3PaG7I/AAAAAAAAASk/vEWJXH7E8tU/s320/x.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275751817611451314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika ada pecandu atau pengedar narkoba yang takut ditangkap, santai saja, pemerintah menyuruh kita untuk menyembunyikannya saja kok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto didapat dari &lt;a href='http://livewiththesaptos.blogspot.com/2008/03/bodoh-dungu-atau-naif.html'&gt;teman saya ini.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2665153301512951599?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2665153301512951599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2665153301512951599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2665153301512951599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2665153301512951599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/12/hide-drug.html' title='hide drug!'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/STc8U3PaG7I/AAAAAAAAASk/vEWJXH7E8tU/s72-c/x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4581721802911469007</id><published>2008-11-11T00:58:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:58:04.796+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People.'/><title type='text'>mbak rully.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SRiBd1jALlI/AAAAAAAAARs/mrkt85JbNIA/s1600-h/Picture+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SRiBd1jALlI/AAAAAAAAARs/mrkt85JbNIA/s320/Picture+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267102113799876178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mbak Rully and my lazy cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She 100% loves to cook and we are 10.000% love what she cooked.&lt;br /&gt;She loves our cats and my cats love her more than they love me!&lt;br /&gt;She loves to buy us good food and we love to buy her good things.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to hear my jokes and I love to hear her story.&lt;br /&gt;She loves us (I think) and that's because she knows we love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is &lt;b&gt;Mbak Rully&lt;/b&gt;. Even she's 50 years old, I call her "Mbak", which it means she's younger than her age. She work at my house as a mother. Haha. She cook, cleans, buys grocery, and taking care our cats with lot's of love. She do most everything what my family need to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Idul Fitri came, she went back to her village. We are too damn affraid if she never came back to our house again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tada! She came back! Bought us lot's of good food and a big smile. We're all very pleased to see her back. Even my cats look very happy that time when we saw her standing infront of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, usualy people call her maid, but I prefer to call her my family.&lt;br /&gt;I love her very much and I want people to know that, including her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4581721802911469007?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4581721802911469007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4581721802911469007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4581721802911469007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4581721802911469007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-greatest-woman-i-ever-met.html' title='mbak rully.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SRiBd1jALlI/AAAAAAAAARs/mrkt85JbNIA/s72-c/Picture+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6682313865807327283</id><published>2008-10-30T09:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:41:17.712+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>don't pity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SQkaEVYVDCI/AAAAAAAAARc/hTGKyo2aT8k/s1600-h/lhcrews.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SQkaEVYVDCI/AAAAAAAAARc/hTGKyo2aT8k/s320/lhcrews.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262766301320121378" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don't pity on me because of my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard thing that anyone ever had in this world is facing reality that doesn't work as we want to. Being stupid surrounded by the smart people, being ugly surrounded by the beauty, being a loser, being disabled, being the victim of a broken home, or maybe having a big problem that no one else ever had before. It is hard but we can solve it. We are human beings. We have the power to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the hardest thing that anyone can have in this world is when the people around us giving the "pity face" and telling us that they are sorry about our problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people, there's no any other problem in this world that human couldn't face, except facing the people who are pity to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with problems can face it, can solve it, and they doesn't need you to be sorry. Just treat them like any other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a problem anyway, you don't need to pity them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6682313865807327283?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6682313865807327283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6682313865807327283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6682313865807327283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6682313865807327283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-pitty.html' title='don&apos;t pity.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SQkaEVYVDCI/AAAAAAAAARc/hTGKyo2aT8k/s72-c/lhcrews.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-332575664742254947</id><published>2008-10-27T11:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:47:12.952+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>are you smart in one of my definition?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SQke9-vxEkI/AAAAAAAAARk/GnEPkEtJu74/s1600-h/speechGraphic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SQke9-vxEkI/AAAAAAAAARk/GnEPkEtJu74/s320/speechGraphic.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262771689723335234" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Reading the audience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart is something that you can define in many definition. This is because smart is measured by many activities in human life. Here I want to tell you what is smart in public speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people in the world are in one place. Let's separate the (sorry) stupid people, because here we're talking about the smart one. So now we got the smart poeple in public speaking left. Here are 3 types of smart people in my definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st. People who got smart thoughts, but cannot deliver it well. They got brilliant ideas but it is only hanging around inside their head and cannot change the world. This is maybe because they are too shy or got no talent in conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd. People who got smart thoughts, can deliver it well in a charming way, but they cannot read the situation infront of them. We can find these people in college. Their thoughts are amazing and how they deliver their thoughts are fantastic. They use good language in a good sentense. The thing is, they cannot read how interest the audiances are about their thoughts. The audiances are not always interested in our thoughts. Maybe they are tired, or got many things to do, or maybe they only need something to get their spirit back. But these smart people in my 2nd definition doesn't understand about it. They got brilliant ideas, good in delivering it, but doesn't realize that the audiances cannot give attention to them. Sometimes these people are too enjoy with them self in delivering their thought. They spend too much time doing "bla bla" without knowing how's the audiances. It means nothing. These smart people are just the same talking to a kitten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd. This is the last one: people who got smart thoughts, can deliver it well in a charming way, AND they can read the situation infront of them. They can read how interested the audiance are, figure what are the important things they should deliver without wasting any time, and understand how to make the audiance listen to thier thoughts. Maybe they got 5 arguments which they might deliver, but because they know that the audiances are not interested, they only use their 2 important arguments so the audiances can get what is the point without wasting of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, only a few of smart people in this definiton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-332575664742254947?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/332575664742254947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=332575664742254947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/332575664742254947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/332575664742254947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-smart-in-one-of-my-definition.html' title='are you smart in one of my definition?'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SQke9-vxEkI/AAAAAAAAARk/GnEPkEtJu74/s72-c/speechGraphic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6770780634414062</id><published>2008-10-20T10:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T02:21:03.902+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>one year blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SRiIm0zYJcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/PoDOE55UJGY/s1600-h/ayear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SRiIm0zYJcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/PoDOE55UJGY/s320/ayear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267109964800337346" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Happy first birthday blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year I've write my posts in this blog. It's been a lot of stories I have tell.&lt;br /&gt;I'm satisfied writting it here. I hope people felt the same way in reading it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my blog. Muah :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6770780634414062?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6770780634414062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6770780634414062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6770780634414062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6770780634414062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-year-blogging.html' title='one year blogging.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SRiIm0zYJcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/PoDOE55UJGY/s72-c/ayear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2566279399818736212</id><published>2008-09-21T00:45:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:22:46.359+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>nice people can kill.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SNU7FWgdmJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/5ccWZ_2KgoM/s1600-h/oh+god.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SNU7FWgdmJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/5ccWZ_2KgoM/s320/oh+god.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248165903897303186" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Inna lillaahi wa innaa ilaihi raaji’uun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Being nice is nothing. Being smart is everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're nice and willing to help anyone, but you're stupid, you'll kill them.&lt;br /&gt;Giving &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zakat_al-fitr"&gt;zakat&lt;/a&gt; to hundreds of people without any security is a good idea to kill 21 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why God loves smart people than any other kind of people in this life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2566279399818736212?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2566279399818736212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2566279399818736212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2566279399818736212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2566279399818736212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/09/nice-people-can-kill.html' title='nice people can kill.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SNU7FWgdmJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/5ccWZ_2KgoM/s72-c/oh+god.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-411009010733755180</id><published>2008-09-16T07:59:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:28:19.269+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>adat berpuasa di negara egois.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SM8K4b4nItI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ELPDZNvvImk/s1600-h/rambu+puasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SM8K4b4nItI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ELPDZNvvImk/s320/rambu+puasa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246424055584072402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa ya banyak orang di negara ini (Indonesia), yang ingin dihargai kalau sedang berpuasa? Padahal menurut saya berpuasa itu urusan mereka dengan diri mereka sendiri dan Allah SWT. Namun kenapa tidak sedikit orang di negara ini yang merasa harus lebih dimenangkan hanya karena mereka sedang berpuasa dan parahnya justru merugikan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti contohnya restoran atau warung makan. Pada saat Bulan Ramadhan tiba, banyak restoran atau warung makan yang tadinya buka dari pagi hingga malam menjadi buka hanya saat malam saja. Kenapa begitu? Bahkan saya pernah menonton berita di Buser SCTV tahun lalu, para polisi di Tasikmalaya &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;menggerebek&lt;/span&gt; warung-warung kecil di pinggir jalan yang masih tetap buka pada saat siang di Bulan Ramadhan. Kenapa harus &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;digerebek&lt;/span&gt;? Apa salah mereka? Apakah negara ini negara Islam yang 100% penduduknya adalah muslim? Apakah di negara ini 100% penduduknya semua sejahtera sehingga mereka semua wajib berpuasa? Apakah di negara ini 100% penduduknya orang yang sehat sehingga mereka mampu berpuasa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mencoba menjawabnya.&lt;br /&gt;Negara Indonesia &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bukan&lt;/span&gt; negara Islam, melainkan negara Pancasila. Terbukti dalam UUD, negara kita meyakini 5 agama lain selain Islam.