<?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-4144847313002292104</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:10:40.456+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin' Life and Your Dreamworld</title><subtitle type='html'>life. loves. laughs. friends. smiles. lovely days. family. delicious foods. good scores. bad days. chances. choices. internet. books. dogs. cute animals. pictures. rainbow. uncountable bless. grace.
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2676397860877764015</id><published>2011-08-08T00:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:31:42.398+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things left behind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As we continue grow up, we face a lot of things. We share laughter, joy, smile, ice cream, paintings, and even tears. We had uncountable sweet memories, perfect messes, incredible experiences, beautiful stories, and bunches of support and hope. I'll &lt;b&gt;treasure&lt;/b&gt; all of them. I will keep them &lt;b&gt;forever&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now I've moved to another town, starting a new life. Going to the collage. Sorry I didn't have anytime to tell the stories with you, or even the pictures. I haven't uploaded my farewell pictures! Since 19 July, I have been in Surabaya for 19 days. I thought it was all just a dream. I thought I would wake up in my bed and go to school again, sit in front of the teacher's desk, and run out at breaks, cracks silence with my best friends, doing tests and tryouts, and chill up at the court. Doing art tasks, seeing skies at the rooftop, bicycling around complex, playing basketball, crazy around with Famtree, watching BTW matches, having lunch at MKG. Oh man... They're making flashbacks in my head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I left some important things at home. I'm recounting it right now, in case I could get them here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Paints &amp;amp; Brushes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pokpok, my cow pillow-doll&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dresses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hat collections&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hair stuffs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wedges&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bags&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Books collections&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Comics collections&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Letter set collections&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bicycle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guitar (For dramatically singing Taylor Swift's "Teardrops on my guitar")&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My favorite sandals&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The cutest mugs collection ever. My PANDA MUG!!! :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My cutie lunchbox&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Posters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Many&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;unaccomplished art stuffs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Songs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hundreds more items to go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah. I miss Jakarta a lot. I miss backpacking.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm experiencing the loneliest loner time ever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2676397860877764015?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2676397860877764015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2676397860877764015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2676397860877764015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2676397860877764015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/08/things-left-behind.html' title='Things left behind.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-946716255268877964</id><published>2011-07-09T19:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T19:16:13.636+07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/7/11. 11.45 am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was the note I took&amp;nbsp;at the plane:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;On the&amp;nbsp;flight to Surabaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I wish I brought Sundance/Purping with me!! If I brought them, I could capture the beautiful sky I'm seeing right now! OH io'm flying! *theme song: To the sky - Owl City*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;How could the sky be so blue! The vivid, intense color of all variant blue. The clouds are sooo UHMAYZINGLY beautiful! I'm crying didn't bring sundance with me. Thanks God for all these beauty that I enjoyed. I could see miniature of the city, river, highway, farms, and I could see the sea! How big is the world! I saw a mountain! In the middle of the sea??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;About the mountain, the next minutes I realize it isn't in the sea. It is somewhere on the island. What island is that? I don't know. But I could see it clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The clouds are so fluffy!!! Goldish pearl white by the sun shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I can FLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*drawing a girl floating in the air beside the clouds*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-946716255268877964?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/946716255268877964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=946716255268877964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/946716255268877964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/946716255268877964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/07/5711-1145-am.html' title='5/7/11. 11.45 am.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-8113608582592320399</id><published>2011-03-26T18:12:00.049+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:45:57.586+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days holiday: Day 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;Hello ppl! This was my second day holiday. It was on friday!&amp;nbsp;It was a fun, enjoyable day I spent with my friends. A lotta friends.&amp;nbsp;I love my friends! Thankyou for existing, my fellas! :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"&gt;That morning, I woke up at 8.30 (a degradation before my first day holiday, the alarm&amp;nbsp;woke me up.) And rushed&amp;nbsp;to &lt;em&gt;Axc&lt;/em&gt;, watching BTW&amp;nbsp;playing&amp;nbsp;futsal at 9. I was late, but I still could catch them up with the timer (Wintara&amp;nbsp;lent me his bb) and collected money from everyone (debt collector??) hahaha.&amp;nbsp;Whatta unuseful manager. (I don't even think that&amp;nbsp;a manager should collecting money, i think it's called 'treasurer'?&amp;nbsp;Or&amp;nbsp;'secretary'?). But, &lt;em&gt;Born To Win&lt;/em&gt; is a very very nice and cool futsal team. There are&amp;nbsp;23 people on the main team, and some friends sometimes join to play with them. They also have their own jersey, which is so cool (i love black!) and a team logo (i think someone stole it in internet). Hey ya, there are still alotta things I could share about BTW. But maybe not now. So, the matches were exciting and fun, yet a little harsh, but only few people were injured that friday. And I forgot to bring the first aid box!