<?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-1752602817372540579</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:45:31.583-08:00</updated><category term='hobbies'/><category term='my life'/><category term='unclassifiedable'/><category term='love'/><category term='books'/><category term='music of mine'/><title type='text'>The World of Mine !</title><subtitle type='html'>kinda mix blog. most of them written in english so everyone can read it.. yeah i live in indonesia and i speak indonesian in daily life, but blog doesnt only exist in indonesia.. so just enjoy this. i talk about a lota thing</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-4175970045774075011</id><published>2008-10-18T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T06:14:05.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacaran Bobodoran (lho kok?)</title><content type='html'>Ehem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah lama rasanya tidak meng-post blog&lt;br /&gt;taulah... semua itu gara-gara SMA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bener, SMA itu menyeramkan sekali.. Emang sih jauh lebih keren dibanding SMP yang gitu-gitu aja, tapi terlalu bikin jantungan juga, tidak baik untuk kesehatan. Makanya SMa tuh cuma 3 taun, mungkin salah satu alasannya itu kali yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ada info dari Areta, kalo Rumah Sakit Jiwa yang ada di Jln Riau no.11, deket banget tuh dari sekolah..&lt;br /&gt;katanya yah, penghuni RSJ tersebut meningkat sebanyak 30% sampe-sampe kamarnya gak cukup dan ada beberapa pasien yang terpaksa DIPULANGKAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I KNOW. Thats why my school was built near that hospital!!! Soalnya untuk jaga-jaga siapa tau ada murid yang gila. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, right now, i'm searching for a boyfriend. Saya pingin pacaran, tapi buat bobodoran aja.&lt;br /&gt;Nah lhoo&lt;br /&gt;Mana ada pacaran buat bobodoran??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, jadi, saya niat mencari pacar yang jauuuuuh banget. Jadi di Amrik atau di Eropa gitu. Selain bisa melatih bahasa inggris... Bisa buat seru-seruan juga kan?? Hahahaha. Tentu saja komunikasi mah dari chatting. Paleing banter juga lewat sms. Gak mungkinlah nelpon, males banget kali..&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sekarang sedang searching orang-orang bule di facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Hihihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaisgettingcrazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-4175970045774075011?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4175970045774075011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=4175970045774075011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4175970045774075011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4175970045774075011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/10/pacaran-bobodoran-lho-kok.html' title='Pacaran Bobodoran (lho kok?)'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-2484718892194928876</id><published>2008-09-20T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:29:46.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20.09.2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SNX3uFPh1PI/AAAAAAAAABE/T9VXF4IRg-w/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SNX3uFPh1PI/AAAAAAAAABE/T9VXF4IRg-w/s320/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248373311823533298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SNX23NSPxLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/z-9s3bSew78/s1600-h/DSC00252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SNX23NSPxLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/z-9s3bSew78/s320/DSC00252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248372369089610930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a really LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONGGGGG time ago from the last time i published sumthin in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Well, unfortunately, i have to publish this one totally in Indonesian,cause this blog is meant for someone... I love so much. And I want him totally understand what I feel about him, about this, about that night... Here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabtu, 20 September 2009&lt;br /&gt;Hari itu seharusnya berjalan sebagaimana yang sudah direncanain sejak hari Senin. Aku dan temen-temen bakal buka puasa bersama di kafenya Malika, Neo Calista, Dago Pakar. Jadi ceritanya nih, ada band yang manggung di sana pas temen-temen aku yang lain dateng (aku sendiri ga dateng sih), nama bandnya SEVAA. Nah, karena antusiasme temen-temen itu, Sevaa pingin kita dateng lagi ke Calista untuk nonton mereka. Dan emang, kata Dewi, temenku, Sevaa itu mainnya emang keren banget, unlike the other majority teen bands which play hard music. They play an easy listening music.&lt;br /&gt;Aku jadi pingin ikut, apalagi yah, aku tuh emang jarang banget keluar ma temen-temen, apalagi keluar malem. Berhubung uang jajanku lagi berlebih, dan aku emang penasaran sama band Sevaa ini, aku pingin ikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi alesan utamaku adalah karena dia ikut.&lt;br /&gt;Karena Deri Granando ikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu, dan sampai sekarang, aku suka (dan sayang) sama temenku yang namanya Deri. Orangnya baik banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Sabtu pagi, aku pergi ke SOSI Sport Club utk fitness dan aerobic. Waktu pagi-pagi itu, aku udah sempet konfirmasi ke temen-temen cowo, mereka jadi ikut atau enggak. Dan katanya mereka jadi ikut. Siangnya aku ke sekolah, katanya ada latihan olimpiade matematika gitu, tapi gurunya juga ga ada, ya akhirnya malah ikut latian olimpiade kimia.&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe rumah jam 11 siang, langsung mandi dll. Aku ol tuh, dan dewi membawa kabar yang mengejutkan. Ternyata anak laki-laki pada ga jadi ikut bubar di Calista. Aku berusaha untuk tenang. Yaiyalah, lagian untuk apa marah-marah kali (gara-gara deri ga jadi ikut). Emang kecewa, tapi kan aku gamau maksa dia ikut. Ya kalo dia gak mau ya gapapa, itu kan hak dia.&lt;br /&gt;Yang bikin aku ma dewi bingung itu, kenapa anak-anak cowok yang tadinya yaaah lumayan bersemangat tentang bubar di Calista malah tiba-tiba ngebatalin. Berhubung deri tuh yang paling baik, jadi aku nge-sms dia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Krisna&lt;br /&gt;To: Deri&lt;br /&gt;Message:&lt;br /&gt;knp ank2 cowo g jadi ikt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 kali nge sms kayak gitu, akhirnya sms ketiganya tuh kurang lebih kayak gini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plis bgt bales.. Soalnya aku ma dewi bingung knapa kalian tb2 ga jadi. kta mah ga maksa, cuman pngn tw alesanny aj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ternyata, dia ngebales, dan kenapa dia ngebalesnya lama banget karena dia gak punya pulsa! Jadi dia nyari-nyari pinjeman hp dulu untuk ngebales smsku!!!! Oh MY God, he's so nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, yang ke Calista cuman 6 orang, aku, dewi, areta, audra, anshar, malika. Ditambah teh Vira, sama 2 orang temennya malika yang lain. Pertama kalinya aku nginjekin kaki di Calista, I was amazed. Arsitekturnya keren banget. Dan pas banget kita nyampe tuh, lagi sunset, dan aku langsung berlari ke arah teras dan melihat matahari perlahan-lahan ditenggelamkan malam. View-nya itu keren banget!!!!! And a little part of myself was really disappointed because he wasn't there with me, watching those amazing sceneries.&lt;br /&gt;Aku gak tahu apa yang aku pikirin, aku kangen banget sama Deri. Aku akhirnya nelpon Deri, bahkan gak tau mau ngomong apa.. Dia ngangkat telponnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Halo"&lt;br /&gt;"Halo, Der. Kamu gak jadi ikut ya?"&lt;br /&gt;"Iya, Kris. Jadinya brapa yang ikut?"&lt;br /&gt;"Cuman 6-an aja"&lt;br /&gt;"Cowokny ada siapa aja?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ada Anshar"&lt;br /&gt;"Oooh, jadinya cuman Anshar aja?"&lt;br /&gt;"Iya.."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh gitu.."&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, Deri, met buka yah!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh iya, Kris. Makasih, sama-sama"&lt;br /&gt;"Krisna.. Ati-ati yah" (Deri ini yang ngomong)&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, iya.. Ohya, kamu ikut bubar 1e?" (ini Krisna yang ngomong)&lt;br /&gt;"Haha, enggak juga..."&lt;br /&gt;"Ooh... Yaudah ya. Met buka. Daaah"&lt;br /&gt;"Yu. Daah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku seneng banget!!!!!! Aku makin sayang dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setengah 8, Sevaa, band yang tadi sempet aku ceritain, akhirnya manggung juga. Aku udah berencana seminggu ini, bakal ngerequest lagu "SEMPURNA - Andra and the Banckbone" ke Sevaa. Dan aku bakal tetep move on walaupun Deri gak jadi dateng. SEMPURNA itu, lagu yang aku dan Deri sama-sama suka banget. Jadi, aku minta kertas untuk nge-request ke Sevaa, dan aku ngisi dengan tulisan ini (ntar juga ada foronya da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Sempurna&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Andra and the Backbone&lt;br /&gt;From: Krisna&lt;br /&gt;To: Deri Granando&lt;br /&gt;Table no: Walaupun orangnya gak ada, mudah-mudahan dia bisa denger dari hatinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangga, vokalis Sevaa memuji pesen aku itu. Mereka mainin satu lagi sebelum lagu SEMPURNA. Dewi nanya ke aku, &lt;br /&gt;"Kris, mau ga nanti pas Sevaa main lagu Sempurna, aku telponin deri bilang ada temenku yang ngerequest lagu itu buat dia??"&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya mengangguk, tidak tau harus ngomong apa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas aku lagi heboh ngobrol, tiba-tiba, terdengar intro lagu yang aku kenaaal banget. Sempurna. Aku langsung menyambar HP Audra untuk merekam mereka. Aku merekam mereka langsung dari depan. Aku gak ngerasa malu atau apa. Hanya aku, berdiri, menghayati lagu itu dan berbisik pelan melantunkan lagu itu. Dewi dan teman-temanku yang lain lagi nelpon deri. Tanganku bergetar ketika lagu memasuki interlude. Aku begitu terhenyak oleh musik yang dimainkan Sevaa.&lt;br /&gt;Then I cried.&lt;br /&gt;Gatau kenapa, aku nangis, aku gemetar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Janganlah kau tinggalkan diriku&lt;br /&gt;Takkan mampu menghadapi semua&lt;br /&gt;Hanya bersamamu ku akan bisa&lt;br /&gt;Kau adalah darahku&lt;br /&gt;Kau adalah jantungku&lt;br /&gt;Kau adalah hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Lengkapi diriku&lt;br /&gt;Oh sayangku kau begitu&lt;br /&gt;Sempurna"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku memeluk diriku sendiri, begitu lerut dalam perasaanku yang mendalam tentang lagunya, tentang Deri.. Deri, di mana pun dia sekarang, sedang ngedengerin lagu yang sama dengan yang aku dengerin, karena Dewi mendengarkan lagu itu kepada Deri melalui telepon. Hal itu ngebuat aku ngerasa deket banget sama dia, seakan deri ada berdiri tepat di depanku, dan cuman ada aku, dia, dan Sevaa yang nyanyiin lagu itu untuk kita. I still cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak lama kemudian, Dewi berkata,&lt;br /&gt;"Kris, kata Deri, makasih banget"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-2484718892194928876?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2484718892194928876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=2484718892194928876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2484718892194928876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2484718892194928876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/09/20092008.html' title='20.09.2008'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SNX3uFPh1PI/AAAAAAAAABE/T9VXF4IRg-w/s72-c/DSC00393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-1419882324791604505</id><published>2008-07-30T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T01:57:33.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Find a new Sparkling Star</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry I ve been really busy that I can't post my blog continously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bentar lah saya pake bahasa indonesia aja. Lagi di warnet sih jadi buru-buru. Jadi... Saya cerita deh dari awal taun ajaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sekarang terdaftar sebagai aak kelas XI-1 absen 21 dengan wali kelas Pak Eka. Saya sekelas lagi lho sama malika dan gina... But unfortunately Areta is in XI-3. Nah, waktu hari pertama masuk saya kan harus ngurusin MPLSs (Masa Pengenalan Lingkungan Sekolah sucks... haha). Pokoknya its just not an usual MOS like others have. Cuma sekedar pengenalan aja, gak ngapa-ngapain gitu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi namanya kakak kelas lah, even though we have already known more than half of them, tetep aja pengen marah-marahin, biar MOS-nya rame. Yes of course! It's not a MOS if there's no senior who shouts at you! But more I think about why the teachers change the orientation about MOS itself, I become more understand. I mean, look at those in USA, in UK, Canada, etc. Di sana mana ada MOS kayak di Indonesia. Mau masuk SMA yah masuk aja. Mau masuk kuliah juga masuk aja...&lt;br /&gt;Ntar yang cengos-cengos juga bakal kesisih sendiri. It's all about system!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, back to MPLS SMA Taruna Bakti 2008-2009. Jadi, saya kan panitia logistik (gak ngapa-ngapain kecuali mungutin sampah dan moto kopi ini-itu), saya 'nongkrong'nya di kelas X-5, karena Lika ada di sana. Waktu scene-nya lagi marah-marahin... Saya ikut dong marah-marah!! Hahaha, masa diem aja?&lt;br /&gt;Hari pertama:&lt;br /&gt;Malika found something great! She realized one of the new students is much like our latest senior!&lt;br /&gt;Okeh, we're impressed... A lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang paling parah tuh hari kedua. Kan waktu itu lagi inspeksi. Trus I didnt see him. Aku bisikin deh malika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: Eh mana si itu, yang mirip itu?