&lt;br /&gt;Di negara ini, tidak 100% penduduknya sejahtera dan sehat. Sebagian dari mereka tidak wajib berpuasa. Setahu saya, orang yang wajib berpuasa adalah orang yang mampu secara ekonomi maupun jasmani. Sehingga tidak ada salahnya apabila pada saat Bulan Ramadhan, ada seorang pendeta &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ngemil&lt;/span&gt; di sore hari; seorang kuli bangunan minum di pinggir jalan; dan seorang nenek makan di restoran pada siang hari. Yang menjadi semua itu salah apabila ada seorang muslim yang mampu dan sehat melarang kegiatan yang menjadi hak orang lain. Itu salah besar. Allah mengajarkan kita berpuasa untuk menahan napsu, bukan untuk memberikan kita hak melarang orang lain makan di depan orang berpuasa. Lagipula, seharusnya kita menahan rasa ingin makan atau minum dari diri sendiri, bukan meminta orang lain untuk menghormati kita yang sedang berpuasa. Apabila sudah niat berpuasa, seharusnya tidak mengharapkan orang lain untuk tidak makan atau minum di depan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak hanya itu. Pada saat Bulan Ramadhan, banyak kegiatan yang dikurangi. Misalnya sekolah, kuliah, bekerja, dsb. Astaga! Ini bukan Bulan Malas! Ini Bulan Ramadhan! Tidak seharusnya di bulan yang baik ini justru kita bermalas-malasan hanya karena sedang berpuasa. Seharusnya bulan ini dijalankan senormal mungkin seperti bulan-bulan yang lain. Yang membedakan hanyalah: kita berpuasa. Tapi tetap saja, kita terlalu manja dan minta dihargai pada saat menjalankan ibadah, yang sebenarnya urusan kita sendiri dengan Allah SWT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah... Inilah negara bodoh, egois, dan malas. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Enjoy the tiresome, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-411009010733755180?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/411009010733755180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=411009010733755180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/411009010733755180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/411009010733755180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-di-indonesia.html' title='adat berpuasa di negara egois.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SM8K4b4nItI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ELPDZNvvImk/s72-c/rambu+puasa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6511590618081428894</id><published>2008-08-18T01:00:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:45:35.440+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem By Me.'/><title type='text'>BFF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SKg9Xa-nMxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/h-wF2n-6m2M/s1600-h/namit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SKg9Xa-nMxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/h-wF2n-6m2M/s320/namit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235502039406424850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was there right away,&lt;br /&gt;when I needed her help that day&lt;br /&gt;She hugged me even she's far away&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like she's trying to say: you'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cried so hard when we ended our call&lt;br /&gt;Not because I started to fall,&lt;br /&gt;or because I'm alone at all&lt;br /&gt;But it's just because of her call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, Am I the foolish ever?&lt;br /&gt;She's a gift, but I knew it later&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is never better&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've realized: I got her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated for my best-friend-forever on that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i268/mimitmomot/nindya.jpg"&gt;Nina&lt;/a&gt;, Friday 10th November 2006&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6511590618081428894?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6511590618081428894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6511590618081428894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6511590618081428894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6511590618081428894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-stupid.html' title='BFF.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SKg9Xa-nMxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/h-wF2n-6m2M/s72-c/namit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4358525178776458154</id><published>2008-08-17T01:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:55:08.234+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>bangsa indonesia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SKHfeyJ_yII/AAAAAAAAAN4/lLT8S8HPlJw/s1600-h/INDONESIAMERDEKA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SKHfeyJ_yII/AAAAAAAAAN4/lLT8S8HPlJw/s320/INDONESIAMERDEKA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233709961933998210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo aku jadi Burung Garuda pasti aku malu: gagah tapi pemalas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo aku jadi Merah-Putih pasti aku malu: berani dan suci tapi banyak menindas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo aku jadi Bangsa Indonesia pasti aku malu: menggunakan 2 lambang yang hebat untuk sesuatu yang murah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Ulang Tahun Kemerdekaan Republik Indonesia ke-63.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Again and again, thanks to my boifriend, Ari. He asked me to write about this. I kinda copied his idea :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4358525178776458154?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4358525178776458154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4358525178776458154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4358525178776458154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4358525178776458154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/08/bangsa-indonesia.html' title='bangsa indonesia.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SKHfeyJ_yII/AAAAAAAAAN4/lLT8S8HPlJw/s72-c/INDONESIAMERDEKA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-7283704354734949416</id><published>2008-08-05T21:34:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T07:59:57.465+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><title type='text'>batman: the dark knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJv0Czt0QHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/W-KdfVop3OE/s1600-h/2110025535_8e488fd438_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJv0Czt0QHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/W-KdfVop3OE/s320/2110025535_8e488fd438_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232043721200255090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Joker's movie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never watch such a crazy movie like this. I cannot think of anything else except concentrating in watching it. Too much interesting plot I cannot ignore. I even can forget that I got too many problems! This is what I call a brillian movie. A movie that makes us forget: we are only watching a movie. How can these film makers get the idea? They are too damn genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is... I think this is not a movie about Batman. This is a movie about Joker. Joker is the superstar. Like what &lt;a href="http://hermansaksono.com/2008/07/batman-the-dark-knight.html"&gt;my brother have said&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"almost every plot of Joker cannot be missed&lt;/span&gt;". Spectacular act from Heath Ledger. I believe that Christopher Nolan plan to put Joker in his next Batman movie after The Dark Night, and I believe he wants Heath Ledger to be the Joker again. Unfortunately, Heath's gone now for a drug overdose. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine who can replace Heath Ledger for his Joker act. I think no one can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-7283704354734949416?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/7283704354734949416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=7283704354734949416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7283704354734949416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7283704354734949416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/08/batman-dark-knight.html' title='batman: the dark knight'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJv0Czt0QHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/W-KdfVop3OE/s72-c/2110025535_8e488fd438_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-1162795869220578636</id><published>2008-08-02T12:32:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:47:14.500+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>no jilbab please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJP-rcAeIGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/brmrVUgEh0o/s1600-h/jilbab+aneh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJP-rcAeIGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/brmrVUgEh0o/s320/jilbab+aneh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229803614513274978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dongkol&lt;/span&gt; dengan quote &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Berjilbab tapi tetap menarik"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang saya tahu, Allah memerintah kita untuk berjilbab agar tidak menarik. &lt;br /&gt;Yang saya tahu, seharusnya wanita yang berjilbab itu memakai jilbab dengan warna-warna yang tidak menarik, seperti hitam, coklat, atau abu-abu. &lt;br /&gt;Yang saya tahu, seharusnya wanita menggunakan jilbab yang longgar sehingga menutupi lekukan tubuhnya. &lt;br /&gt;Yang saya tahu, jilbab itu tidak harus menutupi rambutnya, tapi HARUS menutupi bagian-bagian yang dianggap akan membuat terangsang. &lt;br /&gt;Yang saya tahu, apapun yang dikenakan wanita untuk menutupi auratnya, apabila gerak-geriknya menarik perhatian, tetap saja wanita sia-sia menutupi auratnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fakta yang terjadi adalah:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wanita (khususnya di Indonesia), justru menghiasi jilbabnya dengan berbagai pernik-pernik mengerikan seperti berlian, manik-manik, atau bordiran yang heboh.&lt;br /&gt;2. Jilbab yang seharusnya berwarna gelap dan tidak menarik, justru kadang diganti dengan warna-warna yang mencolok seperti merah, kuning, oranye, dan pink.&lt;br /&gt;3. Semua orang juga pasti pernah jengkel karena banyak wanita berjilbab justru memakai pakaian yang ketat.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sudah susah-susah menutupi rambut indahnya yang minim membuat terangsang malah kadang bagian-bagian tertentu terlihat, seperti leher, kaki, dan lengan tangan yang justru lebih membuat terangsang.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sudah memakai jilbab yang baik dan benar, namun gerak-geriknya keterlaluan centil. Lari sana, lari sini, dipoto bergaya &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mecucu&lt;/span&gt;, teriak sana teriak sini, jalan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;megol-megol&lt;/span&gt;, dan kadang malah memperlihatkan kemesraan yang berlebihan dengan pasangannya di depan umum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat apa menutupi rambut indahmu apabila semua itu sia-sia? Saya pikir, lebih baik saya memakai kaos oblong, celana pendek, sendal jepit, dan bergerak-gerik anggun; daripada memakai jilbab ketat berwarna merah, dengan manik-manik berlian di kepala, dan bergerak centil dimana-mana. Kalo belum siap untuk tidak tampil menarik, itu berarti belum siap memakai jilbab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Thanks to my boifriend, Ari. Because of him I got this idea to write my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-1162795869220578636?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/1162795869220578636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=1162795869220578636' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/1162795869220578636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/1162795869220578636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-jilbab-please.html' title='no jilbab please.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SJP-rcAeIGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/brmrVUgEh0o/s72-c/jilbab+aneh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-8240974666035158512</id><published>2008-07-19T12:55:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:17:50.950+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>no televison?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SIGGE77KV2I/AAAAAAAAALs/EoCEIcSgkT4/s1600-h/NTV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SIGGE77KV2I/AAAAAAAAALs/EoCEIcSgkT4/s320/NTV.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224604462089918306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya menemukan iklan ini di Bulletin Board Friendster saya:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt auto; padding: 1em; width: 300px; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Dalam rangka menyukseskan gerakan HARI TANPA TV 2008 yang diprakarsai oleh Yayasan Pengembangan Media Anak dan didukung oleh berbagai institusi yang bersedia bergabung, maka akan diselenggarakan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FUN DAY WITHOUT TV 2008"&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal : 20 Juli 2008&lt;br /&gt;Waktu : Pk 09.00 - selesai WIB&lt;br /&gt;Lokasi : Taman Monas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentuk kegiatan : mengundang dan bekerja sama dengan beberapa sekolah dan perguruan tinggi di Jabodetabek untuk mengadakan lomba, bazaar kecil, membuka booth tanya jawab seputar anak dan TV bagi orangtua dan anak-anak.&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa perlu ada Hari Tanpa TV (HTT)? Ada 2 makna: pertama, ingin membiasakan bahwa tanpa TV pun hidup akan tetap nyaman, Jadi, kita mencoba mengurangi ketergantungan kita, terutama anak-anak, pada TV. Kedua, sebagai ungkapan keprihatinan kita terhadap isi tayangan TV yang tidak aman dan tidak sehat untuk anak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang saya herankan, ada apa sih dengan TV? Kenapa merasa harus bisa hidup tanpa TV? Bukannya TV juga banyak manfaatnya? Kalo toh TV menjadi tidak bermanfaat dan lebih banyak merugikannya, itu salah per individu, bukan TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengenai tayangan TV yang tidak aman dan sehat untuk anak, maka dari itu ada jam malam kan? Kenapa harus ketakutan? Jam malam berarti anak sudah tidur kan? Kalo anak belum tidur, salah orang tuanya sendiri. Kenapa kita yang tidak punya anak harus repot-repot tidak bisa menonton tv? Bukan egois, but take your own business please. Don't share it with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-8240974666035158512?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/8240974666035158512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=8240974666035158512' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8240974666035158512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8240974666035158512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-televison.html' title='no televison?'