&amp;nbsp;During&amp;nbsp;the match, Billy the goalkeeper cried because Doang accidentally hit his sprained fingers, and I think it was really hurt. After some matches for 3 hours, everybody was tired yet happy and one by one gone with the wind. Then, me, Edwad, Jensen and Johannes sat on the bench talking until the time has come for us to go to the mall with famtree! Jensen and I went with Johannes' box car. It was fun! I think it's kinda an offroad experience. HAHA. Arrived at mall! Yiha. We ate at the foodcourt and&amp;nbsp;laugh and chat and talked&amp;nbsp;a lot till a long time, until the other famtree came. Edwad, then Karin, then Alvinsyah, Andre, after that Shanti and Verdi came at least. After we ate, we went to cinema watchin &lt;em&gt;Gnomeo&amp;amp;Juliet&lt;/em&gt;. (Jotul went home before it, Cindy&amp;amp;Raina were celebrating Maria's bday) The movie was funny! Me and Karin talked all the movie, and made a lot of noise (I'm so sorry if it was disturbing many people!!! *bow*) Me&amp;amp;Karin shouldn't sat together in a movie, or we will made a lotta noise! We commented every scene of that movie. Somehow after the movie ended,&amp;nbsp;I realized and felt pity of everybody around us. So sorry! Hahaha. The movie was funny (did i mention it earlier?), and the picture was quite cute too. In a movie you would love one or two characters in it rite? I love featherstone, the pink flamingo, and Shroom, the blue&amp;nbsp;mushroom sculpture (which acts like a dog). They're so funny! I love the blue hat's rabbit sculptures&amp;nbsp;too!! They are so cute! Afterall, the movie is quite worthed to watch. :) Then we met Cindy and Raina, and sat at the foodcourt again, chatting, talking, laughing, doing anything you could imagine while 10 members of&amp;nbsp;famtree meeting in mall. Three words: F-U-N!! After that enjoyable funny sweet famtree moments, it was 19.00 o'clock and everybody went home one by one. Verdi was very kind and took me home! Thanks verdi! Since my mom and dad weren't at home, I was confused how to go home. Hahaha. I can take the taxi but, um yeah taxi? I can take the &lt;em&gt;angkot,&lt;/em&gt; but...&lt;em&gt;angkot&lt;/em&gt;? At night? I can take the &lt;em&gt;bajaj&lt;/em&gt; but...it would be so noisy. Hahahaha, joke. The last men standing were Jensen, Edwad, Verdi and me, we talked some serious conversations (it will never be one!) hahahaha. FInally, I'm home and happy!!!! Yeah, life's (sometimes, at the moment) good.&amp;nbsp;Friends are some creatures God's kindness for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-8113608582592320399?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/8113608582592320399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=8113608582592320399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8113608582592320399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8113608582592320399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-days-holiday-day-2.html' title='Two days holiday: Day 2.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-3670589719905307726</id><published>2011-03-24T15:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T15:06:39.618+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balanced.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Life contains many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Dreams and reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Brings us happiness also gives us pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I think it is balanced living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I think i'm an optimist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;But I also have a dark side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;I always think of bad motives behind everyone's action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;But at the same time, I have a good vision and optimism for the future. It means i'm&amp;nbsp;balance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-3670589719905307726?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/3670589719905307726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=3670589719905307726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3670589719905307726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3670589719905307726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/balanced.html' title='Balanced.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2099087627685265250</id><published>2011-03-24T14:29:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T14:51:15.789+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days holiday: Day 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;Morning ppl! I woke up earlier today. At 06.00 am&amp;nbsp;on the holiday!!! Miracleous, isn't it?? Hahaha. I never ever could wake up early&amp;nbsp;on holidays... I thought my friends could jogging in the morning together&amp;nbsp;at&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; tamanjogging&lt;/span&gt;. But, when i arrived there, there wasn't anyone I know. Hahaha. So, with those school shoes, football pants, tees, blue socks and my fav hoodie, i rolled up the morning! I decided to run alone, and do some exercise. But, the park was crowded! Full of grandparents, and elderlies... Yeah. Okay. I could bear it for a while, playing swing alone. For a quite long time! It was fun! Yet maybe people thought I was a childish freak, but...oh hell people, have you never ever ever try playing swing?? It is the most fun trifle in park!!!! Understand it! &amp;gt;:D &lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;I tried to run in the park but, it was too crowded to move and so I tried to walk on the sharp&amp;nbsp;stones...and it was hurt.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;shouted&amp;nbsp;aw aw aw densely. Hihi I'm ashamed! I remember my 9th grade moments with Verdi and Marli, we always went to tamjog every saturday, training for junior high &lt;em&gt;ujianpraktek&lt;/em&gt;. it was lovely moments! :) :) Back to the reality, with the sun shine intensely and the sky looked so blue. I met a bunch of doves and a cute ignorant cat. I said hi, but neither the doves nor the cat replied back. Okay, I'm innocent... So I passed this morning happily alone. Running -or brisk walking -or just walking - was boostin up my mood! I feel healthier! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: century gothic;"&gt;So what's the point of this holiday? I wanna runaway!!! I wanna go somewhere nice!! Uh yeah but where? How could I go? Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2099087627685265250?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2099087627685265250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2099087627685265250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2099087627685265250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2099087627685265250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-days-holiday-day-1.html' title='Two days holiday: Day 1.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-3996099233438176984</id><published>2011-03-19T17:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:59:26.312+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teased, teasing worse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="metaInfoContainer fss fcg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;These last two days, there were some freaks texted me &amp;amp; chat with me, teasing. And I think revenge is sweet, and funny. I could do it worse though. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Case 1. Chatting with alay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;alay: how r u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_1019513625_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: who r u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_1019513625_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;alay: just a passing through boy...nice to meet ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_1019513625_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: im not a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_1019513625_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;alay: i am a boy....i know you are a girl..