&lt;br /&gt;M:Oh yaya, mana dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu dengan santainya malika mengeluarkan suara lantangnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Kalian udah cek temen-temen kalian?? Udah pada lengkap?&lt;br /&gt;Siswa/i: Udah, kak&lt;br /&gt;M: Tapi siapa yang kemaren duduk di situ, saya gak liat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan orangnya mengangkat tangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Ketawan deh dia dicariin. Satu: Martabat kami (saya dan TERUTAMA malika sebagai kakak kelas hilang sedikit... haha. a lot sorry, lik!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus, hari kedua juga...&lt;br /&gt;Jadi hari kedua th we order them to bring some foods for their meals. Tapi si itu teh gak bawa. Di datengin dia sama Acong (kebetulan aja, lagi kena sial dia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: kenapa kamu gak bawa bekel, siswa?&lt;br /&gt;*: gak sempet, kak&lt;br /&gt;A: kenapa gak sempet? temen-temen yang lain sempet kok!&lt;br /&gt;*: saya latian musik kak&lt;br /&gt;A: oooh... pemusik hah?! main apa kamu?!&lt;br /&gt;*: main drum&lt;br /&gt;A: emang musik sama sekolah pentingan mana hah?!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;saya memotong (dengan gaya belagu dan tatapan dingin) gak bentak sih, cuman nadanya jleb dan pelan-pelan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: memangya... dari jam 3 kamu pulang sekolah sampai jam 9 kamu tidur kamu latihan musik terus?&lt;br /&gt;*: enggak, kak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diem dah dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan setelah saya usut-usut belakangan ini... ternyata anak tersebut adalah anak yg SANGAT berprestasi on art. gelo lah saya malu banget! sumpah rasanya pengen ngubur diri sendiri. digging for my own death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah gaktaunya&lt;br /&gt;GAK TAUNYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang saya suka sama dia :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi dia suka sama orang lain :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi SAYA-NYA GAK PEDULI!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaisSOnother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-1419882324791604505?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1419882324791604505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=1419882324791604505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1419882324791604505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1419882324791604505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/07/find-new-sparkling-star.html' title='Find a new Sparkling Star'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-2303989566646789389</id><published>2008-07-19T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:26:25.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taruna Bakti Environment Comittee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SIKUKXvnQeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jgy3esVx1WQ/s1600-h/GW13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SIKTwguh0sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QlrPv8am-M4/s320/GW1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224900979331289794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SIKTmhjLcWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/N4LLBa9MtNY/s1600-h/GW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SIKTmhjLcWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/N4LLBa9MtNY/s320/GW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224900807753429346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SIKTcHpdBMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/muTiVd0vjOA/s1600-h/KilimanjaroChange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SIKTcHpdBMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/muTiVd0vjOA/s320/KilimanjaroChange.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224900629001733314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei, all...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I havent updated this blog for a week, because my first week at school was really busy. Yeah, believe that; REALLY BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I got some good news, for me..&lt;br /&gt;First, That Title, is the name of new extracurricular in my school! My headmaster has accepted that during the holiday, and fortunately I had finished the paper I had worked on so when my teacher asked for that, I'd already had that! Well, one thing My friends and I don't like is my teacher who we asked to build this extracurricular, he made our idea about this thing looks like HIS idea. GODDAMN him if he won't treat us as a builder of this extracurricular..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this blog can't be so long because I'm in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;or trace, i'll give you some pics of global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaisconfused&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-2303989566646789389?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2303989566646789389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=2303989566646789389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2303989566646789389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2303989566646789389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/07/taruna-bakti-environment-comittee.html' title='Taruna Bakti Environment Comittee'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2MLLfmECt2E/SIKUKXvnQeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jgy3esVx1WQ/s72-c/GW13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-3954119985904063093</id><published>2008-07-13T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T06:33:57.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last night on my short holiday</title><content type='html'>OK, Its 8 p.m. im wondering what tomorrow will be. i go to 2a or XI-1 this year and my absent num is 21. lucky number, bcus my class is 11-1, which can be 2-1. cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a supersticious.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually my first day study with my new class will be wednesday. tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, i will be a MC for MOS this year. its great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for school, but i wanna be here longer, for holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year i move to a really tiny house, but near the school. and i come back to my real house in the east side of Bandung every weekend. such a pleasure can be home much earlier later when school starts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, i wish the best for my second year of senior high school! Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaisinspirit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-3954119985904063093?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3954119985904063093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=3954119985904063093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3954119985904063093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3954119985904063093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-night-on-my-short-holiday.html' title='last night on my short holiday'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-1802291036147546696</id><published>2008-07-08T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:13:04.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liburan yang terlalu singkat: too short holiday</title><content type='html'>hei, all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week im going to school as a 2nd grader. what will school be? what will physics be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,sure things are going to be well this year! dunno why, i just can feel it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, saya ngantuk banget. emang, selama liburan, saya selalu tidur larut dan bangun siang. mengkonsumsi banyak kafein akhir-akhir ini dan sebagai hasilnya, saya beres ngebaca buku chicklit 500 halaman yg baru dibeli hari minggu selama 1hari saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the consequence im now reading biology book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa harus biologi:&lt;br /&gt;1. banyak gambar&lt;br /&gt;2. gambarnya berwarna&lt;br /&gt;its worth! the price is no less than 80.000 rupiahs. but i dont really like its cover. there should have been a frame for big picture there. and the worst thing, the picture is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. holiday! its soon gonna be over! terlalu sebentar liburannya! hei! tman saya yang baru pindah ke amerika saja baru masuk sekolah bulan september. SEPTEMBER. imagine that! asik bgt kan! sementara saya di bulan september akan sudah menerima rapot bulanan pertama :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least we get 3 weeks. the public schools only gave 2 weeks of holiday. thank God and sure i enjoy my life so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya mencium bau yang enak dari bawah. siapa yah yang masak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah kenapa akhir2 ini hidup saya aneh banget. bodor juga sih kalo dipikir-pikir, cuman, ya itu, aneh. rada ga masuk akal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa gitu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy my nights without homeworks and exams to be worried. but as i told you, i change. i will like physics as i like art. its important to be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, besok saya mau ke jakarta! city of lights! saya paling suka jakarta di malam hari, dimana lampu-lampunya sparkling, brighten the dark night. sayang, ga ada pemandangan indah bintang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya jadi inget waktu saya IHTB di jakarta. saya kangen masa-masa itu.&lt;br /&gt;kangen dia waktu di sana. but thats not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya rencananya, bakal ke UI, yg di salemba, bukan yang di depok. there's gonna be lotta fun there, im sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya, i recently watched the PRIDE AND PREJUDICE. its an amazing film! keira knightley was awesome, beautiful, and natural. ada juga mr. darcy. tapi saya lbih suka mr. bingley! mukanya lucu, jenaka, dan rambutnya keoranye-oranyean. aksen semua orang di film itu keren banget. but a character i love most is lizzie, of course. how brave she was, declining a propose (lamaran) in that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe later i'll talk about PRIDE AND PREJUDICE. and also a chicKlit book: PERFECT STRANGERS. katanya ada filmnya juga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :o :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaisundoubtfullyhappy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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holiday'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-3972547754811503937</id><published>2008-07-05T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:13:59.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lot Like Love</title><content type='html'>"i'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;these five words i swear to you&lt;br /&gt;when you breathe i want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;i'd live and i'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;steal the sun and the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;words can't say what a love can do&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is absolutely the most romantic lyrics i've ever known, i've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it, i really do. will a guy ever sing that song for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnasfeelingisunspeakable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-3972547754811503937?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3972547754811503937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=3972547754811503937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3972547754811503937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3972547754811503937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/07/lot-like-love.html' title='A Lot Like Love'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-1430803354606162226</id><published>2008-07-02T23:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:21:34.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...ued</title><content type='html'>ok. there's a character limit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, why we must love ourselves, because it is the first step to make everybody loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, EVERYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for further, just buy the book. at first, you wont think its an interesting book, but when you finish it, you may cry like i did, because the book is much more interesting, gorgeous, sophisticating.. than any book you've ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you can buy the film, if you dont like reading. but i prefer the book, so i can bring it anywhere i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SECRET will help you have and reach anything you want. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnathanksgod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-1430803354606162226?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1430803354606162226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=1430803354606162226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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good title and topic. i havent updated this blog at least for one week and i regret that. blog is the only thing where i can improve my english skill. I have noone to speak in english with. well, actually i can speak in english with myself but i just wanna do that if im home alone. people will think im insane if i speak to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya! ret, ive colored my hair using a hair color they gave when a cosmogirl talk show. its good, but unfortunately it wasnt spreading to all parts of my hair. i still have some of my hair black, most of it is warm brown, dark brown, but the fringe and the upper part is really brown.