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SIGGE77KV2I/AAAAAAAAALs/EoCEIcSgkT4/s72-c/NTV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-5263463782466458456</id><published>2008-07-03T11:13:00.017+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:35:32.147+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>my birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SGxh6suY9CI/AAAAAAAAALk/b2zvX9cjBM8/s1600-h/04Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SGxh6suY9CI/AAAAAAAAALk/b2zvX9cjBM8/s320/04Birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218653729281602594" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't do wishes :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20. Do I have to be happy? I should. Even I hate to be old, but I thank to God for this 20 point of thanks giving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st. I'm 20 but I look like 17 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd. I'm healty so does everybody who I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3th. I still got my crazy but lovable family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th. I never lose my old friends. They still remember my birthday. So in my birthday, I can meet my old friends who I rarely talk with, eventho by sms or phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th. I have more and more bestfriends everyday every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th. I do so many things that I even can't believe I already done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th. I met and know many people who can make my life more colorful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th. My cats are getting fatter and ugglier and dumber and lovable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th. I earn my own money from my hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th. I got the best chef and the best catlover ever at my house (Her name is Mbak Rully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th. I found so many good music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th. I face alot of problems that made me more mature and... ehem... smart? Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th. I gain alot of knowledge from what I learn in class and in where ever I stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th. I'm skinnier and prettier. My mom said so. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th. More age more surprises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th. Everyday I can eat and drink delicious things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th. I can sleep tight everynite without worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th. Some of my dream came true :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th. I'm not just "still fine like always" but from years to years my life is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th. I'm happy, and this is the important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With those 20 things that I have right now, I think I don't need to make any wishes anymore. All I have to do is to feel thank for it. Thanks everybody and thanks God. I love you all more than I love myself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-5263463782466458456?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/5263463782466458456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=5263463782466458456' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5263463782466458456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5263463782466458456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-birthday.html' title='my birthday.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SGxh6suY9CI/AAAAAAAAALk/b2zvX9cjBM8/s72-c/04Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-596051107991308946</id><published>2008-06-29T08:57:00.016+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:22:45.651+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>realistic relationship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SGb0XJoyNjI/AAAAAAAAALc/n4z4COpFqFY/s1600-h/Lesbian_couple_holding_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SGb0XJoyNjI/AAAAAAAAALc/n4z4COpFqFY/s320/Lesbian_couple_holding_hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217125896916448818" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cit cuitttt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like someone right now, and so does he. Eventho I just met and know him 3 weeks ago, it feels like I know about him for years. We like to be together every single day from day to night. Yea we're a jerk. But it makes us know each other without sacrificing too much time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yes, our days are fun. Too much fun. Movies, beach, working, breakfast, lunch, dinner, laughing, karaoke, double date, triple date, riding andong, holding hands, etc. He's the best guy I ever be with. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's something I have to remember is, someday these will end just like that. I don't know is it him who like somebody else or me, but feelings will end. Then we meet somebody else, getting along with that somebody else, get bored, then meet somebody else again, etc. Don't think that you are always be together or forever have the same feeling with your lover now. Because it's just 40% possible. The 60% is impossible. However, there's a chance we will meet again and realizing that even we are bored, we still need each other to be with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need to say is, I'm happy to be with him right now, but still I gotta be ready that someday this feelings will end. I know this is weird but I just want to think realistic so that I can manage my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-596051107991308946?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/596051107991308946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=596051107991308946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/596051107991308946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/596051107991308946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/06/relationship.html' title='realistic relationship.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SGb0XJoyNjI/AAAAAAAAALc/n4z4COpFqFY/s72-c/Lesbian_couple_holding_hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-3465970215169791017</id><published>2008-06-16T08:53:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:04:28.671+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>i got fired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SFXJzm7kpII/AAAAAAAAALU/ziTRsfO8asQ/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SFXJzm7kpII/AAAAAAAAALU/ziTRsfO8asQ/s320/sad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212294032212141186" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ok, I feel sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake. I didn't read the message on my cellphone. So I did something wrong and ruining everything on my work. Then I got fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call destiny. Just because my celly isn't working properly, I can't read the message, then I got fired. Is this a God's plan? I think so. But I believe, God's plan always the best, even it looks bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-3465970215169791017?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/3465970215169791017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=3465970215169791017' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/3465970215169791017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/3465970215169791017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-got-fired.html' title='i got fired.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SFXJzm7kpII/AAAAAAAAALU/ziTRsfO8asQ/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-5648497001348789971</id><published>2008-06-07T11:15:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T13:07:57.872+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artworks By Me.'/><title type='text'>drawing day 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEtiN6OfVLI/AAAAAAAAALM/8LHstCN4VxY/s1600-h/rabbit+in+bushes02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEtiN6OfVLI/AAAAAAAAALM/8LHstCN4VxY/s320/rabbit+in+bushes02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209365385091962034"/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rabbit on Bushes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very busy but still I have to post this, because it's &lt;a href='http://www.drawingday.org/'&gt;DRAWING DAY 2008&lt;/a&gt;, my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dedicated for all the artists around the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-5648497001348789971?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/5648497001348789971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=5648497001348789971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5648497001348789971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5648497001348789971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/06/rabbit-on-bushes.html' title='drawing day 2008.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEtiN6OfVLI/AAAAAAAAALM/8LHstCN4VxY/s72-c/rabbit+in+bushes02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-1691475964736325679</id><published>2008-06-04T07:08:00.015+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:30:57.842+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Issue.'/><title type='text'>fpi, insiden monas, dan keyakinan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEXq5KDaPOI/AAAAAAAAALE/Rq30345x4PI/s1600-h/250px-Aksi_FPI.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEXq5KDaPOI/AAAAAAAAALE/Rq30345x4PI/s320/250px-Aksi_FPI.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207826811795946722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEXp_tZsRJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gnFcAhQw_t0/s1600-h/fpi_anarkis4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEXp_tZsRJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gnFcAhQw_t0/s200/fpi_anarkis4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207825824852231314" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Memakai atribut ke-Islam-an dan &lt;br /&gt;membawa bendera Indonesia: mempermalukan Islam dan Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya saya sedang sibuk terpontang-panting disini, tapi khusus untuk mengungkapkan pendapat yang sejak kemarin terpendam, saya tulis ini dengan tergesa-gesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terkait dengan Insiden Monas, yaitu aksi damai AKKBB (Aliansi Kebangsaan untuk Kebebasan Beragama dan Berkeyakinan) yang dinodai oleh aksi kekerasan FPI (Front Pembela Islam), ada 3 kunci pokok yang ingin saya sampaikan disini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;i&gt;Saya Islam, tetapi saya tidak merasa agama saya dibela, melainkan dipermalukan. Sorry, agama saya tidak seperti itu. Islam tidak seperti itu. Maka dari itu hingga detik ini saya menganut Islam.&lt;/i&gt; Kalimat ini adalah kalimat yang selalu ingin saya sampaikan semenjak adanya aksi-aksi anarkis FPI di berita jauh sebelum Insiden Monas. Hey FPI, agama bukan mainan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kekerasan yang disengaja itu tidak layak dimaafkan. &lt;b&gt;Apapun alasannya&lt;/b&gt;. Bahkan seorang wanita yang sering disiksa oleh suaminya, namun membunuh suaminya saat tidak sedang menyiksanya saja harus diadili, apalagi sekelompok lelaki yang mengajar sekelompok orang (laki-laki, perempuan, hingga anak-anak) yang tidak sedang menyerang mereka! Apakah perlu dimaafkan dan tidak diadili? Kalo ya, berarti jangan sebut negara ini negara hukum. Mempermalukan hukum saja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keyakinan adalah suatu pemikiran dan perasaan. Dari manakah pemikiran dan perasaan itu datang? Dari diri masing-masing individu. Seharusnya menjadi sesuatu yang tabu untuk membahas mengenai perasaan yang diyakini seseorang. &lt;b&gt;Apalagi memaksakan keyakinan&lt;/b&gt;. Itu bukan hak saya, anda, atau mereka. Bukan hak satu orangpun di dunia ini untuk memaksakan keyakinannya pada orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sedang menunggu dan tidak sabar untuk menikmati berita-berita di televisi maupun media cetak mengenai pembubaran dan penahanan anggota FPI. &lt;i&gt;Serve the popcorn, please!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Memakai Bahasa Indonesia karena beberapa faktor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-1691475964736325679?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/1691475964736325679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=1691475964736325679' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/1691475964736325679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/1691475964736325679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/06/fpi-insiden-monas-dan-keyakinan.html' title='fpi, insiden monas, dan keyakinan.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEXq5KDaPOI/AAAAAAAAALE/Rq30345x4PI/s72-c/250px-Aksi_FPI.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2486074342788199765</id><published>2008-05-28T23:47:00.018+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:38:06.468+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>annoying comment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEGRBemuVKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8LG7477JiTU/s1600-h/masjid+tenggelam+lumpur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEGRBemuVKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8LG7477JiTU/s320/masjid+tenggelam+lumpur.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206602098798384290" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was their fine neighbourhood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad. I felt disappointed, unfair, and angry. Totally angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the Lapindo victims haven't get their rights of their property and their life after these 2 years accident? Yes until NOW, they live like animals: no house, no enough facilities, no dream. So do you think it is annoying if the victims are angry asking for their life back? ABSOLUTELY NOT. So why &lt;a href='http://ple-q.com/'&gt;this guy name Yogie&lt;/a&gt; wrote a comment in &lt;a href='http://escoret.net/blog/?p=911'&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;, saying that the victims shouldn't be a beggar by begging too much and better go transmigrate to Irian Jaya. GOSH!!! It doesn't make any sense! This is the most cruel, foolish, and insensitive comment I ever read. I'm so angry when I read it. His comment tells me that he even doesn't think when he wrote it.  What if the victims read it? It will break their heart. They need support not just useless argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these are for him. Maybe these will help him to think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st.&lt;/em&gt; Transmigration NEED money. Transmigration to Irian Jaya NEED A LOT of money. But who's money? The victims already lost their money and properties. So where in the heck did you get that idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd.&lt;/em&gt; They are asking for their life that they have before the accident. That is their RIGHTS. Can you imagine how it feels like if you own a house, then somebody stole it, but no one can help you to get it back? Even no one cares about it! Can you imagine how it feels like? It feels UNFAIR. So don't blame the victims by telling them to stop fighting for their rights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd.&lt;/em&gt; Aburizal Bakrie, who is responsible for the accident, is the #1 most rich man in South East Asia. It is so unfair if he lives like in paradise, while his victims live like in hell. Unfair. So do you still think, it is wrong if the victim kept begging their rights? Don't judge the victim are beggar, because they aren't. They did not beg for money, they beg for their stolen life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4th.&lt;/em&gt; Please use your brain before you wrote something. What you wrote is what people think about you. And I think you are such a &lt;b&gt;smart-ass&lt;/b&gt;, I mean, &lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOK TAU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Lapindo victims:&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore such an insensitive people like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2486074342788199765?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2486074342788199765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2486074342788199765' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2486074342788199765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2486074342788199765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/05/annoying-comment.html' title='annoying comment.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SEGRBemuVKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8LG7477JiTU/s72-c/masjid+tenggelam+lumpur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2892224382431348818</id><published>2008-05-22T00:26:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:01:33.235+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>are we really awake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SDRsEwre5pI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Lz_ELQMh_fo/s1600-h/did+we+really+awake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SDRsEwre5pI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Lz_ELQMh_fo/s320/did+we+really+awake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202902298562324114" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;too weak to wake-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt disappointed by the news on every media in this country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much information about the accident that killed an actor, Sophan Sophian, but less information about our two national heroes, &lt;a href='http://www.sarwono.net/archive/news.1152595210.jpg'&gt;Ali Sadikin&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href='http://www.tempointeraktif.com/hg/photostock/2004/12/02/s_AB04082711_high_thumb.jpg'&gt;S.K Trimurti&lt;/a&gt;, who just passed away 2 days ago. Sophan Sophian is a good man (like what I heard on tv), but compared with what did Ali Sadikin and S.K Trimurti have done, Sophan Sophian is nothing. So why these media keep showing how sorry they are to lose an actor (who once ever be a member in DPR) and forgeting about the real national heroes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we call "Kebangkitan Bangsa"? Are we really awake? Or we are too weak for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think from now on, I should call this country &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ironic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well welcome to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ironic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, people. Please enjoy the tiresome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2892224382431348818?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2892224382431348818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2892224382431348818' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2892224382431348818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2892224382431348818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/05/are-we-really-awake.html' title='are we really awake?'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SDRsEwre5pI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Lz_ELQMh_fo/s72-c/did+we+really+awake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-12550147163342271</id><published>2008-05-09T08:36:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:35:10.977+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem By Me.'/><title type='text'>when we met.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SCOyt0xwGAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WKU578X8LI4/s1600-h/raincatboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SCOyt0xwGAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WKU578X8LI4/s320/raincatboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198194895246858242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Rain falls, little tiger, and the catlover boy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember when we met&lt;br /&gt;The weather was so wet&lt;br /&gt;And you were carrying a cat&lt;br /&gt;With a black spot on his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were so cute with that sweather&lt;br /&gt;Holding the little "tiger"&lt;br /&gt;Then I knew you are a catlover&lt;br /&gt;That can be mine forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I wrote this when I was in Junior High School (SLTP N 5 Yogyakarta, 2002). My English teacher, Bu Rini,  gave this homework to make a poem to celebrate Valentine's Day. So I wrote this, and dreamt that it would be true. 1 year later, I met that "catlover boy" just like in my poem. Every single word in my poem came true! Amazing right? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-12550147163342271?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/12550147163342271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=12550147163342271' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/12550147163342271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/12550147163342271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-we-met.html' title='when we met.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SCOyt0xwGAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WKU578X8LI4/s72-c/raincatboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-5858218232904645343</id><published>2008-04-12T16:57:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:58:26.812+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People.'/><title type='text'>boediono.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SACH9uHURmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/pPnN7c65K1c/s1600-h/Mimit+%26+Boediono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SACH9uHURmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/pPnN7c65K1c/s400/Mimit+%26+Boediono.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188296265151301218" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boediono and his bizzare students.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a genius. &lt;br /&gt;He studied at University of Western Australia, for his Bachelor of Economics; Monash University Australia, for his Master of Economics; University of Pennsylvania USA, for his Ph.D; and Universitas Gadjah Mada Yogyakarta, for his title as professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's "a hawk on inflation". &lt;br /&gt;He succeeded in reducing Indonesian inflation from 17% to 5%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's one the most influential people in Asia. &lt;br /&gt;His success means alot for the economy in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the Koordinator Bidang Perekonomian Minister. &lt;br /&gt;He helps Indonesian economy in fiscal and monetary problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the Governor of Bank Indonesia this May 2008. &lt;br /&gt;He leads this central bank of our country until 2013.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's my lecturer :)&lt;br /&gt;Never absent, never comes late, never dissapointed his unknown-student, even he have to teach every Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Boediono, you're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Thank you for letting me taking your photograph even you are in a hurry. But hey, like I said to you, I've done my post about you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-5858218232904645343?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/5858218232904645343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=5858218232904645343' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5858218232904645343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5858218232904645343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/04/boediono.html' title='boediono.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SACH9uHURmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/pPnN7c65K1c/s72-c/Mimit+%26+Boediono.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-69713842222609879</id><published>2008-04-11T18:33:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:18:58.117+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction By Me.'/><title type='text'>temannya siminah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_9h0uHURlI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CtKfvhT8IBw/s1600-h/electra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_9h0uHURlI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CtKfvhT8IBw/s320/electra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187972854113912402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siminah and her friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia memoleskan lipstik di bibirnya sekali lagi, lalu lagi, dan lagi. Dia tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress mininya yang sempit, sedikit terangkat saat ia berdiri dari meja rias. Cewek 20 tahun itu membetulkan posisi roknya, lalu menatap kaca di depannya. 'Tidak, bedakku kurang'—batin si cewek itu, dia pun kembali memoleskan bedak di wajahnya yang tirus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usahanya di depan meja rias untuk memukau manusia malam di diskotik. Menurutnya, pasti tidak ada orang lain yang lebih menghargainya daripada di diskotik, terutama pria. 'Bagaimana lagi? Bukankah para clubbers menyukai cewek yang berdandan berani sepertiku?'—pikirnya. Dia merasa dia akan bisa cocok bergaul di tempat itu. Selama ini dia selalu dianggap cewek kampung, cewek dari desa, cewek yang &lt;em&gt;nggak&lt;/em&gt; gaul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia ingin gaul. Ingin sekali. Sehingga saat pertama kali Siminah, temannya, mengajaknya mencoba memasuki dunia malam ini, dia menanggapinya dengan antusias. Maka disinilah sekarang dia berada, di diskotik di kawasan Kuningan, Jakarta. Dengan modal &lt;em&gt;invitation&lt;/em&gt; yang dia dapatkan dari meja kasir sebuah toko pakaian, maka masuklah dia di diskotik itu setelah lehernya dicap untuk tanda &lt;em&gt;entrace&lt;/em&gt;. Dia tersenyum dan sedikit berjoget seraya menghampiri teman-temannya yang berdiri di dekat speaker kanan. Dia senang sekali. Dia merasa menjadi pusat perhatian dalam diskotik itu. Apapun yang dia lakukan selalu diperhatikan. Bahkan saat dia dan teman-temannya berfoto bersama sekalipun. Semua mata memandangnya. Termasuk lelaki berkemeja putih di seberang itu. Lelaki bersama teman-teman lelaki itu terus menatap dan terkadang tertawa simpul saat memandangnya.  'Ah mereka menyukaiku.'—riangnya. Diapun berjoget seksi untuk terus mencari perhatian. Dia menyadari bahwa lelaki itu sedang membicarakan dirinya. Dia pun menyadari dan merasakan lelaki itu mendatanginya. Sampai kemudian lelaki itu berada di hadapannya dan berteriak di telinganya,&lt;br /&gt;"Hai, sendirian nih?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hah? Nggak sama temen-temen."&lt;br /&gt;"Boleh joget bareng?"&lt;br /&gt;Cewek seksi ini tertawa dalam hati. DIA SENANG SEKALI.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh boleh aja," jawabnya kalem.&lt;br /&gt;Merekapun berjoget bersama, sampai akhirnya lelaki itu berkata, "aku harus pulang nih. Ini nomer hpku. Simpen yah. Kalo kangen, sms aja yah?" Cewek yang hatinya sedang berdegup kencang itu mengangguk pelan. Lalu lelaki itu pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cewek berambut panjang itu menatap jam tangannya. 'Ah sudah pukul 4 pagi!'—dia tersentak kaget saat menyadari waktu. Dia menggeret teman-temannya yang sudah tak sadarkan diri untuk pulang dengannya. Walau dongkol pada teman-temannya yang merepotkannya, ia tetap tersenyum bahagia. 'Lelaki itu benar-benar menyukaiku,'—batinnya dalam hatinya yang riang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di kost dia membersihkan semua &lt;em&gt;make-up&lt;/em&gt;-nya, mengganti pakaiannya, sampai kemudian duduk di samping Siminah yang masih tepar di kasurnya. Dia tersenyum saat mengambil &lt;em&gt;tissue&lt;/em&gt; bertuliskan nomor telpon lelaki tadi. Dia mulai memijat hpnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt auto; padding: 1em; width: 220px; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Aku uda kangen :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Message Sent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di tempat yang sangat jauh darinya namun masih di Jakarta, lelaki itu sedang duduk-duduk bersama teman-temannya di dalam kamarnya. Kali ini dia sudah mengganti kemeja putihnya dengan kaos &lt;em&gt;The Stroke&lt;/em&gt;. Hpnya bergetar, lalu diambilnya dari kantong kanan celana pendeknya. Dia membaca sms yang baru saja masuk. Dia tertawa kencang. Sms itu dia perlihatkan pada teman-temannya. Teman-temannya pun ikut tertawa walaupun sedikit kecut. Mereka melemparkan uang seratus ribuan kepada lelaki itu. Salah satu dari mereka berkata, "Tai lo! Kalo gue sih tetep ogah pura-pura pedekate sama cewek muka kontras berbaju Melawai itu!"&lt;br /&gt;"Aahhh yang penting dapet duit Boss!" Jawab lelaki itu girang lalu membalas sms tadi dengan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt auto; padding: 1em; width: 220px; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sori,gw ga doyan sama ce body b'nilai 8,mukenye b'nilai 1/2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Message Sent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Terinspirasi oleh blognya &lt;a href="http://bapurez.blogspot.com/2008/04/baju-melawai-dan-si-tai-laler.html"&gt;mas ini&lt;/a&gt;. Hehe. Bukannya tidak setuju dengan postingannya, namun akan menarik apabila mengambil sudut pandang dari sisi lain. Tapi tetep, cewek model beginian bikin &lt;em&gt;risih&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-69713842222609879?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/69713842222609879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=69713842222609879' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/69713842222609879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/69713842222609879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/04/temannya-siminah.html' title='temannya siminah.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_9h0uHURlI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CtKfvhT8IBw/s72-c/electra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-7990397962241930603</id><published>2008-04-08T14:11:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:43:51.422+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>pemblokiran youtube.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_stLbOt64I/AAAAAAAAAJA/xnVp1CFT8mo/s1600-h/Surat+Pemblokiran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_stLbOt64I/AAAAAAAAAJA/xnVp1CFT8mo/s400/Surat+Pemblokiran.