--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_1019513625_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;me: oh i thought you're a gay looking for boys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_1019513625_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;alay: i am totally straight......--...what on earth that your brain have a content such like that.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_1019513625_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: Oh i don't care though. what's the point of ur words by the way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;alay: &lt;/span&gt;i'm straight.don't be so impolite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_1019513625_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me: so what if i'm impolite? haha. find another girl to chat with okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Case 2. SMS penipuan dari "Bapak".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Si penipu&amp;nbsp;: *pake boso jowo, gue gak ngerti, tapi ini intinyalah* Tolong, ini bapak. Pulsa bapak abis. Kirimin bapak pulsa 50rebu ya ke nomer xxxxxxx. Bapak lagi ada masalah, bapak mau nelpon kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gue : Selamat! Anda memenangkan hadiah cantik berupa minyak goreng dan panci dari Saniya! Hadiah dapat diambil hari ini di jalan Mayjen Sungkono 53 no.6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I think this is not that funny, but i laugh at myself. Ha! Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-3996099233438176984?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/3996099233438176984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=3996099233438176984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3996099233438176984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3996099233438176984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/teased-teasing-worse.html' title='Teased, teasing worse.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-4343700685891364815</id><published>2011-03-17T16:35:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:53:43.942+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying &amp; Test Moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;I read Snoopy comics while studying Sociology &amp;amp; Citizenship. This one was so funny for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CRUEL (Y)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Charlie Brown&lt;/span&gt;: "Y'know, I'll bet if I were to disappear tomorrow, nobody would miss me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lucy van Felt&lt;/span&gt;: "Oh, I don't think that's true, Charlie Brown.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Charlie&lt;/span&gt;: "You don't?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lucy&lt;/span&gt;: "No, I don't think that's strictly true at all..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lucy&lt;/span&gt;: "Even if you were to be disappear &lt;em&gt;TODAY,&lt;/em&gt; nobody would miss you!"&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Totally random.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember when we both were sitting in your parlor and how those four hours didn't matter. It went away as a blink. When I bumped your chair and you flattered my head to comfort me. I touched your eyes. And we laughed at nonsense things. :")&lt;br /&gt;Would missed that moments so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-4343700685891364815?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/4343700685891364815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=4343700685891364815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4343700685891364815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4343700685891364815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/studying-test-moments.html' title='Studying &amp; Test Moments.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6317204683065232296</id><published>2011-03-16T18:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:31:19.463+07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week's Dying Points.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNz-MxZSmp8/TYCfDw-VBUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hluFzWMQano/s1600/100_2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584638424974165314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNz-MxZSmp8/TYCfDw-VBUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hluFzWMQano/s400/100_2035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6317204683065232296?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6317204683065232296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6317204683065232296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6317204683065232296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6317204683065232296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-weeks-dying-points.html' title='This Week&apos;s Dying Points.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNz-MxZSmp8/TYCfDw-VBUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hluFzWMQano/s72-c/100_2035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6189577601772848471</id><published>2011-03-16T16:16:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T16:26:02.877+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pnFQvWhLCmY/TYCBEma4VRI/AAAAAAAAATw/aKI84UIouPw/s1600/catsleep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584605453972165906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pnFQvWhLCmY/TYCBEma4VRI/AAAAAAAAATw/aKI84UIouPw/s400/catsleep.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century schoolbook;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century schoolbook;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;This picture was taken today, 16 March 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Location: Car park, my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Object: A humanious clever grey cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century schoolbook;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;It was raining today, and that cat seemed understand how to use an umbrella, in my house, without avoiding any raindrops! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6189577601772848471?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6189577601772848471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6189577601772848471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6189577601772848471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6189577601772848471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/funny-cat.html' title='Funny Cat'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pnFQvWhLCmY/TYCBEma4VRI/AAAAAAAAATw/aKI84UIouPw/s72-c/catsleep.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-3964875503867850952</id><published>2011-03-16T15:15:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T15:31:44.959+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I need twitter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LONER TIMELINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without internet connection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 15.3.11&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12 pm - 14 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Place: Foodcourt mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kebaikan orang itu luntur ya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ni greentea hophop rasanya kayak liang teh ga sih.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blank abis mo blajar KN di mol. Pengangguran.