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont bewail it. i accept it happily, i even thank it. why? because i love and respect myself. how can anybody love me if i even dont love myself, if i always beef about negative things of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the secret tells me all. im changing, it is meant to be! i didnt mean it when i bought the secret book.&lt;br /&gt;here the story is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday last week i went to PALASARI to buy school's books. while i was waiting for the clerkman taking books i needed, i asked the other one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do ya sell a chicklit books?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he stoped what he was doing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can you repeat it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CHICKLIT. it is usually thick and its girls reading"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he started to search that book at bookshelves upon him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmm. here it is. SECRET"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could these people think i was looking for THE SECRET instead of CHICKLIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i pretended i like that book. i didnt even know what that book talks about. id just heard from my teacher that THE SECRET is a good FILM, motivating, he said. well, though, he said '... a good FILM..', not a good BOOK. &lt;br /&gt;then my mom came. she saw that book and asked the clerk who had just come from taking some book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"is it a good book?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I answered certainly, mm.. tried to be heard conviced,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mr. dadi said the film was good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the clerk seemed try not to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeaha, but in that film there is only people talking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mom decided to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;30.000 rupiahs. and i even had no idea about what THE SECRET talked about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day by day i kept that book in my binder. when i finally finished reading ARTEMIS FOWL-THE ETERNITY CODE book, i started reading that book. just yesterday i started and finished it, only in one day, and now im totally a different person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember what i wrote about loving myself above?&lt;br /&gt;ive just learnt that from THE SECRET...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be contin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-6422213972845515468?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6422213972845515468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=6422213972845515468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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gonna talk about teenagers' life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a teenager &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am ALMOST teenager, most people say.&lt;br /&gt;i am fourteen, and my friends say im just a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. let me say i AM teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i feel now after 1 year of high school,&lt;br /&gt;I think ive become more mature :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i remember about my junior high school years, the more i think that i was SO lame when i was in junior high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im gonna face my 2nd year of high school really soon. and i will make sure that this will be the best year ever. amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i dont think i will have boyfriend sooner, because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the boy whom i crush on doesnt like me like i like him (haha, confuse i think?). he doesnt 'respond' the 'signal', you know what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-im going to be really busy! i dont want to tell you why, these days, but at the time i've reached that (amen), i promise i'll tell you ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Im just not sure about having a serious commitment (is the spelling right?) these YEARS. although i think ive become more mature but im not ready to share intensively with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my parents wont agree about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know what? for common girls in our age, teenagers' life is all about:&lt;br /&gt;1.boys&lt;br /&gt;2.fashion&lt;br /&gt;3.make up&lt;br /&gt;4.saloon&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;50.000 school and homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for common boys teenager, teenagers' life is all about:&lt;br /&gt;1.girls&lt;br /&gt;2.masturbate&lt;br /&gt;3.cigarattes&lt;br /&gt;4.style(including cars and motorcycles)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;60.000 school and homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, thats what i say, what my opinions are, what my conclusion is about what ive seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, its just 7 p.m. but im already sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go. ive been writing along the way home. its time to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-3293679690710436978?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3293679690710436978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=3293679690710436978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3293679690710436978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, stop talking bout school.. holiday is in the house! ive spent the last 5 days making on a programme for the next Student Organization. i almost cried when finally i finished my work last night.. it was driving me crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! do you know im starting to like somebody! yeah! he is my friend.. well, not actually friend, because we dont really like each other. i often made fun with him, and maybe he was annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt like him too much.. but because of the previous dream (which ive already explained on the previous blog)... yea you know, i now like him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, unfortunately, he is going to IPS programme, so there is no chance for me to be his classmate.. heuhh.&lt;br /&gt;im lil bit sad, but thats ok! i can still see him at school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaislovingsomebody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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week)'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-3069825912251105120</id><published>2008-06-23T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:41:28.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream isn't right!</title><content type='html'>Im gonna write this one in indonesian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi ceritanya aku mimpi nih kmaren malem. ntah itu mimpi maksudnya apa tapi yg jelas bkn pertanda baik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceritanya there was a guy, called A. dia tmen satu skolahku, seangkatan. scenenya itu lagi ada trip to somewhere i dont know, dan aku dan A it were the only ones yang belum punya pacar. gara2 yang laen udah pasang2an, akhirnya kami jdi berduaan juga dan mkin lama mkin deket. mksdny he went to anywhere with me and i went to anywhere with him! oh God, i hate that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once, when i was walking down the street, suddenly a head, sebuah kepala jatoh dan menggelinding di hadapan aku. emang sih itu scene nya aku lagi terlibat dlm suatu murder case as a witness. nah A came over me in a really rush. he touched my cheeks and said deeply,'are you ok?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the first time i dreamed about him...&lt;br /&gt;WE KISSED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE that, obviously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. i dunno, you know. yea, aku bukannya fall for him or something... tpi jadi kepikiran aja.&lt;br /&gt;kepikiran betapa menyebalkannya dia di dunia asli tapi begitu baik dan sweet in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;plis dong.&lt;br /&gt;jangan dateng ke mimpi aku lagi! atau kalau mau, jangan yg romantis. it'd better be about we're fighting, punchin.. just.. i just cant accept that, although it was only a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want him to be someone who treats me nicely. he's my rival, and i hope he will always be. it is absolutely impossible having him says and does such a sweet thing like that,&lt;br /&gt;more over KISSES me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sleepy. hope that was the last time i dreamed of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaishatinghim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-3069825912251105120?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3069825912251105120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=3069825912251105120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>OK.&lt;br /&gt;this time i would like to talk about a chicklit book i recently read. the book's title is the same as this blog's title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the undomestic goddess&lt;br /&gt;by SOPHIE KINSELLA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a girl named Samantha Sweeting. she was a lawyer in the most popular lawyer office in England, she was so busy, and she was really ambitious woman and had reached so much in her career on her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once, she was promotted a really great position in her office, but everybody thought she had made such a big mistake. and she ran away from her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went nowhere, just followed where her legs took her. she took the first train she saw on paddington train station, and she fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samantha arrived at a really beautiful village, and because of a misunderstanding, she became a domestic staff in a big house. she met the gardener, nathaniel, and fell in love. at first she didnt even know how to turn on the oven, but nat's mum taught her.&lt;br /&gt;she really enjoyed her time and found out that she really need to be relax after 7 years of working in a stressing condition and unhealthy environment..&lt;br /&gt;she finally knew how weekend was without anything to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while she was in that village, she did some research about her own mistake she had been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she realized she had being accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went back to london to straighten things in her office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she was offered the highest position in her office with 6 digits salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she refused it!&lt;br /&gt;GODDAMN it, how come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah she could be relax in that village, yeah she fell in love for nathaniel, but how about her future?? she would go around the world if she accepted that offer...!&lt;br /&gt;how much experience she had wasted, and how much mone she had refused!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she might be 29, but she was childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, at first i loved that novel, but i hate it! could she just accept that offer and retire in years? collect the money first and go back to that village?&lt;br /&gt;one thing i got, samantha sweeting has a really short-thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt she think about how she had worked for her career..?! 7 yeas, SEVEN years of hard working, imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and only one thing who caused this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nathaniel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh i hate him so much even he only existed in novel. samantha might get any guy she wanted with her great career!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, readers, how do you think bout this? do you agree with the novel or with me?&lt;br /&gt;especially you areta!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnahatesit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Goddess'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-8175612910774619656</id><published>2008-06-20T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:26:40.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of holiday: Can't fall in love anymore</title><content type='html'>GODDAMN IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive just written this blog, almost FULL and its gone!!!&lt;br /&gt;fcukoff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, calm down. im on the way to sports field to practice hockey. and ive just had a little argument with my mum about my face. MY FACE. whats wrong with my face, actually. she said my face is scary, moreover when im playing hockey, watching and waiting for a ball. of course i DO have that kinda face! i must give all my concentration to the ball so im not getting hit or lose the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everybody DOES have that face (dirty, sweaty, although not always scary) when doing sports! its just the consequetion (konsekuensi, in indonesian) of doing sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum even told me to use her beauty products. well those products which are on advertisement are bul... nonsense. advertisements ALWAYS lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;GOSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is he doing? what is MY BROTHER actually doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, he is using THAT goddamn beauty product. is he insane??