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186789070158556034" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click Here To See Bigger Picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya menulis ini memakai Bahasa Indonesia, karena takut ada anggota pemerintahan Indonesia yang tidak mengerti Bahasa Inggris. Bukan maksud menghina, tapi bukankah begitu? Youtube aja diblokir my man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa menit yang lalu saya mendapatkan informasi bahwa beberapa situs yang memuat video film Fitna, diblokir untuk mencegah gangguan hubungan antar umat beragama dan keharmonisan peradaban pada tingkat global. Pemerintah yang baik memang memiliki keinginan yang mulia. Namun sayangnya mengambil langkah yang salah: memblokir situs Youtube. Youtube adalah situs yang menurut saya sangat bersih. Situs ini tidak sudi dan selalu menghapus segala macam video yang dianggap porno. Situs ini adalah salah satu situs yang dapat memberikan informasi-informasi penting, yang bagi kebanyakan orang kadang terlewatkan. Terakhir saya ketinggalan informasi penting mengenai suatu berita yang akhirnya dapat saya tonton berkat Youtube. Sekarang bagaimana saya mendapatkan itu semua? Tidak tau. Saya ketinggalan berita, ya sudah, &lt;em&gt;bye-bye&lt;/em&gt;, saya tidak akan bisa menonton berita itu. Ini dia kesalahan pemerintah, memblokir suatu hal dengan mengorbankan hal lain yang sebenarnya lebih penting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemerintah tidak berfikir ke depan. Dia tidak menghitung-hitung dahulu seberapa besar manfaat yang dapat diambil dan manfaat yang dibuang dari pemblokiran ini. Memang film Fitna ini film kontroversial, namun informasi lebih penting bagi kita. Kalo takut rakyatnya bertindak bodoh dalam menanggapi film ini (misal demonstrasi brutal), beri rakyat pendidikan yang layak dong. Sudah bisa diprediksi kan, bahwa orang yang melakukan demonstrasi brutal bukan dari kalangan terpelajar semisal dosen atau dokter? Mereka tidak melakukan itu karena mereka memiliki kesibukan yang lebih penting daripada sekedar di jalan berdemonstrasi secara brutal itu tadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi saya film Fitna karya Geert Wilders itu tidak bermutu. Hanya opini seseorang yang sebenarnya &lt;em&gt;nonesence&lt;/em&gt;. Lebih seperti anak TK yang sedang memaki temannya. Namun kenapa pemerintah malah justru meladeninya dan mengorbankan informasi bagi bangsanya? Bukankah ini malah justru akan menciptakan &lt;em&gt;chaos&lt;/em&gt; dalam negeri ini? Apakah memang rencana pemerintah Indonesia adalah menciptakan &lt;em&gt;chaos&lt;/em&gt;? Itu perasangka buruk saya. Perasangka baiknya, pemerintah gagap IPTEK, sehingga mereka tidak tau seberapa besar manfaat situs-situs yang sudah mereka blokir dengan sadisnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya yang kita butuhkan bukan ditutup matanya dari realita dan dunia luar. Yang kita kita butuhkan adalah pendidikan dan informasi yang maksimal untuk menanggapi realita itu secara cerdas dan bijaksana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila kalian setuju untuk menghentikan pemblokiran ini, beri dukungan kalian &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/mod_perl/signed.cgi?utubeina"&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt;, yaitu petisi untuk menghentikan pemblokiran atas situs-situs internet di Indonesia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-7990397962241930603?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/7990397962241930603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=7990397962241930603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7990397962241930603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7990397962241930603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/04/pemblokiran-youtube.html' title='pemblokiran youtube.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_stLbOt64I/AAAAAAAAAJA/xnVp1CFT8mo/s72-c/Surat+Pemblokiran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4644250900228934950</id><published>2008-04-07T01:56:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:43:56.020+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>fitna.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_mvMbOt60I/AAAAAAAAAIk/PPI57vDUdcc/s1600-h/wilders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_mvMbOt60I/AAAAAAAAAIk/PPI57vDUdcc/s320/wilders.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186369073896614722" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geert Wilders.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you guys already watch FITNA, a 2008 short film by Dutch parliamentarian Geert Wilders. This 15 minutes movie is about how worried Wilders is if Islam is getting stronger. He describe how Islam is full of sarcasm, full of killing, terorist, etc. He described it like he knows what Islam is, just because he read Al Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you guys already watch the news, how Indonesian Muslims are mad to Wilders and do such a brutal thing: burning the Netherland's flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can write a letter to anybody, I'll write it to Geert Wilders and all Muslims in this whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Geert Wilders,&lt;br /&gt;Al Quran is not that easy to understand. We have to read it from first to last. Not just read one paragraf or two then make a conclusion. It's not that simple. Al Quran is a very sophisicated religion. It is hard but it is beautiful. No body can understand this if they doesn't know anything about Islam. What you have made is a hate. You want to make a war that the world doesn't need it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all muslims,&lt;br /&gt;This is not a big deal. It's just a movie. We all know that our religion is not that bad. So why should we angry about it? Just take it easy and show the world that we're not like the movie. We love peace and we respect other religion. If we go down to the street do demonstration, burn Netherland's flag, use bad words to mock Geert, and go brutal, it will make other religion really think that we are as bad as the movie, even we know we're not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4644250900228934950?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4644250900228934950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4644250900228934950' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4644250900228934950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4644250900228934950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/04/fitna.html' title='fitna.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_mvMbOt60I/AAAAAAAAAIk/PPI57vDUdcc/s72-c/wilders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4380154687595414360</id><published>2008-04-01T08:35:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:42:02.099+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>two days after.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_Ii2rOt6zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Yg8de9aM6jk/s1600-h/01042008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_Ii2rOt6zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Yg8de9aM6jk/s320/01042008(009).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184244443769596722" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn Flash!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I never use the flash on the camera, soooo... ALL MY PICS ARE FAILED TO BE PRINTED!!! DAMN! I have to try this thing (I mean the camera) on again. Bahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the next post. But I don't know when cuz I'm in the middle of an exam now. I have to study hard first then I go get busy with this cute camera again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later &lt;a href="http://www.elcomerciodigital.com/pg060427/prensa/fotos/200604/27/068D4GIJ-SOC-P1_1.jpg"&gt;alligator!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4380154687595414360?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4380154687595414360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4380154687595414360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4380154687595414360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4380154687595414360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/04/two-days-after.html' title='two days after.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R_Ii2rOt6zI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Yg8de9aM6jk/s72-c/01042008(009).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-8122402936670916781</id><published>2008-03-29T22:13:00.015+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:51:16.779+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>lomo: the coolest camera at this very moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-8SPLOt6xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wWq3WIUjXU4/s1600-h/i+cant+help+myself+slim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-8SPLOt6xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wWq3WIUjXU4/s320/i+cant+help+myself+slim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183381748048587538" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Me &amp; Lomo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's LOMO, my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya introduce the coolest camera at this very moment: fisheye 2 white lomo.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be a fish to look at the world :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have try this thing on. I can't wait to show you guys the pics. The thing is, this camera is manual so we have to print the film to see the result. Well it take about 2 days to print it. So wait for my next post 2 days after this ok! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-8122402936670916781?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/8122402936670916781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=8122402936670916781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8122402936670916781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8122402936670916781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/03/lomo-coolest-camera-at-this-very-moment.html' title='lomo: the coolest camera at this very moment.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-8SPLOt6xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wWq3WIUjXU4/s72-c/i+cant+help+myself+slim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-3849408582185016831</id><published>2008-03-26T15:59:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:33:32.699+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artworks By Me.'/><title type='text'>diwuta.</title><content type='html'>These days I got nothing to do except drawing. The only cute object in my house are my cats. So I draw one of them. Meet Diwuta, the slutty cat alive. She always act sweet infront of my friends especially boys! Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-oRTLOt6tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1eOjJvD4ha4/s1600-h/diwutasketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-oRTLOt6tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1eOjJvD4ha4/s320/diwutasketch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181973342372883154" /&gt;The Slutty Cat.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-oTWrOt6uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/V8T6z3R0YuM/s1600-h/lookingforward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-oTWrOt6uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/V8T6z3R0YuM/s320/lookingforward.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181975601525680866" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diwuta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-3849408582185016831?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/3849408582185016831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=3849408582185016831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/3849408582185016831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/3849408582185016831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/03/diwuta.html' title='diwuta.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-oRTLOt6tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1eOjJvD4ha4/s72-c/diwutasketch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6378009011524813192</id><published>2008-03-21T23:02:00.015+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:36:13.977+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artworks By Me.'/><title type='text'>hail photoshop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-QGGbOt6rI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Y_-JK-S5r-8/s1600-h/bekgron+gahul+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-QGGbOt6rI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Y_-JK-S5r-8/s320/bekgron+gahul+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180272178841381554" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friendster Background.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-QDrrOt6qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rL0ebGT9bpA/s1600-h/CERTIFICATE+HIMIESPA+Dian+Paramita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-QDrrOt6qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rL0ebGT9bpA/s320/CERTIFICATE+HIMIESPA+Dian+Paramita.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180269520256625314" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dian Paramita is me :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love spending the whole day with the one and only &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.id/aclk?sa=L&amp;ai=BInZn7m3kR9e5GJy67AO8-5SeA9iz0kuol7L6BpX-2AWgjQYIABABGAE4AFC13IuD______8BYOkCyAEByAKsgp8F2QPHzz4bYomNOQ&amp;sig=AGiWqtzgIgg4si1WP1YooXwbmE9LFj40Xg&amp;q=http://www.adobe.com/ap/products/photoshop/photoshop/%3Fsdid%3DBUQIO"&gt;Photoshop.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which one do you like the most? The background, the certificate, or both? Haha! But hey, you don't have to pick anyway :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6378009011524813192?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6378009011524813192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6378009011524813192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6378009011524813192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6378009011524813192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/03/certificate-and-my-background.html' title='hail photoshop!'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R-QGGbOt6rI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Y_-JK-S5r-8/s72-c/bekgron+gahul+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-5890491666512656982</id><published>2008-03-11T10:38:00.014+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:44:01.480+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>money.