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prasaan tiap mo blajar ujian KN gw slalu ada di mol ya. Blajar KN=mol?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jangan slalu liat ke blakang. Blajar dari ksalahan masa lalu itu perlu, tp mnyesali masa lalu terus2an ga guna buat merubah apapun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not getting any espadrilles, but stocked stack of boots otherwise :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But hey yeah, I want those two! And lotta stuffs!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw a nice looking school-girl socks. Waw I want 1!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet tooth. Kayanya lagi pengen nyamil donat. Cakenya nambah 2 ah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Probs-who yeah-Oh man, I wish I never got stuck in these kinda situation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got into a point that : I NEED internet connection!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm tired of talking with myself, and it won't change anything though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everybody keeps looking at me cautionously. Hey what's wrong being a diligent student studying at mall?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is raining continuesly. I wish I were at home, watching the rain fall down and breathing the damp air.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There're so many things I wanna have. But we should be grateful of what we have &amp;amp; got right? I remember Linkin Park's &lt;em&gt;Waiting for the end&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being diligent is not easy. There are a lot of obstacles on the way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conclusion: It was not fun talking alone. You should try when you're really in a good mood to be thankful of everything you have got. :}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-3964875503867850952?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/3964875503867850952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=3964875503867850952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3964875503867850952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3964875503867850952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-i-need-twitter.html' title='I think I need twitter.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-8365191964609554472</id><published>2011-03-13T14:00:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T15:32:52.212+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream+Struggle+Happiness=Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7O-VEjLNik/TXxvnqYeERI/AAAAAAAAATo/HQVkkewG7L8/s1600/strugglee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583460365215076626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7O-VEjLNik/TXxvnqYeERI/AAAAAAAAATo/HQVkkewG7L8/s400/strugglee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; *click the picture if you wanna read it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Everyone faces the same struggle. Don't be afraid of dreaming higher, you can chase your dreams, you can find your own happiness even when you're facing problems. And after you've got what you want, find another dreams to chase! Dreaming is fun, struggling is a must, fighting has a reason. Living your life is a choice! Life is hard, please be strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-8365191964609554472?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/8365191964609554472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=8365191964609554472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8365191964609554472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8365191964609554472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/dreamstrugglehappinesslife.html' title='Dream+Struggle+Happiness=Life'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7O-VEjLNik/TXxvnqYeERI/AAAAAAAAATo/HQVkkewG7L8/s72-c/strugglee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-8293612301980123140</id><published>2011-03-09T16:45:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T17:05:00.578+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep-talking ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This was a funny yet rarely case ever happened. Two days ago, I was hitting the bed on 11.30 p.m. My brother was not feeling well &amp;amp; didn't want to use AC, so he went to my room earlier and slept on a big bed beside mine. I thought he was already aslept, so I didn't say a word to him, and took my fluffy blankey and started to close my eyes. But suddenly, I heard a voice that calling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jo &lt;/span&gt;: "Jan? Jan!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: "Hm?" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;--I thought he was awake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt; : "Kamu bisa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;--Was that cheering me up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: "...Kamu juga."&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;--I feel it was so funny to answer :9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jo &lt;/span&gt;: "Yaudah deh, gampang, ntar liat besok. Besok...bzsszzblablzzz *mumbling*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: "Oke."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt; : "Zzzzz. Grook"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;--Suddenly snorring again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAHAHA! What was a funny moment! I wonder, what was he dreaming about. And were me &amp;amp; my words getting to his dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I slept smiling that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-8293612301980123140?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/8293612301980123140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=8293612301980123140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8293612301980123140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8293612301980123140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/sleep-talking.html' title='Sleep-talking ;)'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-1512313948547842050</id><published>2011-03-08T17:09:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T17:42:33.032+07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLTCL ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Watched &lt;em&gt;CLTCL &lt;/em&gt;yesterday, reminds me a lot of my CLTs... CLT that I did..were more than I could remember. Now, I think how stupid &amp;amp; funny what I did in the past. It was totally freak and I think I was nuts. Don't you think I didn't do anything. I did a lot of efforts! But I was afraid. Just seeing him or smiling to him, without any courage to talk with him! Haha. I didn't remember what makes me liking him, but seemed like every little things he did, always made me happy. It was so fun likig someone! But minus the stalker-things I did, ew, forget it. Hahaha. It was really brought me upside-down. I was glad &amp;amp; cheered, but in the other hand, I had "labil" and "galau" times that were nonsense &amp;amp; useless. HAHA! It always makes me laugh everytime I remember those high-school-first-love moments. (It hasn't ended yet, hope the storyline will have a happy ending) :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crazy Little Things&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;#I'd smile everytime you smile, even when it wasn't for me.&lt;br /&gt;#If you smile or laugh at me, my heart would stop beating for seconds.&lt;br /&gt;#Being alone with you feels like...hours. (Because I don't have a courage to say something!)&lt;br /&gt;#I always search for your image where ever I am.&lt;br /&gt;#If you'd touch me, I'd fly.