&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know, i REALIZE he IS insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does he think he is doing???&lt;br /&gt;he is so... girly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it doesnt mean good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i refuse to use that product but MY OWN BROTHER has just used it. i am a GIRL and my brother is a BOY, but the one who use it is HIM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another example of disfuncional family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i used to care about my appearance and use many of beauty products ONCE when i fell for somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i cant.&lt;br /&gt;i CANT fall in love anymore.&lt;br /&gt;why??&lt;br /&gt;WHY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels strange not having someone to be thought about..&lt;br /&gt;in my spare time i wrote a story about him or just wondered him next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now,&lt;br /&gt;i read book, anything which isnt related to boys stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe im just tired, pursuing boys.. hahaha. yeah, this is my high school time, and i wont mess it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, i am SO tired. practicing hockey is the greatest thing in the world but also the most tiring activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-8175612910774619656?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8175612910774619656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=8175612910774619656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/8175612910774619656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/8175612910774619656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-of-holiday-cant-fall-in-love.html' title='First day of holiday: Can&apos;t fall in love anymore'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-4876935703925139191</id><published>2008-06-19T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:00:09.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>being inspired and inspiring</title><content type='html'>NAH, its so over!! welcome back holiday and lazy long days ive been waiting for these 2 weeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod, i cant believe im going to be a 2nd graders on july. its so great to have a junior next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well but be patient because i really HAVE TO enjoy my holiday! holiday will be really sophisticating after weeks of hard work..&lt;br /&gt;and thats what im feeling at the moment!!!! i did work really hard to pass this to be here in this moment of laziness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything seems nice because im really happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the title.. hmm, i think next semester im going to sign up to be the chairman of student organization, and MAYBE that title will be my motto.. but im not sure about 'being inspired'.. actually yeah, im BEING inspired by the chairman before now (the previous chairman). his ideas were cool and catchy but unfortunately he didnt has a good publication so not everybody knew his great programmes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i gotta go. ive just written and decided my vision mission if i will be choosen as the chairman of student organization. amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually if i have time, i will post it on my blog. and also my story about david cook. its been finished for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD I LEFT IT IN ROOM 10 THIS MORNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in hurry (to finish a novel) haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaisABSOLUTELYandTOTALLYhappy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-4876935703925139191?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4876935703925139191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=4876935703925139191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4876935703925139191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4876935703925139191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/being-inspired-and-inspiring.html' title='being inspired and inspiring'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-2374675830748236120</id><published>2008-06-19T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:27:49.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><title type='text'>Talking about film and.. hours later!</title><content type='html'>Hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just watched 2 films continuously, the first one was VANTAGE POINT, the second one was MUSIC AND LYRICS. Those films were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vantage point.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda thriller-action film talking about the kidnapped and shootted (gosh, i dunno how to spell such a simple word) president of the united state of america. it tells about 8 strangers who were related to each other with 8 points of view. it is a REALLY great film. you even can take so much value from that film. and how it teaches us about possitive thing we can get even from the worst situation. its not a contradictive film like a politic-film usually be. well, but to understand and like this film, u should think harder to solve how things could be related to each other. one moment explains other moment could happen.&lt;br /&gt;actually, if you just dont like this kinda film, skip it. sure ure not gonna enjoy it like i were.&lt;br /&gt;but, you never expected how it ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second.&lt;br /&gt;music and lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;i like hugh grant so much. he acted naturally and built the character on him perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know that he can sing! but i expected he really played the piano.. it will be a lot interesting..knowing the other side of hugh grant, i say.&lt;br /&gt;and drew barrymore is as beautiful as usual, of course.&lt;br /&gt;i like the whole film moreover if my friend didnt interupt it by acusing me doin sumthing wrong in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;its really touchful, the song alex fletcher wrote for sophia, at the end of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, today is gonna be a big day.. how it can be..&lt;br /&gt;just cant wait to see everybody's face again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also that f.ing HOLIDAY ive been looking for these months!!!! finally thats coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop smilin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, i almost forget. i watch this film too, named THE DARJEELING LIMITED.. and its absolutely touchful but funny! well, its a weird film though, not everybody will like it.. but i love it! so meaningful.. and there is ADRIEN BRODY. yea he is SO old if you compare me with him. we are separated 20 years and theres no chance to 'get' him.. god, i dont even believe ive just said that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owen wilson, jason schwartzman, and adrien brody even looked like real brothers.. gosh i love that film..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u keep a secret? ive stolen 2 library books.... next blog may be about books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaishappybutcurious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-2374675830748236120?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2374675830748236120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-7771591509736024887</id><published>2008-06-18T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:09:25.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Today, hours ago!</title><content type='html'>Thanks blogspot! because of this blog stuff me and my friend finally won something today.&lt;br /&gt;ok, let me tell you this story. after the damned final exam, we get a week until we receive our reports. and usually teachers arrange sum possitive activity such as 'sport week'. but this semester programme lil bit different. we had intern-hockey-league on monday, a presentation about alternative medication using bee on tuesday, and workshop today. this workshop was done by CosmoGirl and Biore(sponsor maybe, i dnt know). this was talking about blog and also event organizer. from the whole audience, i and areta were the only ones who have already known blog stuff. and there were 2 competitions, about blog and the other one was about event organizer. i joined (not actually join, because the host who decided what competiton we joined) the blog competition and win it with my 5 other friends!! we were given a 'paint' for coloring hair. in the other hand we got 2 pieces of donut (each), and its tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the workshop went on, they gave us a music entertainment, and it was IRWANSYAH singing. it was not totally a crowded, it didnt reach a hundred audience so we got lota space in the hall. he was so cute -irwansyah, i mean-. he even HELD my hand and sang those romantic-words i cant remember. he held it tightly, and gosh! i can never forget that precious moment. im sorry acha, but i think i start to love your boyfriend. those were amazing! every sec he looked into my eyes.. he was just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i got today that if i cannot reach david roland cook, at least i can get irwansyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally joking of course!&lt;br /&gt;what i EXACTLY learn today that i should continue writing on my blog, because blog gives you so much benefit you couldnt expect. even you think writing on blog was what only freaks do, well its not. i dont know what my purpose is writing all my life and what im thinking and feeling like this, but it always makes me feel better..&lt;br /&gt;somehow i just belive that writing like this will give you something anybody who doesnt wont get in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course wrìting good things. although blog gives everybody a freedom to write ANYTHING, but there's always a 'line' of value. i cant write bad things about something vulgarly. if i want to do that, i wont use the real name of everybody who were involved, especially whom i criticize (hehe. i forget how to spell that word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upps, it almost reaches a limit character.&lt;br /&gt;better go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-7771591509736024887?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7771591509736024887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=7771591509736024887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/7771591509736024887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/7771591509736024887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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tujuan kamu SMA apa? buat lulus. tau ga tujuan kamu cape2 sekolah 3 taun utk apa? utk 3 HARI.. 3 hari yang nentuin segalanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we call it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, ga perlu deh saya kasi tau kenapa saya nyebut2 masalah ini. smua juga udah tau lah, dan saya yakin its just a matter of lack of luck. saya yakin we actually much more be able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya nangis waktu saya dpt berita itu dari temen saya. sedih banget. jujur, mestinya kita semua mestinya kyk gt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMA taruna bakti itu sekolah kita. sekolah yg harus kita jaga nama baiknya.&lt;br /&gt;sekolah yang-demi Tuhan-kita udah/akan 'hidupi' selama 3 tahun dlm hidup kita.&lt;br /&gt;sumpah, kita tuh bisa.. cuma kita kurang berusaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taun ini jadi pelajaran. taun depan, itu semua ada di tangan kita.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin gara2 itu nama kita jadi jelek, tapi it wont be forever.. saya yakin, kita bakal bisa ngubah itu. caranya gimana? bukan contek2an atau bocoran2.. tapi cuma 2 kata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard work, kerja keras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita mampu, jadi apa salahnya kerja keras untuk sesuatu terbaik di masa depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan juga berdoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smoga aja, tulisan saya ini bisa ngegerakin hati, walaupun sedikit dari kalian.&lt;br /&gt;seenggaknya ada yang sadar, karena ini tujuanny bkn individually, tapi satu utk semua semua utk satu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMA Taruna Bakti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-2851526045892738898?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2851526045892738898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-5982149186037781465</id><published>2008-06-11T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T06:38:59.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where are they?</title><content type='html'>where are those beautiful days without history!?&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod this is totally sucks. i cant see there is a need to test this subject on FINAL exams. imagine how much the thing i HAVE TO remember in one night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all about kill myself NOW or being killed tomorrow with the questions.&lt;br /&gt;which one is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the gods and goddesses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no spesification about this! totally FFFing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting sooo crazy about this. semua hal ini memberikan dampak buruk bagi kesehatan mental dan fisik seorang murid kelas 1 sma tak berdosa berumur 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya masih EMPATBELAS, tolong saya masih mau idup, dont kill me softly like this. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-5982149186037781465?