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R96vdpDDKyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gny8nwHyyYQ/s1600-h/RP5BATIK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R96vdpDDKyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gny8nwHyyYQ/s320/RP5BATIK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178769545292360482" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She looks like my grandma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when some people think they are wise if they said, &lt;em&gt;"MONEY IS NOTHING. LOVE IS EVERYTHING"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well doh. That's naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is not that disgusting to have tho. For me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hard work = success = earn a lot of respect = earn a lot of money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why wont we admit that money is everything? In this life, what we need is doing  lots of positive things which we can get it with a hard work. To give respect for the positive things we've done is by giving money in return. You wont like it if they give you a kiss for what have you done right? Well if the person who kiss us is a goodlooking one, that's fine. But what if they look like a pig? NO WAY! I wont let my bones working hard just for kissing a pig. This will stop everybody to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different with love. Love is irrational. Love is emotion. Love has nothing to do with logic. That's is why love is dangerous. Love looks sweet on surface but it can ruin our life just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ask me, "What is more important, is it money or love?"&lt;br /&gt;My answer is, "100% money"&lt;br /&gt;If you ever love somebody, you know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-5890491666512656982?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/5890491666512656982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=5890491666512656982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5890491666512656982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5890491666512656982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/03/looks-like-my-grandma.html' title='money.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R96vdpDDKyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gny8nwHyyYQ/s72-c/RP5BATIK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2802932948643587915</id><published>2008-02-23T08:32:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:51:11.803+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>too much options.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R799BS15K6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/n11eoliMlr4/s1600-h/188382_choosing_the_colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R799BS15K6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/n11eoliMlr4/s400/188382_choosing_the_colors.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169988358435842978" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choosing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it feels like if you have to choose so many options? It feels bad. I'm in this situation right now. I feel lucky but uncomfortable. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't choose because I HATE CHOOSING. I think choosing is the hardest thing that I have to do in my life. I rather hide my self inside my blanket and never think of choosing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, what should I do if those options are perfect?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2802932948643587915?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2802932948643587915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2802932948643587915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2802932948643587915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2802932948643587915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/02/too-much-options.html' title='too much options.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R799BS15K6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/n11eoliMlr4/s72-c/188382_choosing_the_colors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6574490257291268753</id><published>2008-02-08T16:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:41:48.259+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>what do you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6wjloI8eYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/D4mNU27vY2w/s1600-h/Picture+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6wjloI8eYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/D4mNU27vY2w/s400/Picture+210.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164542002024184194" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shocking picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://hermansaksono.blogspot.com/'&gt; My brother&lt;/a&gt; can't drive a car. So when he need to go to a salon, I'm the one who have to drive him there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived, we both found this shocking picture. Is that our president? Yea it is. But he looks stupid and cheap. How can the most popular guy on this country cut his hair in this cheap barber shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6wijII8eXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7pJICVkPeD4/s1600-h/look+it+that.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6wijII8eXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7pJICVkPeD4/s400/look+it+that.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164540859562883442" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a good look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets ask that &lt;i&gt;IT expert&lt;/i&gt; (yea right doh!) Roy Suryo, whether is it a fake picture or not. Then let's wait. Will the police arrest the barber because of this, like when they arrest my brother 3 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so. You know why? Because the barber didn't put Roy Suryo's face on that picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6574490257291268753?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6574490257291268753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6574490257291268753' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6574490257291268753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6574490257291268753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-do-you-think.html' title='what do you think?'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6wjloI8eYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/D4mNU27vY2w/s72-c/Picture+210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4788115528866245778</id><published>2008-02-06T07:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:44:06.052+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>why this world is not fair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6kNkoI8eUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qN-Fvos7A2k/s1600-h/aileen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6kNkoI8eUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qN-Fvos7A2k/s320/aileen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163673370658371906" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aileen Wuornos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still couldn't understand if I have to say, God is fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lucky girl name &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paris_Hilton'&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/a&gt;, who is beautiful and rich. Her grandfather was the Hilton Hotel founder. She travels around the world everyday for fun. She has a lot of friends who willing to spend the day with her. She has a family who love her very much. She has everything that girls ever wish of. She is lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's an unlucky girl named Aileen Wuornos. Ever heard of her? Her unlucky life story was filmed in a movie called &lt;a href='http://www.chasingthefrog.com/reelfaces/monster.php'&gt;Monster&lt;/a&gt;, starring &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlize_Theron'&gt;Charlize Theron&lt;/a&gt; as Aileen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her parent was her grandparent because her real parent never raise her. Her grandfather physically and sexually abused her as a child and her grandmother was an abusive alcoholic. She's pregnant in the age of 14 and claimed to have had sex with multiple partners, including her own brother. She began to work as a prostitute while still in school. Even she's not ugly, but she's not a goodlooking girl. So that is why many people around her never respect her. But then she met this lesbian girl name Tyria Moore. Tyria Moore was the only one who respected her, that's why Wuornos were very in love with her, eventho Wuornos claimed she's not a lesbian before. To support herself and Moore's daily needs, she work as a prostitute. But one day, one of her client was torturing her. So she killed him and stole his money. Then she relized, by killing her client, she can get more money without having sex with them. That's why she began kliing her clients and be a serial klller. When the police found her then arrested her, Wuornos claimed she was rapped and it was a self-defense. But in the courthouse, Moore said that Wuornos never told her about she being rapped. That's why Wuornos gets a death penalty in 2001 with &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lethal_injection'&gt;lethal injection&lt;/a&gt;. Her last words were &lt;em&gt;"I'd just like to say I'm sailing with the Rock and I'll be back like Independence Day with Jesus, June 6, like the movie, big mother ship and all. I'll be back."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot finish watching this movie. It's too hard for me to relize that, there was a very unlucky girl who ever lives in this planet. So should I say God is fair?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4788115528866245778?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4788115528866245778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4788115528866245778' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4788115528866245778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4788115528866245778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-this-world-its-not-fair.html' title='why this world is not fair?'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6kNkoI8eUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qN-Fvos7A2k/s72-c/aileen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2279857350448096787</id><published>2008-01-29T11:12:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:44:09.967+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>i wont forgive soeharto.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6FJ8II8eTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/F4CFLcKwWfU/s1600-h/soeharto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6FJ8II8eTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/F4CFLcKwWfU/s400/soeharto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161487945269279026"/&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is why people afraid of him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that we are wealthy when he leads us. Don't say that we need him alot. Don't say that he was our hero. Don't say that we have to forgive him. Because that's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading news, history, and get enough knowledge it's very important for you to argue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2279857350448096787?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2279857350448096787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2279857350448096787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2279857350448096787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2279857350448096787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wont-forgive-soeharto.html' title='i wont forgive soeharto.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R6FJ8II8eTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/F4CFLcKwWfU/s72-c/soeharto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-8676603380827713026</id><published>2008-01-22T22:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:41:41.630+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>FINALLY I CAN DRIVE!</title><content type='html'>Now finally, I CAN DRIVE MY OWN CAR! YIPPIE! SYUBIDABIDUB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Pak Imam, the greatest driving instructor ever! m(_ _)m&lt;br /&gt;It takes only about 3 days in practicing, then I can drive my own car! Can you believe that? Now I can drive my self to my campus, my brother's office, my favorite salon, my friend's house, anywhere. Am I good or wot? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, need a ride anyone? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-8676603380827713026?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/8676603380827713026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=8676603380827713026' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8676603380827713026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8676603380827713026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-i-can-drive.html' title='FINALLY I CAN DRIVE!'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4325241193524504949</id><published>2008-01-11T02:59:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:44:16.711+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>sex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R4Z5OPRwCII/AAAAAAAAAEY/rFSdktYShNw/s1600-h/fvcking+doll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R4Z5OPRwCII/AAAAAAAAAEY/rFSdktYShNw/s400/fvcking+doll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153940109098223746" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rock on baby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a guy I just met asked me, am I still a virgin or not? Well I'm still a virgin, thank you very much for asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he kept asking me about when will I lose it? When will I try making love? Who's the guy? Any plan doing it now? Did I ever want to do it? He ALSO said that making love is great. Something that made you happy, satisfied, yadda yadda yadda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told him, I'm not into that. I don't want to do it now. I got much things to do right now besides thinking about who will be my first man on bed. I rather keep my virginity until I get married. Not because of the culture or for my future husband happiness, but it's for my own life that I am thinking about. Then he said, &lt;em&gt;"oh you are labil. You aren't stabil."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Am I that naive or this conversation starts really boring? If he kept telling me that sex is a paradise or whatever, then what? I'm not interested anyway. Or maybe NOT YET. Don't get me wrong, I'm not that kind of person who againts sex before marrige tho. The thing is, it is not my priority. Right now my priorities are focusing on my study, my work, and my experience for my life later. So it's annoying if someone keep pushing me, saying that I have to feel the desire of making love even I'm not into that. Because once again, that's not my priority. Much things are more urgent than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please man, don't judge me like Im a little girl who doesn't know anything like you do. Because that would pissed me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4325241193524504949?