&lt;br /&gt;#Everything related to you always make me stop &amp;amp; stare for a while.&lt;br /&gt;#I want to hug you. Is that wrong? If it's wrong, then I'd rather not being right. :)&lt;br /&gt;#and so much more funny stupidities...♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-1512313948547842050?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/1512313948547842050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=1512313948547842050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1512313948547842050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1512313948547842050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/cltcl.html' title='CLTCL ♥'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-27983563470712704</id><published>2011-03-08T16:51:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T17:07:48.723+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in a moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHqFR3O4dq0/TXX9H8wg6dI/AAAAAAAAATI/_SQ4IuKnIQo/s1600/Picture%2B029-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581645626206120402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHqFR3O4dq0/TXX9H8wg6dI/AAAAAAAAATI/_SQ4IuKnIQo/s320/Picture%2B029-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love the volkswagon &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the background!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4jEQ1JHefo/TXX9Hr75GCI/AAAAAAAAATA/QU4ADYyczPc/s1600/Picture%2B030-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581645621690439714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4jEQ1JHefo/TXX9Hr75GCI/AAAAAAAAATA/QU4ADYyczPc/s320/Picture%2B030-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Mum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_6tZYmQQUM/TXX9HjihpEI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Ub2BaSTZNVg/s1600/Picture%2B028-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581645619436561474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_6tZYmQQUM/TXX9HjihpEI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Ub2BaSTZNVg/s320/Picture%2B028-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Heart this pic! Love the kites! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMB-gzV6JxU/TXX9HQ2LpII/AAAAAAAAASw/xKVil41-pEs/s1600/Picture%2B026-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581645614418732162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMB-gzV6JxU/TXX9HQ2LpII/AAAAAAAAASw/xKVil41-pEs/s320/Picture%2B026-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nice japanese theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KRhyL-9QLYg/TXX9HHcXHoI/AAAAAAAAASo/6eZEzYxpaWA/s1600/Picture%2B024-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581645611894513282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KRhyL-9QLYg/TXX9HHcXHoI/AAAAAAAAASo/6eZEzYxpaWA/s320/Picture%2B024-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;White sakura flowers &amp;amp; lantern &amp;amp; volkswagon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;* * * * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These pictures above took place at Tokio Kitchen, Central Park, by my dad. (Daddy is talented)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks to those waiter &amp;amp; waitress for your kindness for accepted my unshamelessly actions. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-27983563470712704?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/27983563470712704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=27983563470712704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/27983563470712704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/27983563470712704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/lost-in-moment.html' title='Lost in a moment.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHqFR3O4dq0/TXX9H8wg6dI/AAAAAAAAATI/_SQ4IuKnIQo/s72-c/Picture%2B029-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-199674589946844679</id><published>2011-03-04T13:49:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T15:40:16.139+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of today :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PICTURES BEFORE &amp;amp;&amp;amp; AFTER OUR LAST PRACTICAL TEST!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_GQCkQpG3w/TXCga33_YlI/AAAAAAAAASg/HVeM1oEEp4c/s1600/3mar11%2Bafter%2Buprak%2Bfin%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580136321847878226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_GQCkQpG3w/TXCga33_YlI/AAAAAAAAASg/HVeM1oEEp4c/s320/3mar11%2Bafter%2Buprak%2Bfin%2521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;School test day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdHa7_OBA0E/TXCgatsoOlI/AAAAAAAAASY/BNTsKpOngDM/s1600/3mar11%2Bwith%2Biraa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580136319115868754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdHa7_OBA0E/TXCgatsoOlI/AAAAAAAAASY/BNTsKpOngDM/s320/3mar11%2Bwith%2Biraa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;me &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ira :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBxoMeNQkl4/TXCdTbZX__I/AAAAAAAAASQ/j2bfUdAd-dA/s1600/3mar11%2Bh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580132895409307634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBxoMeNQkl4/TXCdTbZX__I/AAAAAAAAASQ/j2bfUdAd-dA/s320/3mar11%2Bh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Wanted: some more cute picts!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8mBwjkxcpyk/TXCdTe2KIwI/AAAAAAAAASI/rqC_PEUIuKk/s1600/3mar11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580132896335340290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8mBwjkxcpyk/TXCdTe2KIwI/AAAAAAAAASI/rqC_PEUIuKk/s320/3mar11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Black and red cutezie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xArnNqI4kMM/TXCdTHYFBsI/AAAAAAAAASA/yOBsr64umUk/s1600/3mar11%2B0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580132890035160770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xArnNqI4kMM/TXCdTHYFBsI/AAAAAAAAASA/yOBsr64umUk/s320/3mar11%2B0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ira.me.Yuki! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-20K1KcQM8g4/TXCQ-lMnD6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/81L-oT3aIaE/s1600/3mar11%2Bwith%2Bira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580119343123337122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-20K1KcQM8g4/TXCQ-lMnD6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/81L-oT3aIaE/s320/3mar11%2Bwith%2Bira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ira &amp;amp;&amp;amp; me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3oRZg2IItHY/TXCQ97eKG4I/AAAAAAAAARw/id9fIJbmfaQ/s1600/3mar11%2Be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580119331922647938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3oRZg2IItHY/TXCQ97eKG4I/AAAAAAAAARw/id9fIJbmfaQ/s320/3mar11%2Be.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me.Ira.Yuki! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SoJc47uWGUE/TXCQ98x03XI/AAAAAAAAARo/wUG2pHXZjws/s1600/3mar11%2Bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580119332273577330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SoJc47uWGUE/TXCQ98x03XI/AAAAAAAAARo/wUG2pHXZjws/s320/3mar11%2Bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ira.me.Yuki.Panie :3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMB6a5TwVVo/TXCQ9UEN3tI/AAAAAAAAARg/VpPJynz7vt8/s1600/3mar11%2Bc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580119321344859858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMB6a5TwVVo/TXCQ9UEN3tI/AAAAAAAAARg/VpPJynz7vt8/s320/3mar11%2Bc.