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5982149186037781465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=5982149186037781465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/5982149186037781465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/5982149186037781465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-are-they.html' title='where are they?'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-1775981067823489031</id><published>2008-06-10T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:54:41.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is (almost) over</title><content type='html'>Yea! 2 more days! 4 more subjects..! ganbatte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya know, i think im kinda moody these days, or maybe i AM moody but ive just realized that recently. i am happy... a lot! and strangely, just yesterday i was in really bad temper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is one of negative effects of final exam. for heaven sake God please give me an ability to keep the greatest spirit, and passion!&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to mess up my scores, i want to keep it or even 'pump' it up (amen) as possible as it can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon krisna! make things easier than they actually are. just enjoy everysec of this and learn from mistakes in past. this could be hard but as you try, work hard, and God let you so... u know, there's no word impossible in your dictionary, kris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may pray and do everything with all your best.. and you cant even find that 'lack of luck' is a reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go fighting for tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow..(with no sharp things and blood. ahaha. equipments are permitted only pencil pen and rubber. *anjir gw garing gini*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULD EVEN KISS DAVID COOK IF I WERE ABLE TO !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaisstillstrugglingforfinalexam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-1775981067823489031?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1775981067823489031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=1775981067823489031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1775981067823489031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1775981067823489031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-is-almost-over.html' title='It is (almost) over'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-7839909612131304983</id><published>2008-06-10T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:41:38.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of mine'/><title type='text'>The Music of My Life</title><content type='html'>Heihei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belive it or not, musics make me feel so much better than hours ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with cook's songs as exceptions bcus they could make things worse.. probably.. why? first, they are melanc(h)olic. but the most important thing that they could make me really sad bcus of remaining me of dcook..&lt;br /&gt;ok, david cook is not available in this post, i just dont want to talk too much about him.&lt;br /&gt;anyway now im listening to track ive just made. its totally awesome! simple plan, the click 5, beatles, muse, avril, jet, all american reject, and even westlife..&lt;br /&gt;thats why i named this post as 'the music of my life'&lt;br /&gt;oh Godd i really thank you giving this bless that i can listen to good musics..&lt;br /&gt;well i cant say which song i like the most, but im really interested bout 'girlfriend' and 'are u gonna be my girl'. they're cute!! They seem connected to each other, talking about liking a boy/girl but the boy/girl has already had a girlfriend/boyfriend but wont give up that easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfectly outstanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or muse's songs im listening to: 'time is running out' and 'stockholm syndrome'. they also almost talk about same stuff. the difference is 'time is running out' talks about a girl leaving a boy who really obsessed with her and 'stockholm syndrome' talks about a boy who thinks he cant stand his girl's way. quite the same, talking about separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wawawaaa!&lt;br /&gt;2 more nights to be like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD. are you gonna be my girl is being played!&lt;br /&gt;owowowow, gotta finish this blog really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, at the intro of 'are u gonna b my girl' the vocalist coughs kinda clearing his throat and it is so sexy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want dcook to do that..&lt;br /&gt;AAH. NO! stop talkin about david cook. i can go out and falling myself from the roof if i dont stop talking about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope boys on the next AI are extremly HOT so i can get over dcook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for friday, all the way to holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-7839909612131304983?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7839909612131304983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=7839909612131304983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/7839909612131304983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/7839909612131304983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/music-of-my-life_10.html' title='The Music of My Life'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-4289592623758208595</id><published>2008-06-10T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:41:19.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music of mine'/><title type='text'>The Music of My Life</title><content type='html'>Heihei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belive it or not, musics make me feel so much better than hours ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with cook's songs as exceptions bcus they could make things worse.. probably.. why? first, they are melanc(h)olic. but the most important thing that they could make me really sad bcus of remaining me of dcook..&lt;br /&gt;ok, david cook is not available in this post, i just dont want to talk too much about him.&lt;br /&gt;anyway now im listening to track ive just made. its totally awesome! simple plan, the click 5, beatles, muse, avril, jet, all american reject, and even westlife..&lt;br /&gt;thats why i named this post as 'the music of my life'&lt;br /&gt;oh Godd i really thank you giving this bless that i can listen to good musics..&lt;br /&gt;well i cant say which song i like the most, but im really interested bout 'girlfriend' and 'are u gonna be my girl'. they're cute!! They seem connected to each other, talking about liking a boy/girl but the boy/girl has already had a girlfriend/boyfriend but wont give up that easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfectly outstanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or muse's songs im listening to: 'time is running out' and 'stockholm syndrome'. they also almost talk about same stuff. the difference is 'time is running out' talks about a girl leaving a boy who really obsessed with her and 'stockholm syndrome' talks about a boy who thinks he cant stand his girl's way. quite the same, talking about separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wawawaaa!&lt;br /&gt;2 more nights to be like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD. are you gonna be my girl is being played!&lt;br /&gt;owowowow, gotta finish this blog really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, at the intro of 'are u gonna b my girl' the vocalist coughs kinda clearing his throat and it is so sexy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want dcook to do that..&lt;br /&gt;AAH. NO! stop talkin about david cook. i can go out and falling myself from the roof if i dont stop talking about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope boys on the next AI are extremly HOT so i can get over dcook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for friday, all the way to holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-4289592623758208595?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4289592623758208595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=4289592623758208595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4289592623758208595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4289592623758208595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/music-of-my-life.html' title='The Music of My Life'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-1300153409190180115</id><published>2008-06-09T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:03:57.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNfair</title><content type='html'>Aaaah. sebel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atulah, saya udah ngelakuin terbaik, tapi kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan, tolong banget, answer for my pray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what i want, and please, tolong kabulkan doa saya.&lt;br /&gt;atau karna kebanyakan dosa atau gimana sih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebel.. padahal yah..&lt;br /&gt;aah! lagi bt nih. gatau euy. kesel ah geuleuh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-1300153409190180115?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1300153409190180115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=1300153409190180115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1300153409190180115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1300153409190180115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/unfair.html' title='UNfair'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-4377267646851115960</id><published>2008-06-09T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:02:04.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forcing Everywhere</title><content type='html'>ah&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling about why teachers are so mysterious nowadays. none of them told any of the student the final test score. different with last semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know..&lt;br /&gt;mr. headmaster forced them. the teachers i mean.&lt;br /&gt;my chemestry teacher said that teachers need privacy about scoring the exams.. well. why they need it? what kinda privacy? our daily exams are scored so 'transparently'. they show the scores undoubtfully and also the calculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now suddenly they need privacy on scoring. even it IS needed, its weird, though. maybe, teachers (including headmaster) are cooperating to 'pump up' our scores! hope so.. amin.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired. have to wake up at 4, continue studying. and now almost half past 2..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-4377267646851115960?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4377267646851115960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=4377267646851115960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4377267646851115960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4377267646851115960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/forcing-everywhere.html' title='Forcing Everywhere'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-1004484846380082883</id><published>2008-06-09T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T04:30:45.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dunia itu luas,kris</title><content type='html'>Entah kenapa saya lagi mls berbahasa inggris.. this would be a mix post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh, masa tadi saya tidur masih pake baju seragam.. dan dibangunkan pukul 5 sore tadi oleh teriakan adik perempuanku yang sangat cempreng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;euh, disturbing me a lot. id prefer having little brother rather than little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'little' yah. tapi saya pengen punya sodara perempuan (adik atwpun kakak) yang umurnya gak beda jauh sama saya. jadi kan seru bisa curhat-curhat gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenernya nge-blog tuh bagi sy adalah cerminan jiwa yang kesepian (language! males bgt deh bahasanya). haha. kenapa coba? saya gak punya sodara yg bisa diajak ngobrol dari hati ke hati. gimana bisa, keluarga saya kan keluarga humor berlebihan, kerjaannya becanda wae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun kadang2 ibu sy suka curhat2 gitu sama saya, tapi walaupun sy autis, hiperaktif, dan suka berteriak2, saya suka memendam banyak hal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makanya, blog itu sebenernya penyaluran juga. sampe skrg juga, nobody never knows and will never know what i actually think or feel about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misterius yah. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, hari ini kan saya heboh bgt di sekolah triak2 soal david cook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ret, ko saya gak liat kamu? anjir tadi b.sunda SUKSES BESAR.. haha.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus, salah seorang teman sy becanda soal masalah cook. katanya;'hmm.. gampang.. cari yang laen aja'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus sy bilang,'ikan masih banyak dilautan yah?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeh, dia malah jawab,'tapi kalo ikan2nya mati semua gimana?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heuh. she said 2 contradictive things in 1 statement.&lt;br /&gt;tapi ada benernya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun gak beneran mati, tapi pasti ikan2 itu 'mati dengan cara tertentu' yang berarti no longer available, no longer single..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loncat topik lagi walaupun masih berhubungan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gini..