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4325241193524504949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4325241193524504949' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4325241193524504949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4325241193524504949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/01/sex.html' title='sex.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R4Z5OPRwCII/AAAAAAAAAEY/rFSdktYShNw/s72-c/fvcking+doll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-8190296937113165564</id><published>2008-01-11T01:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:41:35.192+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>something that i do everyday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R4ZsdfRwCHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/n0RGLUnm5aU/s1600-h/boder+aneh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R4ZsdfRwCHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/n0RGLUnm5aU/s400/boder+aneh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153926077440067698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I like having a bestfriend and a &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yahoo!_Messenger'&gt;YM&lt;/a&gt;. Nonsense really. But it can turn up my mood easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah by the way, she just joined blogspot because of me :P&lt;br /&gt;Her name is &lt;a href='http://boderlovesbanana.blogspot.com/'&gt;Boder&lt;/a&gt;, lets clap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-8190296937113165564?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/8190296937113165564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=8190296937113165564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8190296937113165564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/8190296937113165564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/01/something-that-i-do-everyday.html' title='something that i do everyday.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R4ZsdfRwCHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/n0RGLUnm5aU/s72-c/boder+aneh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6879345358904903205</id><published>2008-01-09T09:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:47:25.594+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>texas and i can't drive part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R4REMfRwCFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OVVmZtX9J5k/s1600-h/texas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R4REMfRwCFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OVVmZtX9J5k/s320/texas.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153318854963759186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstable, I still cannot drive. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well blame the virus that make me sick and can't do anything. I even can't attend on my final exam. Yeah yeah... Don't be surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank God, &lt;a href='http://senyatanya.blogspot.com/'&gt;my mom&lt;/a&gt; can forgives me so that she still giving me an offer to drive me anywhere. Ouwh... Thanks Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, because of this shitty virus, all my life in this couple of days are boring. Thanks to the technology, I can meet people from around the world even I'm lying on my bed and just do typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met this boy name &lt;a href=' http://www.myspace.com/KingofthaHill625'&gt;Andy&lt;/a&gt; who lives in &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Houston,_Texas/'&gt;Houston, Texas&lt;/a&gt;. He said that he doesn't have any pride on USA, but he's proud of Texas. He said, Texas is perfect. Everything is cheap there. The land, the ciggarates, etc. You have to spend US$ 400,000 for a land in California, but in Texas, the land will only cost you about US$ 150,000. In other states, a pack of ciggarates are about US$8 but in Texas it will only cost you US$5. Wow! Then he said if I want to move to the United State, I should live in Texas. Hmmm... Good stuff to know eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then a few minutes later, I met my old friend name &lt;a href='http://www.myspace.com/pinner_101'&gt;Glen&lt;/a&gt; who lives in &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Floyd,_Iowa'&gt;Floyd, Iowa&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know why we were talking about his cousin who lives in &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Denton,_Texas'&gt;Denton, Texas&lt;/a&gt;, but then the conversation leads us talking about Texas. And what a surprise. Glen said that his cousin doesn't have any computer because somebody stole it. He said, many burglar in Texas. We have to be careful. WHAT? A few minutes ago somebody told me that Texas is perfect, but then a few minutes later somebody else told me that Texas is a state of criminals? Ah that's confusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go to bed or I can be more sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6879345358904903205?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6879345358904903205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6879345358904903205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6879345358904903205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6879345358904903205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2008/01/texas-and-i-cant-drive-part-2.html' title='texas and i can&apos;t drive part 2.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R4REMfRwCFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OVVmZtX9J5k/s72-c/texas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-3858070883200415152</id><published>2007-12-17T14:32:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:47:27.608+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>i can't drive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R2YujPRwCDI/AAAAAAAAADs/2zK0iey4JaQ/s1600-h/468530_csp_speed_of_light_vii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R2YujPRwCDI/AAAAAAAAADs/2zK0iey4JaQ/s320/468530_csp_speed_of_light_vii.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144850807248652338" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to drive!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I can't drive. :(&lt;br /&gt;I always depends on people and never can do anything by my self because I can't drive. My parents are busy but until now, they still can drives me to my campus and pick me up anywhere I ask them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are too tired now. Because of that, they give me this warning. If in January I still cannot drives my self, they wouldn't drives me and pick me up anymore. WHAT THE??? And if I need to go anywhere, I have to call the taxy and pay it with my own money. WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please please please Dear Mimit, go and find somebody who can teach you driving! Immediately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-3858070883200415152?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/3858070883200415152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=3858070883200415152' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/3858070883200415152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/3858070883200415152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cant-drive.html' title='i can&apos;t drive.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R2YujPRwCDI/AAAAAAAAADs/2zK0iey4JaQ/s72-c/468530_csp_speed_of_light_vii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6965342194993009909</id><published>2007-12-13T13:44:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:31:09.873+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><title type='text'>million dollar baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R198Q-CUPRI/AAAAAAAAADg/yj-Dclw7tQw/s1600-h/Million_Dollar_Baby_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R198Q-CUPRI/AAAAAAAAADg/yj-Dclw7tQw/s320/Million_Dollar_Baby_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142965930452860178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://senyatanya.blogspot.com/'&gt;My mother&lt;/a&gt; told me before, she wouldn't watch this movie ever again. She said, "the story turned my mood down. It's a sad story."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm confident enough. I think my mood at that time was on the top. Im not scared to be sad because of the movie. So that's why I watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was right. This movie can turn the mood down, eventho your mood is on the top. Damn, I could't resist it. Too much tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the sadest but best scene in the movie it was when Frankie Dunn kissed Maggie Fitzgerald and said "&lt;em&gt;Mo cuishle means My Darling, My Blood&lt;/em&gt;". So I cry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/At_the_Movies_with_Ebert_&amp;_Roeper'&gt;Ebert &amp; Roeper&lt;/a&gt;, Two Thumbs Up for &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Million_Dollar_Baby'&gt;Million Dollar Baby&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm too late to watch this movie :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6965342194993009909?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6965342194993009909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6965342194993009909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6965342194993009909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6965342194993009909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/12/million-dollar-baby_13.html' title='million dollar baby.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R198Q-CUPRI/AAAAAAAAADg/yj-Dclw7tQw/s72-c/Million_Dollar_Baby_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2460973194421560344</id><published>2007-12-12T01:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:47:30.741+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>is that boobies???</title><content type='html'>Last night I have this HOT CONVERSATION with my friend, &lt;a href='http://www.friendster.com/18483245'&gt;Thika&lt;/a&gt;. The hot conversation is about, &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tommy_Lee'&gt;Tommy Lee&lt;/a&gt;. We scream about him, we envy Pamela Anderson and Kimberly Steward for him, we pray to God so that we can dream about him, we are just too in love with TOMMY LEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of that, we search his pictures in Google, until I found this bizzare picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that boobies or butt? Can anyone tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R17ls-CUPQI/AAAAAAAAADY/RWiRsigKa8Q/s1600-h/what+is+that.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R17ls-CUPQI/AAAAAAAAADY/RWiRsigKa8Q/s400/what+is+that.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142800385233403138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not just that tho. The way she stares, I think she's talking and smiling to NOBODY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2460973194421560344?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2460973194421560344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2460973194421560344' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2460973194421560344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2460973194421560344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-that-boobies.html' title='is that boobies???'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R17ls-CUPQI/AAAAAAAAADY/RWiRsigKa8Q/s72-c/what+is+that.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-3985174178422663990</id><published>2007-12-04T15:12:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:47:39.104+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>japanese fever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R1dKZuCUPLI/AAAAAAAAACw/jnWbnkAX3z4/s1600-h/hajimemashite.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R1dKZuCUPLI/AAAAAAAAACw/jnWbnkAX3z4/s320/hajimemashite.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140659305381641394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Hajimemashite ;)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first time attending Japanese Language Course. It was much more fun, than any other courses I have attended. This is because I do it with my best friends ever, Nina, Boder, and Rico. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for the very first time class, we only learn how to introduce our self.&lt;br /&gt;So let me introduce myself here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hajimemashite.&lt;br /&gt;Watashiwa Mimit desu!&lt;br /&gt;Doozo yoro shiku :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-3985174178422663990?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/3985174178422663990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=3985174178422663990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/3985174178422663990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/3985174178422663990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/12/les-jepang.html' title='japanese fever.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R1dKZuCUPLI/AAAAAAAAACw/jnWbnkAX3z4/s72-c/hajimemashite.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4777710002807201156</id><published>2007-12-01T11:42:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:51:51.872+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artworks By Me.'/><title type='text'>high school.</title><content type='html'>This morning, when everything was boring, I found this picture. This is a picture for my class' high school year book. It reminds me how I spend my time for this picture. I designed it and I love it. It represent my class very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0zjXvjrDUI/AAAAAAAAACI/1gVPLOxzEEY/s1600-h/kompas+asli+gede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0zjXvjrDUI/AAAAAAAAACI/1gVPLOxzEEY/s400/kompas+asli+gede.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137731271965478210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0zltfjrDVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/iWddpUzivJA/s1600-h/hmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0zltfjrDVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/iWddpUzivJA/s400/hmmm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137733844650888530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic dedicated to my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;I love you always and always my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4777710002807201156?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4777710002807201156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4777710002807201156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4777710002807201156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4777710002807201156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/12/high-school.html' title='high school.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0zjXvjrDUI/AAAAAAAAACI/1gVPLOxzEEY/s72-c/kompas+asli+gede.