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sequence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPmTdyuvL_U/TXCQ9PfBm8I/AAAAAAAAARY/yxHAzeIqmGk/s1600/3mar11%2Bk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580119320115125186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPmTdyuvL_U/TXCQ9PfBm8I/AAAAAAAAARY/yxHAzeIqmGk/s320/3mar11%2Bk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;me.MD.Yuki.Ira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Er52LuW0ZsM/TXCNd1Tm16I/AAAAAAAAARQ/UFWuSELJgnc/s1600/3mar11%2Bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580115481977083810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Er52LuW0ZsM/TXCNd1Tm16I/AAAAAAAAARQ/UFWuSELJgnc/s320/3mar11%2Bg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Cute-chess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo3_SZ79g5g/TXCNdvrxzCI/AAAAAAAAARI/je1ddoxECtA/s1600/3mar11%2Bj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580115480467852322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo3_SZ79g5g/TXCNdvrxzCI/AAAAAAAAARI/je1ddoxECtA/s320/3mar11%2Bj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;MD.me.Yuki.Ira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7VjUk7XQdoY/TXCNdTYx2dI/AAAAAAAAARA/a8_dimUUiCg/s1600/3mar11%2Bjumpp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580115472871971282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7VjUk7XQdoY/TXCNdTYx2dI/AAAAAAAAARA/a8_dimUUiCg/s320/3mar11%2Bjumpp.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#996633;"&gt;High-voltage jump! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-277I0jRTmvU/TXCNdYgj2uI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/H-U988YpFxk/s1600/3mar11%2Bjump%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580115474246785762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-277I0jRTmvU/TXCNdYgj2uI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/H-U988YpFxk/s320/3mar11%2Bjump%2521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Over and over again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqSftRq5Cdc/TXCNdMJERJI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6vIAD4i_mZM/s1600/3mar11%2Bjump%2Bbale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580115470927021202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqSftRq5Cdc/TXCNdMJERJI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6vIAD4i_mZM/s320/3mar11%2Bjump%2Bbale.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ballet jump :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-199674589946844679?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/199674589946844679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=199674589946844679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/199674589946844679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/199674589946844679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/pictures-of-today.html' title='Pictures of today :)'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_GQCkQpG3w/TXCga33_YlI/AAAAAAAAASg/HVeM1oEEp4c/s72-c/3mar11%2Bafter%2Buprak%2Bfin%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-3795788361119210396</id><published>2011-03-03T17:51:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T18:04:10.523+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of yesterday :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579806698660234386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsnZpM4Z8PM/TW90oRz9BJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/H-LqRT9dV4Y/s400/school%2B1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Me :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-XnXf_vVCo/TW90oM5HuiI/AAAAAAAAAQg/s_HUMNVERww/s1600/school%2B00.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579806697339730466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-XnXf_vVCo/TW90oM5HuiI/AAAAAAAAAQg/s_HUMNVERww/s400/school%2B00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9mj9XU7KEg/TW90n1ZRc2I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Epa8X_o5cto/s1600/school%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579806691032134498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9mj9XU7KEg/TW90n1ZRc2I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Epa8X_o5cto/s400/school%2B4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; With the birthday boy (Johannes) 2/3/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IfP2Is6gxqo/TW90nrICjwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3ZIOJczv1gQ/s1600/school%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579806688275500802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IfP2Is6gxqo/TW90nrICjwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3ZIOJczv1gQ/s400/school%2B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A bunch of Famtree :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjBYkCDD-mk/TW90nWb2aLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tUEU6eMEgz0/s1600/school%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579806682721446066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjBYkCDD-mk/TW90nWb2aLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tUEU6eMEgz0/s400/school%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; "daddy" Jensen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-3795788361119210396?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/3795788361119210396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=3795788361119210396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3795788361119210396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3795788361119210396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/03/pictures-of-yesterday.html' title='Pictures of yesterday :)'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsnZpM4Z8PM/TW90oRz9BJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/H-LqRT9dV4Y/s72-c/school%2B1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-3019377680122742399</id><published>2011-02-22T00:26:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T00:54:11.119+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamsey, I love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hope you were rest in peace, my dear Hamsey. I knew that you're already old, and I realized that weeks ago, was your last days on earth. But, facing the fact that you're already gone, I still couldn't accept the truth easily. Why lovely pets should die? They have many reasons to stay alive in happiness with their master, I thought. But yeah, that's life. You couldn't complain but accept it, and let it go. But, it still a hard thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;It still a hard thing to do!&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it didn't feel the same how I faced two deaths of my pets: Mousie &amp;amp; Hamsey. I was shocked til blanked when Mousie died, but when Hamsey died, I feel like...'the time has come.' I could accept Hamsey's death better than Mousie's. Because, I realized. Hamsey was getting more and more bald in her last weeks, and I knew it was a bad sign. But she still showed good appetite and her strong mentality (which I'm missing so damn much), unlike Mousie. I knew it was her last days, and maybe that helped me to face it stronger. Mousie's death was unacceptable, but Hamsey's death made me stronger to face my pet's death, and understood how things go in their ways. Of course, I was really sad. Both Hamsey, and Mousie, were my lovely Albino Hamster and White Mouse. Both of them filled my heart with joy and my days with laughter. Both of them did funny things I'd never forget, and both of them made me cried when they left me. Hamsey's grave is next to Mousie's, and both have cross-grave on the top of it. But now, I feel grateful knowing, Mousie and Hamsey are together again. (I know animals don't have psyche, but I hope, most kind and jolly pets will have their own place in heaven?)