&lt;br /&gt;what are exactly the 'rules' of dating in the west? apakah disana tuh ada istilah 'jadian' when a boy asks a girl to be his girlfriend? but what i get from chicklit books, it doesnt seem like that. people even 'make it' on their first date. which impossible here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, people there are really individually, not as much the same as people here. gatau yah kalo di jakarta, but in place i live in, if a girl and a boy 'make it' before they marry, moreover on their first date... istilahnya mereka lah yang disebut 'kumpulan orang terbuang bersama batu dan karang'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu karena we do care what other people do. in west, if you still a virgin at the age of 18, you are a nerd.. but here, if you arent a virgin anymore especially before you marry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only God knows what to say because it againsts the citizen and religion value&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-1004484846380082883?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1004484846380082883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=1004484846380082883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1004484846380082883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1004484846380082883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/dunia-itu-luaskris.html' title='dunia itu luas,kris'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-2563525418250528587</id><published>2008-06-08T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:40:05.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confusing confession (1)</title><content type='html'>whoa. i know it is 1 p.m. in LA.. and 3 p.m. in New York and Miami. but it is 3 a.m. here (need not to know what my city's name cus its totally an UNKNOWN for the outsiders)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not doing anything wrong, still awake at this time. ive had sleep 2 hours and continue studying for today's exam.. 4 more nights like this! i cant wait any longer..&lt;br /&gt;im asphyxiated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, why i named this blog 'confusing confession'? because im gonna confess all the things related to David Cook. sorry if this bothering anyone who reads my blog, but, maybe this post will help me forget all cook's stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. first time i saw him, heard him singing, was when he sang 'So Happy Together'. well, i like that song soo much but i dont like the version he sang.. it was weird. but overall im impressed there's a singer knows that song. i thought that song doesnt exist anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but.. DC still has that hair-style, with emo fringe. he looks like my classmate actually, but its not a compliment. i thought he was just unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.i started to like him after i realized that he is as talented as archul. i thought the ones who were going to final were archul and carly. but day and day passed by, i could see how talented he is. his voice, music arrangement, his ability to play a guitar (i do like him as a left-handed guitar player, its cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.he almost always used his white guitar. once he didnt use it when he wore that ultracute white jacket.. thats my favorite cook's wardrobe ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.i dunno when but at one result show cook was asked about his status, 'are u single?' and he laughed and answered,'which camera do i look into?' 'Yes..Yep..Yep' he was so cute when he was doing that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.he'd just fullfilled my days when suddenly he's gone. i mean, i was so excited for him winning this competition but i knew i was going to miss him so much. and thats what im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;he is the one who keeps my spirit on and now he's nowhere but besides the luckiest girl ever: kimberly caldwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.i thought that was just a thanked-dinner from cook, i didnt expect they go this far. i dont even expect cook would choose kim when the girls lining up for him. i just wanna understand why but i havent found the answer yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.last, but not least... the only reason i can play 'I Dont Want to Miss a Thing' on the piano -almost- perfectly, is because DC sang it on top 3 week. on the other hand, it is the hardest song i could ever played (5 pages)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, what can i do with it?&lt;br /&gt;he will never ever know me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-2563525418250528587?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2563525418250528587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=2563525418250528587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2563525418250528587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2563525418250528587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/confusing-confession-1_08.html' title='confusing confession (1)'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-6756770648781865866</id><published>2008-06-08T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T07:23:00.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a sunny afternoon on the begining of summer=keadaan sangat menyedihkan seperti di musim hujan</title><content type='html'>Haha. longest title ever. actually the english doesnt have same meaning with the indonesian, but that tells about me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sun shines brightly but my heart doesnt. i am NOW doing math, studying for tomorrow and havent studied for another subject yet. i am so tired but i cant fall asleep because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ive got a toothache and it makes me in pain everytime i speak loudly and even when i smile!! i only can mumbling. its really uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. broken heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh, indonesian mode on..&lt;br /&gt;gatau yah, kenapa juga saya ngerasa sedih banget kayak sekarang. bawaanny pengen nangis sama marah terus. mungkin marah mah krn sakit gigi yang tiada dua (dan baru akan diperiksa dokter gigi sehabis ulum, yaitu MINGGU DEPAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi sedih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayah tau&lt;br /&gt;SAYA TAU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini semua gara2 dia. dia yang selama ini jadi semangat hidupku. dia yang selama ini selalu terucap di setiap langkahku. im not hyperbolic, but thats the truth. tiada hari tanpa saya bertanya2 apa yang dia lakuin di sana. bertanya2 akankah Tuhan pernah memberikan sebuah kesempatan, bahkan hanya untuk menyapanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimberly caldwell, it doesnt matter how many girls hate her, she is a lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;having cook besides her.. it is unfair! i dont have enough luck, thats all my effing problem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bicara tentang cook, will take the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, mumpung feelnya lagi jalan, buat 2 bait puisi ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hei, akankah aku mendengarkan lagi&lt;br /&gt;suaramu yang menenangkan hati&lt;br /&gt;mungkinkah aku merasakan sentuhan tanganmu di pipi&lt;br /&gt;ketika aku sendiri, menangisi malam ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidak, tentu saja tidak.&lt;br /&gt;kau tidak hidup di duniaku, dunia fana tanpa makna&lt;br /&gt;kau di sana, bersama dia, orang yang kau cinta&lt;br /&gt;mengetahuimu dalam hidup ini adalah sebuah pemberian&lt;br /&gt;karena hanya dengan memikirkanmu hidupku terasa tiada beban"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedih sedih sedih. puisinya juga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semuanya sedih (dan sakit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh God how could this happen to me.. i didnt make this mistake. this is no mistake. it is all about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-6756770648781865866?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6756770648781865866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=6756770648781865866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/6756770648781865866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/6756770648781865866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunny-afternoon-on-begining-of.html' title='a sunny afternoon on the begining of summer=keadaan sangat menyedihkan seperti di musim hujan'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-5142271467172131089</id><published>2008-06-08T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T02:31:22.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damned curse!</title><content type='html'>i dont have spirit anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has ANYBODY known that dcook went on a date AGAIN with Kimberly Caldwell???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know for some of you it doesnt mean a thing. but i dont know why these cook things are turning my world around and around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. cook and caldwell went to a baseball (or softball, i dont care) match between dodger and something..&lt;br /&gt;a wittness says that they looked like a couple but they just keep it as a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the source says that Cook just wanted to enjoy the game with HIS GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the f?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other source close to caldwell also says that theyve been out for few times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said he'd be too busy to hang out with caldwell. but it is all nonsense... i couldnt understand why he chooses kim! why he didnt date one of his old friends from Blue Springs or Tulsa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eugh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim caldwell is an arrogant. oh for heaven sake i dont like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*areta! saya harus apa? bener ini mah udah gila. stres.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant forget david cook!! why did they date on tuesday while i was studying for final exam?! and why theres nothing on internet about that? i could only find ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine it! one! i am so sad now. my heart turns into pieces i am sure cannot be cured these days. he means to date kim, he does like her i cant see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holysh*t i remember that banner 'KC &lt;3 DC' at the past time i read it as Kansas City loves David Cook, but why now i cant erase 'Kimberly Caldwell loves David Cook' on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive just read this statement. a minute ago it sounds funny but now it is totally a reality; "you have a greater chance of getting struck by lightning than dating one of the AI contestants"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krisnaisgoingtokillherself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-5142271467172131089?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-3095103913613131572</id><published>2008-06-07T23:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:43:11.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Topics</title><content type='html'>The most annoying disadvantage of posting blog from mobile phone:there's a character limit. i only can write 2475 letters everytime i update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im going to promote my blog. so i should talk about something which is global. i mean, im afraid if i only talk about school and my life, i'll be kinda boring them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to write sumthing about my life because it is what blogs are for. hope my life will be soo sophisticating.. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im wondering is there a final exam at the end of semester in USA or UK? because i've thought that this is totally worthless and no wonder uneffective. imagine, 6 months lessons to be learnt for 1 day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure there's no doubt about large amount of cheating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a week of final test right now, finding that it is sooo tiring.. 5 more days to the gate of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next week is a sport week for this semester. i want next week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can school be more hell than now? we'll see then.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya. i really want to know how much is premium price per litre in USA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is 3/5 USA dolar here but most of our people cannot afford to buy that.&lt;br /&gt;and most of us still use a cerosine (kerosin in indonesia. i dunno how to spell it in english) for cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're poor. but we're still rich of culture. why my country cant grow like the others.. is it the system or the structures who do their functions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*is it global enough? please leave a comment so i can evaluate whats wrong or what the things havent been here. thank you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-krisnaisdying-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-3095103913613131572?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3095103913613131572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=3095103913613131572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3095103913613131572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3095103913613131572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/global-topics.html' title='Global Topics'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-3299052579181211574</id><published>2008-06-07T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:46:51.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpopular</title><content type='html'>I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its over.