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-5284810474284903260</id><published>2007-11-28T11:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:26:53.639+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>gay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0z4ivjrDXI/AAAAAAAAACg/wfi4uBBPjK4/s1600-h/0901_elton_john_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0z4ivjrDXI/AAAAAAAAACg/wfi4uBBPjK4/s320/0901_elton_john_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137754550688222578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Elton John is gay but he only has one husband to love. Lets clap!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple days ago, one of my friend confessed to me that he's a gay. Thank you very much for your trust. I will always try my best to make you proud of yourself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about this. Why should we be ashame if we're gay? Being gay is OKAY. The feeling in loving the same sex is just fine! It is from our God anyway. Its not a sin. Don't even care about it is normal or not. Loving or sex is not about that, but it's about how we do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I'm normal if I'm gay, but I believe I'm not normal if I'm not gay but I did sex with many guys. What I mean here is, if you are gay, but you only did sex with one person you love, then I guess that is normal. Meanwhile, if you aren't gay, but you did sex with many guys/girls, then I guess you are just the same as a dog. You aren't normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, try not to judge people if you don't know anything about them. No one is better than others. We are just the same. And I think someone's sin is not our business to talk about. It is God's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, lets start to proud of ourself! Yihaaaw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-5284810474284903260?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/5284810474284903260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=5284810474284903260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5284810474284903260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/5284810474284903260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/11/gay.html' title='gay.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0z4ivjrDXI/AAAAAAAAACg/wfi4uBBPjK4/s72-c/0901_elton_john_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-7582546223417159513</id><published>2007-11-26T09:49:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:47:54.599+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts.'/><title type='text'>i don't get it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0zbp_jrDRI/AAAAAAAAABw/-o6PUQs6HME/s1600-h/arrogant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0zbp_jrDRI/AAAAAAAAABw/-o6PUQs6HME/s320/arrogant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137722789405068562" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*The girl on the picture is not her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends told me about this girl. She's a liar, a bitch, a vegetarian-wannabe, and a stupid-girl-that-thinks-she's-smart. That's what people said about her to me. Alot of people hate her, and I don't. Why should I hate her if she did nothing to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then she did something, and I think it means I HAVE TO HATE HER TOO. Oh well. She's the one who gave me that offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a joke! Last nite when I was online on my Yahoo Messenger, someone who hates her told me about how pathetic her english is. She tried to write in english in her web profile, but it turn out PATHETIC. It's not a big problem if we cannot talk or write in english properly. It's not our language anyway. But should you be arrogant writting in english but in the end it turn out PATHETIC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I dont do "bestfriend" stuff..coz i never can deal wif that "cross my heart hopes to die i will always b there for u" stuff.coz i know no one can do that thing to me. hahaaa!~ (esp for the grrl,uh i really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do NOT INTEREST&lt;/span&gt; in having a group of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brainless&lt;/span&gt; grrl friend). "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, who's the one who got no brain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-7582546223417159513?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/7582546223417159513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=7582546223417159513' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7582546223417159513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/7582546223417159513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cant-get-it.html' title='i don&apos;t get it.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0zbp_jrDRI/AAAAAAAAABw/-o6PUQs6HME/s72-c/arrogant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4868341981881254142</id><published>2007-11-24T23:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:48:02.218+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>jakarta is stressing me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0hWQvjrDQI/AAAAAAAAABY/bgYZxhTT7rc/s1600-h/jakarta4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136450220660034818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0hWQvjrDQI/AAAAAAAAABY/bgYZxhTT7rc/s320/jakarta4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I will be die soon if I live in Jakarta. I mean this place is like hell. Too many rubbish everywhere, the streets are broken, children begging money on the street, and the worse one is, theres a huge gap between rich and poor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can imagine, right beside this fancy hotel called HYATT, theres alot of poor people live in a rookery. Alot of people who willing to do anything to eat, meanwhile people inside HYATT are willing to spend alot of their money for one nite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN Jakarta. How can we live in the place like that? I prefer to go home rite away, here in Jogja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4868341981881254142?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4868341981881254142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4868341981881254142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4868341981881254142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4868341981881254142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/11/jakarta-stressing-me_24.html' title='jakarta is stressing me.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R0hWQvjrDQI/AAAAAAAAABY/bgYZxhTT7rc/s72-c/jakarta4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4402797152433980487</id><published>2007-10-31T11:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:48:07.415+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>my office.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R14xFuCUPMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZW0TYqyGvms/s1600-h/Kantor+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R14xFuCUPMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZW0TYqyGvms/s320/Kantor+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142601798830537922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R14xZeCUPNI/AAAAAAAAADA/mV9MyfwOc3o/s1600-h/Kantor+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R14xZeCUPNI/AAAAAAAAADA/mV9MyfwOc3o/s320/Kantor+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142602138132954322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite I got the weirdess dream I ever have. I hate that dream. It was disgusting! What am I thinking??? How could I dream those things? Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my boss' secretary, Mbak Tutik, asked me to be in the office today. My job is an assistant for my lecture, Ibu Sri Adiningsih. That is why this morning, I went here, to my office, that located in my campus, Economic Faculty UGM. My office is just perfect. There is an air conditioning, dispencer, many snacks, 3 active phones, 3 computers with 24 hours internet active, free printer (that I can use for my homeworks), and many economic books! The place is just to good to be true. Its cool and quiet. Ahhh... God must loves me very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, many gossips around the campus told me that theres a ghost infront of my office named Mbak Yayuk. So eventho I love to be in my office, I cannot be here over 3 PM cuz it will scares me so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, enough for now. Many friends are active and chat with me in my Yahoo Messenger. Well, enjoy the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4402797152433980487?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4402797152433980487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4402797152433980487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4402797152433980487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4402797152433980487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/10/office.html' title='my office.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/R14xFuCUPMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZW0TYqyGvms/s72-c/Kantor+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-4025153025858010053</id><published>2007-10-30T22:07:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:48:12.758+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>the wedding.</title><content type='html'>Last week was my cousins wedding week. The wedding schedule was exhausting! I have to walk with this high heels thing, put some heavy make-ups on, wear traditional costume, babysitting my 5-11 years old cousins, and eat loads of calories! DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this is for my beloved cousins anyway. Selamat menempuh hidup baru, Mbak Tina. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-4025153025858010053?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/4025153025858010053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=4025153025858010053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4025153025858010053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/4025153025858010053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/10/wedding.html' title='the wedding.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-6015894633082540764</id><published>2007-10-25T23:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:48:17.185+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>nina's birthday.</title><content type='html'>2 days ago (23rd October 2007) was Nina's 19th birthday. 2 days before that (21st October 2007), I was in the middle in trying to go to sleep, when I just realized, I should give her something memorable. So I got this idea, making a birthday cake for her. Birthday cake that looks like a home-made-cake with a messy messy look. I also got this idea, making a book that called "19 Things About Nina" and buy a pretty dress for her gift. But everything aren't went well. I lost my cellphone in the supermarket when I bought the cake's ingredient (eventho I found it then, this experience was shocking me!). I dont have any time to make the "19 Things About Nina" book (damn!). Me and my brother, Mas Herman (who is an expert in cooking) forgot the cake's receipe. Is it 500gr or 100gr of flour? Ah what a pathetic. And the worse thing is, I dont have any money to buy the pretty dress for Nina. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I finished making the cake at 02.00 AM in the morning, and try to go to sleep, I felt very sad. I cannot finished all of my plan, the book and the dress. I only made her a birthday cake, which is very simple. So my mom told me, I dont have to give her all the surprises in 1 day. I could give her the bday cake in her bday, then give her the book in the next day, and also the next day for the dress. It means that, I can surprise her in 3 days. GOOD IDEA MOM! THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I kiss my mom, and go to sleep, I realized, if I do something special in someone birthday, it means that someone is a special person in my life. My Mom, My Brother, and My Ex-bf, are the persons who always get surprises from me in their birthday. That means, Nina is a special person for my life. She's the one who always cheers me up, always reminds me my schedule, always teach me many things, always drive me home, always bought me delicious foods, she's my bestfriend I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Nina :)&lt;br /&gt;Wait my other surprises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-6015894633082540764?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/6015894633082540764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=6015894633082540764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6015894633082540764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/6015894633082540764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/10/nina-birthday-ahay.html' title='nina&apos;s birthday.'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927412037218397413.post-2831821803165559029</id><published>2007-10-20T17:36:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:48:22.162+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary.'/><title type='text'>hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SAI6HZ8NnjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/R9kA1QYmlx0/s1600-h/ranting+pohon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SAI6HZ8NnjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/R9kA1QYmlx0/s400/ranting+pohon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188773619581165106" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many thoughts and I often wish to share it with people who are interested on the same subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, telling stories face to face, isn't the best way to share thoughts. This because 1st, not everyone have the same interest; and second, not everyone have the same time to listen and argue in face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when you tell stories using words and sentences, people who have free time and interested in your stories would sit and spent their time reading your thoughts. Thats why, starting now, I sit and spent my time to write this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927412037218397413-2831821803165559029?l=lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/feeds/2831821803165559029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927412037218397413&amp;postID=2831821803165559029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2831821803165559029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927412037218397413/posts/default/2831821803165559029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisbeautifulwithmimit.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello.html' title='hello!'/><author><name>Miss Mimit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021095863769891465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/S-eSFeLL8MI/AAAAAAAAAaU/EgFu5Bgehl4/S220/memimit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WBDhBD19SQ8/SAI6HZ8NnjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/R9kA1QYmlx0/s72-c/ranting+pohon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