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh i miss dCook so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, seems like im not fair enough. i'll write this in indonesian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh. gatau ini kenapa saya tiba2 jadi sangat melankolis. semalem sy tidur jam 3, tebak ngapain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang jelas bukan belajar sejarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atau belajar bahasa sunda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi sy menyelesaikan proyek cerpen-kepanjangan-tapi-kependekan-utk-ukuran-novel&lt;br /&gt;14 halaman in english. karena rencananya saya mau mempublikasi cerita itu dimana lagi kalau bukan di internet (masa di majalah kosmopolitan, yg bener aja itu ceritanya gak ada kosmopolitan2nya sama sekali)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi. itu tuh cerita awal pertemuan 'kami' di masa yang akan datang. saya sudah 20 tahun dan dia juga udah om2 30 tahun.&lt;br /&gt;pokoknya daydreaming banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi kalo ada yang penasaran, prepare a plastic bag yah to place ur vomitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siap2 muntah, intinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya. tadi sepertinya saya menyebut2 'kami'? nah, perlu diketahui, kami tuh refers to davidcook and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, DAVIDCOOK AND I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, still. i know theres a lota girl who more 'fanatic' than me about cook.&lt;br /&gt;that's ok, cook is totally adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now, saya belum bisa (dibaca 'amat sangat belum bisa sekali pisan') merelakan cook if he has a girlfriend moreover if he's getting married..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once, i've read a comment in somewhere bout cook's relationship;&lt;br /&gt;'this just a sensation. think if cook were still a bartender in tulsa, not an AI winnner in LA. neither lacey nor kim will take a look at him. they just like him because he's famous now'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nah. gini yah. itu tuh pernyataan with the most contradictions in it.&lt;br /&gt;ok, saya sekarang di indonesia. would i've ever known david roland cook exists in this world if he hadnt been an AI contestant, at least?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kalo saya tinggal di tulsa dan pernah mampir ke barnya cook, bisa aja saya suka sama dia karena he as himself. tapi, kenyataannya saya kan cuma murid sma biasa (eh, engga, extraordinary maksud saya) di kota kecil yang tak satu setan-pun tau (astaga, bahasanya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otomatis saya suka ama cook karena AI dong?&lt;br /&gt;makanya i dont like that statement above too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emang bener kok, kalo cook is not an artist, mana mau kim sama lacey pacaran sama bartender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin saya juga ga akan suka sama bartender, terutama karena saya bahkan belum pernah ke bar manapun (kecuali tukang jualan barista di itung bartender)&lt;br /&gt;tapi bartender di indonesia kan has a different meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaf, firstly, tapi bartender disini tuh uneducated. bartender d luar baru kebanyakan anak kuliahan yg magang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uppps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-3299052579181211574?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-2982731448969424744</id><published>2008-06-04T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:38:34.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evaluations</title><content type='html'>ok, here are things i should learn from yesterday and today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to be more optimist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i've done something, actually i shouldnt look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make wrong things i did as a spirit to do better in the future. dont let myself under the pressure of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just LET IT BE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make tomorrow a better day than today!!!&lt;br /&gt;keep the spirit!!!!!!! 12 is non sense.. biology and indonesian tomorrow. again and again, do all your best, krisna, todays just passed and just take the lesson from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on! 1 more week wont kill you. do the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you can, Krisna!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sleepy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-2982731448969424744?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2982731448969424744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=2982731448969424744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2982731448969424744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2982731448969424744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/evaluations.html' title='Evaluations'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-2323943848655288381</id><published>2008-06-03T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:11:14.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics physically hurts phsycologically</title><content type='html'>AAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How a nice start.. yes, 'NICE'. Doesnt mean i couldnt do that, i could, but something is felt unwell, not right. what am feeling at the moment, is just something i cant explain which connected with todays exams.. i do really hate this. im not relax. i really need to unwind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! keep spirit! 14 more subjects are waiting. gate i should passed to holiday.&lt;br /&gt;passed beautifully and do all my best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me please!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 more subjects, nightmareS before holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go kris go kris GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;think of davids picture saying those words, words keep you optimist an always see the bright and positive things of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont let physics bring you down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what its gonna be after you give all your best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;study&lt;br /&gt;chemistry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-2323943848655288381?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2323943848655288381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=2323943848655288381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2323943848655288381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/2323943848655288381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/physics-physically-hurts.html' title='Physics physically hurts phsycologically'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-6490637770334798503</id><published>2008-06-03T02:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T02:43:47.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RULES !</title><content type='html'>OK. here i go. ive just finished writing rules for prep. to remain me again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, i'll write it here. now i realise i actually punish myself by making these rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. no chatting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. take a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. concentrate on what you are studying. dont even think of david cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. no computer,piano,novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. dont do anything else while you are studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. no wasting time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. get the bed standed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. studying downstair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. coffee if too sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. wake up earlier in the morning so u can review everything you've learnt. also check the bag again, is it filled the things you should bring:&lt;br /&gt;*pencilcase+exam card&lt;br /&gt;*books of todays subjects&lt;br /&gt;*books of the next days subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. browsing only after school. *after home BIG NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. pray to God EVERYNIGHT after studying, a short praying before studying, before doing an exam and after the exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. believe that you TOTALLY can do the best, Krisna!&lt;br /&gt;*but still be humble, ok? ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta sleep.&lt;br /&gt;pray for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-6490637770334798503?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6490637770334798503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=6490637770334798503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/6490637770334798503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/6490637770334798503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/rules.html' title='RULES !'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-1837695868357494401</id><published>2008-06-03T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:03:55.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant wait tomorrow !</title><content type='html'>The SOONER it is getting started, the BETTER it will be. oh, c'mon krisna! think of exactly this time the next 2 weeks! sure im not in such a condition. i hate this. everybody seems cannot rilex. in the past we were gossiping during break time, and now we talk about many subjects. stop please! sometimes i just wanna forget these things, just enjoy it, asume that this just a daily test, not a final test. things will go a lot better on that condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ...&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;history is interesting but too many names to remember...! from 'Chin Shih Huang-Ti' til, 'Antonius' and 'Tut-Ank Khamon'. EUH. and we STILL get that nightmare on 2nd and 3rd grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope not in university (amen!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bytheway, yesterday afternoon i downloaded 'The Time of My Life' by David Cook. at the first time, i played it using 'winamp'. and second, i played it using 'jet audio'. i was working on my story when suddenly a photo of david cook appeared on my comp. monitor.&lt;br /&gt;i was totally SHOCKED and almost scream..and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is cute, nice, natural born. but i know i never ever be his something. im not exist in his 5stars world. im just me.&lt;br /&gt;and it doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we knew each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya.&lt;br /&gt;My friend, areta, she told me that her cousin's cousin in America, was David Cook's schoolmate when they were in elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she went to idol top 5, and when she met dc she shouted,'hei cook, remember me? im your school mate in elementary!'&lt;br /&gt;areta told me that dc went straight to her cousin's cousin, hug her, and kissed her forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AaaaaaAaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of what he might be doing at the moment while i feel sleepy but have to summarize history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta be concentrate on history. tomorrow exam are physics and computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study hard! keep spirits on! calm, never ever in a rush. u can do that and 'conquer' these 2 weeks, krisna (amen!!!!!!!) !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*actually i hope dcook said that for me ... : (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-1837695868357494401?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1837695868357494401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=1837695868357494401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1837695868357494401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/1837695868357494401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/cant-wait-tomorrow.html' title='Cant wait tomorrow !'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-163301326704044788</id><published>2008-06-01T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:13:45.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time (Ever?) I Saw Your Face</title><content type='html'>The title was the song's name sung by David Cook (dedicated to me, ahahaha). I don't now why, I've just remembering the time he sang it. I remember it was the first time I saw his mom.She is a beautiful woman I could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the title won't be related in any way about what im going to talk about. The day after tomorrow will be the first day of my final test this semester. And talking about 2 weeks later... i will be TOTALLY FREE!!! T-O-T-A-L-L-Y. but these 2 weeks... haha, just can say: im gonna enjoy these two weeks SO MUCH. undeline that, SO MUCH! *totally a lie. now, i understand why God sent such a hell like this, i've said too much lie these days*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOD! I'm BURSTING out!!!! Too much pressure on the air!!!! Too much thing to do, everything is "TOO MUCH"(but not too much happiness or anyhting that means good). The world is spinning arround, messing arround.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY WORLD...&lt;br /&gt;MY P-O-O-R WORLD&lt;br /&gt;P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 2 o'clock last night and woke up at&lt;br /&gt;FOUR in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;my head is heavy now. fortunately migrain hasn't come. migrain will make things much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heihei&lt;br /&gt;it is almost 2.15 pm. the bell will ring soon. im wondering what david doing at the moment. is he sleeping? or even working on his coming album? he is a hardworker, i do really appreciate what he's raised on his age. and one thing i like him most that he has already got a degree from graphic design, telling that he can draw, at least knows quite much about art. i love art. I want to be an architect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like i don't have something important to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, by the way, i want to make this blog be popular. what i mean with popular is that i want a lot of people know and read my blog. because of that i'd rather write a post in English, not in Indonesian. Sorry.. Sorry... If this disturbs you. And sorry too if lots of things are wrong (spelling, grammar, structure, anything...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thing...&lt;br /&gt;KIMBERLY CALDWELL,&lt;br /&gt;would you accept my invitation to duel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-163301326704044788?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/163301326704044788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=163301326704044788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/163301326704044788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/163301326704044788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-time-ever-i-saw-your-face.html' title='First Time (Ever?) I Saw Your Face'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-6673279121943789682</id><published>2008-06-01T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T06:46:57.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unclassifiedable'/><title type='text'>Never ending work!</title><content type='html'>Geography! For duck of a lord, i'll go to IPA programme, dont make it harder by adding geography in my schedule next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history in IPA is enough. no geography, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna vomit.. 2 more weeks and i'll be free for the next month! okey! i remember this greenday song..&lt;br /&gt;"Time of Your Life/Good Ridance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"another turning point a fork stuck in the road. time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go. so make the best of this test and dont ask why. its not a question but a lesson learnt in time. its something unpredictable, but in the end its right. i hope you had the time of your life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always cheers me up. and also makes me remember the best pasttimes with friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHNO... separation will come really soon! only 13x45minutes more our class will be together, but i wont give up that easy. i ve been working on this thing by making a petition. we dont want to be separated. we, my class, is a family. and a family wont be complete if any of its member doesnt come moreover if the members are separated in many different places. places in this context mean classes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holysh*t. its almost 9 pm. ive just woke up at 7.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! tomorrow there will be PE! no! i havent got my uniforms yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye! in hurry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-6673279121943789682?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6673279121943789682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=6673279121943789682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/6673279121943789682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/6673279121943789682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-ending-work.html' title='Never ending work!'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-3360528059905273512</id><published>2008-05-31T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:57:33.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bio yesterday, math today</title><content type='html'>aaayayayayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing math. and it is difficult. much more difficult than an usual exercise.(im watching this programme, kids asked by the reporter, and i found out that they speak english!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh, i slept at 4 in the morning and woke at half past 8. and im not sleepy now. weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;i am bored! i want to go outside, "let my mind start a journey to a strange new world. leave all thoughts of the world i knew before"&lt;br /&gt;im trapped in my own world! full of routine;school, homework, david cook, daydreaming, nothing's surprising especially ever since american idol season 7 finished.. theres no topic which as interesting as american idol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next season wont be the same. i miss david cook so much. i remember, before american idol season 7 had been on TV, i really hated thursday (fyi, AI was on tuesday night LA zone time, but it was actually wednesday morning Jakarta zone time. but it was on tv on thursday, jakarta zone time)&lt;br /&gt;and after AI appeared, i did love thursday, and now, i hate it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, or im just the only one who feel it, but AI this season was more interesting. the last season i had watched before the 7th is the 2nd, kim's season..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about kim, yeah i think she matches with cook, she's naturally beautiful, and athletic, she has good body shape. but one thing i dont like, she seems a bit arrogant. just read her interview on americanidol.com (5 years ago interview, actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like kinda that personality. she is confident and doesnt afraid to say whats in her mind. freeminded person, i classified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it. my brothers start messing arround.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go. have to finish math and start studying religion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-3360528059905273512?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3360528059905273512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=3360528059905273512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3360528059905273512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3360528059905273512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/bio-yesterday-math-today.html' title='Bio yesterday, math today'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-3436618142912890086</id><published>2008-05-31T13:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T13:05:52.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 o'clock in the morning.</title><content type='html'>YEAH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they finally reply! i almost kill myself because of depression.&lt;br /&gt;well, 2 weeks ago i emailed fox. i wrote a really short letter, attached with my d.cook drawings. there are 3 drawings and i did my best to make it perfect. i sent the email 5 times to 3 different email addresses, and finally last thursday idol PR replied me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said 'thank you for the email we will pass the photos along'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASS THE PHOTOS ALONG, they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope dc has already seen it and like it. i think those drawings are quite cute.. well, sure he'll like it, then.. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgod. why i get my insomia now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already 3 o clock and i cant fall asleep. davids still singing his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so CURIOUS about david receiving my drawings! i know he'll appreciate it but i want him to like it (im kinda forcing him. ahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;dcook is a good man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i once ever written,"David Cook has more dignity than anyman can own"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goddess, please answer my pray! *still cant fall asleep*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-3436618142912890086?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3436618142912890086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=3436618142912890086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3436618142912890086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3436618142912890086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-oclock-in-morning.html' title='3 o&apos;clock in the morning.'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-3102763712045573156</id><published>2008-05-31T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T07:59:12.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much browsing</title><content type='html'>Okey, david cook? nevermind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for this semester final exam, i promise 2 myself i wont use my phone for chatting during these 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i wont. but i cant stop browsing. ups. my battery almost empty. and my dad using the charger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-3102763712045573156?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3102763712045573156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=3102763712045573156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3102763712045573156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/3102763712045573156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/too-much-browsing.html' title='Too much browsing'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-4857174803389291528</id><published>2008-05-31T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:54:54.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sadly happy</title><content type='html'>i am in the worst temperature ever. not the weather. but emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels like my boyfriend just left me for another girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope2! kidding. but the one whom i adore really much, whose name i write everytime i hold my pencil, whom i always talk about. writing my name and his with loves surrounding them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is david roland cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afraid nobody will never ever know how deep my feeling about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts a lot, knowing that he had a dinner date with kimberly caldwell. and he DOES tell the world that he likes her so much with his statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he smiled, yeah, SMILED, when a paparazzi asked him sumthin about will he be ok what if the world knows about the date, he and her, and david answered, "Probably, yeah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROBABLY YEAH, he said. eugh. i know, and i feel it, he likes her, and they match with each other, and someday there will be an 'Idol Wedding' for the first time ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i? beuh.&lt;br /&gt;damn it! i am nobody! he doesnt even know that i am exist in this world.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt belong to me. all i have to do is hoping david is happy dating kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i even forget what is the latin name of "lever worm"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-4857174803389291528?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4857174803389291528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=4857174803389291528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4857174803389291528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/4857174803389291528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/sadly-happy.html' title='sadly happy'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1752602817372540579.post-6914344366859043404</id><published>2008-05-31T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:10:31.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>helo world!</title><content type='html'>Helo world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now studying bio for final exam. interesting, but too much latin name !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;by the way. i have just signed up for blogspot bcus i cant write a post from my mobile if i use wordpress. the system is better actually but still, sucks. my comp does not have an internet conn. and my mobile is the only way to know the world and see "the outsiders".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am krisna, kris, for short. 14. 15 this october. 1st grade senior hs in indonesia( 1st grade in indonesia is the same as 2nd grade in US)..&lt;br /&gt;I am short, petite, only 155cm. *fat! ahaha*&lt;br /&gt;dark complexion, but quite fair like other asians. black hair, black and big eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heihei, im just trying to describe myself as clear as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not important actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just wanna say "calcarea hexatinellida demospongiae triumvirat 1, and worm brothers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*effect of too much bio in one day*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1752602817372540579-6914344366859043404?l=krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6914344366859043404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1752602817372540579&amp;postID=6914344366859043404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/6914344366859043404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1752602817372540579/posts/default/6914344366859043404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krisna-worldofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/helo-world.html' title='helo world!'/><author><name>krisna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02290155170056064083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