&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me, better than take care of pet (that could die which make you sad), you should take care of your faith :) *sounds good, but anyway, I love animal so much! I couldn't just let myself being alone without pet. I still have Orangie, my 6 year old sweetheart goldfish. And I will take care of her much more. Some good news, there are two birds making nest on my tree in the garden. And everyday they sing beautifully, suround my house with peaceful sound.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it is a perfect time to start living again. I'll start living and live my life, everyday. You know, a time like this is the best moment to made you feel grateful for your life. I realize God still has a bigger plan for me in the future, and many things greater than I could imagine. It is true that I live alone, but I live not just for myself, but also for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm stronger than I knew.&lt;br /&gt;I wish Hamsey rested in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-3019377680122742399?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/3019377680122742399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=3019377680122742399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3019377680122742399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3019377680122742399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/02/hamsey-i-love-you.html' title='Hamsey, I love you.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-8795186602136836201</id><published>2011-01-20T17:15:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T18:22:46.299+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a NEW day everyday!!</title><content type='html'>Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive (again)! ARGH! Okay. Come on, janice. You're still alive because God wants you to do something in this world. OH God. Please tell me sooner and make it fast.&lt;br /&gt;I love tipco juices (brocolli, spinach, carrot, i think they're all delicious).&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading two books right now. DOG STORIES by James Herriot, and Amazing Stories for Teen by Marsha Aron. The teen stories is kinda like chicken soup books (which I love the most of all kind of novels), but the dog stories is rather into Mr.Herriot's stories, than the dogs. I already read it a half, and somehow it's quite enjoyable too.&lt;br /&gt;Lately, school is getting more and more and more hectic and crazy everyday! I would rather don't have any certificate than having a lot of tryouts and tests everyday like this. But I go to school everyday to meet my friends, honestly. And breaktime at school is never enough to talk with all of them.&lt;br /&gt;AH! i'll continue this later then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-8795186602136836201?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/8795186602136836201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=8795186602136836201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8795186602136836201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8795186602136836201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-new-day-everyday.html' title='It&apos;s a NEW day everyday!!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-7167130321423224242</id><published>2011-01-10T18:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:06:59.028+07:00</updated><title type='text'>January.2011.</title><content type='html'>#HELLOOOWORLD!!!!!!! welcome 2011!! (i know it's late, but...I havent said it. bcos i couldnt use inet during holiday!) My "helloword" campaign is still going!! i love it! (maybe i'll change if bored) Haha. So how was your new year days?? I think it makes no different whatever the day we're in. But i like to write the date everyday, so sometimes we could see cute dates. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;#MerryChristmas&amp;amp;&amp;amp;HappyNewYear!!! Tell you bout my holiday, i spent a lot at surabaya, as usual. Meet a lot of my family, friends, and stayed at my grandpa's house to accompany him during his illness. Thank God, I believe my grandpa will be healthy soon. I went watchin movie with my cousins, went to circus with an old fella+sis, and do manythingelse... and my grandma's dog, shella delivered her babies.. so cute!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;#sadly, the golden ret i've been waiting for has been given to someone else (my mom's aunt's daughter's friend) hikshikshiks... yah okay, it's all for cassie's sake. maybe i'll have another dog i always dream of, one day. let's pray.&lt;br /&gt;#nowadays, every saturday we must come to school!! Oh. my lovely saturday sleep time!! it gone! hiks. let's do our best in UAN to take revenge of our saturdays' boreness study at school!!! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;#i went to test my blood 2 this week. the doctor was afraid that i could have some kind of genetic blood illness, thallasemia. i dont believe it though.. but i hafta check it.. so, my left hand then my right hand become the victim of prodia's lab assistants' needle. arcgh. then my left wrist hurt again. then my left foot hit school's stair. bleeding. A.R.G.H. Right. I shoulda be more careful kay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-7167130321423224242?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/7167130321423224242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=7167130321423224242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7167130321423224242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7167130321423224242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2011/01/january2011.html' title='January.2011.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-1151298064627618624</id><published>2010-11-22T18:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:34:46.278+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love DOGS!</title><content type='html'>Do you guys know that animal I love the most is...DOGS!!! Yeah! (Of course, as you can see the title there, hahaha) I was born to love dogs! To live and take care of dogs! Hahaha. When I was a kid, my dream was become a vet. But later I dreamt bout making a shelter for dogs and cats, and all animals around the world! Hahaha, seriously, I'm gonna gain a lot of money to build it one day! Don't think that's funny. I mean, If you have a desire, love, and passion in something so much, you would do anything for it! Hahaha.. You know: &lt;em&gt;There is no word impossible in my dictionary&lt;/em&gt;!! :D&lt;br /&gt;And one of the good news is... I'm gonna have my own dog!!! My OWN dog!! I don't have to sneak around to play with my neighbour's dog (Jaguar, Princess, Bentley, Bandit), or Aunt Diana's siberian husky, Maya. Hahaha!!! I love them all, especially Jagu and Maya (i love husky so much), but now i'm gonna have my own dog!!!!! Kya kya kya. My happiness level is...98%! The other 2% is stress of school. The story began when my classmate, Billy, knew that i love dogs. One day, he told me that his cousin's dog is abandon, the dog doesn't get a good treatment, eats carrot and rice everyday! OH! And he asked me, if I want to take care of that Golden Retriever. Absolutely I say YES! Ahahahaha. Later, with hard ambition and hundreds "Pleasee??", I told my dad bout the Golden Ret. After listened a long speech from my dad, in the end he said,"Okay you can keep the dog." I'm so overwhelmed!! I will do anything for the dog, and take care of it seriously! Promise. :))&lt;br /&gt;The Goldie, which I named Cassie (because Maisie, Daisy, Chitsa, Rexa, Fresa, and other names doesn't seem good for my brother), has made me imagine a lot of things probably we can do together, eventhough she hasn't been here right now. I will jogging everyday for 15x2 mts with her, running or bicycling around in the afternoon, and train her to do some instructions like: sit, shake hand, heel, stay, speak, lie down, and others!!! Hahaha. I don't know how, but i'll try. :D&lt;br /&gt;I wish Cassie doesn't have any trauma, or disease, or problem with the food, or anything bad. But yeah, I'm still amateur for training and grooming dogs, especially Goldies. So, puh-lease everybody, if you have any experience and knowledge in taking care of dogs or Golden Retrievers, please share with me? :) I would be very happy to listen all your advice and suggestion. Thankyou so much! Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-1151298064627618624?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/1151298064627618624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=1151298064627618624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1151298064627618624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1151298064627618624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-dogs.html' title='I love DOGS!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2126624833402760481</id><published>2010-11-16T20:39:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T21:33:34.504+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greater.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have a good evening guys! I'm just sharing some spices of my daily life :) --- A story without climax, just an outpouring....&lt;br /&gt;Today is a nice day! The sun shone in the morning, with a bit scent of dark clouds in the afternoon. I love my life. My new life with God who has recovered me with a new mind, new heart, and life which I devoted to Him. God has revealed me the right perspection of Father, and He has given me a better heart to forgive others. My pains and sins He has taken away! How great is our God!! Believe me, Jesus loves you, and He always care for you. He is not far away, He is very close to you. You just need to pray, and know that He is always be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;School? School is...okay. Everything seems right on their place, and friends are good! All the conflict has subsided, and I'm relieved. "Family Tree" has a group on facebook right now! It is a good news! Hahaha, they're all very kind and nice people. I love being around them. :) I love you guys. I'm also get along well with my longterm best friend, Anya. We're taking up a new hobby recently (for 1-2 days ago) which is....knitting!! :D I'm gonna enjoy it i guess, knitting is cute! We could make and wear our handycraft by ourselves! Like shawl, scarft, hat, gloves, and many more!! I wish I could understand and grip knittin quickly! Hahaha.. It remind me a lot with my old grandma (my mom's aunt), she was a great knitter. I remember she gave me a lot of knitworks when I was a child. But now she's senile, sadly I haven't got a time to learn from her.&lt;br /&gt;The last two books I have been reading are Chicken Soup for Traveller Soul (Indo) and High School (English). They're awesome. I love Chicken Soup stories, they have inspired me a lot. And now I can't wait to travel around the world!! Hahaha. The last sport I can do recently is basketball. I often play with my brother. Eventhough I'm not quite well in it, but doing sport and exercise like aerobic, or dancing, or 'clubbing' (practically it is dancing which move your body to the beat) for me is FUN! I listen to a lot of house, rnb, hiphop music lately.&lt;br /&gt;My problem that confused me is collage! I don't know where to go, and I'm already in 12th grade! I'm not sure to take Fashion Design, but I don't like the other major as i love design. Yeah...It is really confusing!! Hahaha. Please pray for me, wish me luck! :D&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice evening everyone! May God always bless your day, and your future.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2126624833402760481?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2126624833402760481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2126624833402760481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2126624833402760481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2126624833402760481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/11/greater.html' title='Greater.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-5693555864767796080</id><published>2010-11-03T16:14:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T21:28:12.908+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday's Lesson</title><content type='html'>I'm eating a delicious sweet mango and drinkin a glass of chocolate when I'm writing this. It's a lovely afternoon, the rain is pouring slowly and the thunder rumbling intermittenly. The weather is cool and nice. I love rainy days. You will understand how relieved it is, after you pass through a fatiguing-tiring-exhausting day like mine. Today, in the morning i was so sleepy until I worked on my test sheet in-between sleeping. This drowsiness continued until the end of the school, and I was so bored at school, we didn't do anything else at school but writing notes, and whatever teachers told us to do. I'm really bored! My head was very blank and I felt like day-dreaming at school. Until the school is over. Finally over. (ARGH! Thanks God, I've finished another day at school!!) Going home after school always be something more fun than studying at school. And today I went home by &lt;em&gt;KWK&lt;/em&gt; and motorcycle (&lt;em&gt;ojek&lt;/em&gt;). I found many funny and interesting things on the way home; and these were what I saw:&lt;br /&gt;# a black brown cat was lying in front of our school -in the middle of the way-, seen by many people. And it didn't even move eventhough there was a lot of people pass it.&lt;br /&gt;# I was sitting next to a thiny old grandma who looked so frail, but suddenly she took out her handphone and begin to texting (and I'm so sorry grandma, I didn't want to sneaking your text, but I could read it actually because I'm sitting next to you). How cool, an old fraily elder could texting with slank words.&lt;br /&gt;# I got off from the kwk at the bus stop and walked around that green leafy path next to the mainroad, as the sky was so dark and the wind blew hardly, that was a really cool experience for me. I love the view. (Not mentioning the car, bus, and motorcycle everywhere)&lt;br /&gt;# I saw many people living on the street - scavengers, beggars, and transvetites who left their high heels on the sidewalk! I feel so pity and at the same time I feel grateful still having a house to stay.&lt;br /&gt;# When I was waiting for the trafficlights to become red and help me crossing the street, an aqua vendor hit me and said sorry. When I saw him again, I recognize that he is blind! How remarkable, a blind man selling aqua to get money. I don't know how he could selling, but he surely works hard for living. I was so touched. I'm so grateful I can see many beautiful things in the world. Promised myself I will work hard and try harder to live.&lt;br /&gt;# Two transvetites teased me on my way crossing the street. HA HA HA. I didn't know what they said, but I just smile at them and laugh at myself. How could transvetites even tease girl?? Maybe because they have a man side somewhere in their mind?! Arr...I don't know, I don't like transvetites... HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;# When I reached across the street, a motorcycle taxi (&lt;em&gt;tukang ojek maksudnya&lt;/em&gt;) already waiting for me. And his friends smiled at me (including one &lt;em&gt;tukang ojek&lt;/em&gt; who I've known before). I just could smiled back at them and rode that motorcycle to go home. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;# All the way home by motorcyle, I laugh at myself as the cycle sped and rushed before the rain fall. It was so fun, I love motorcycle and the thrilled feeling on the way.&lt;br /&gt;# Finally I arrived home!! H-O-M-E!! I was so....tired and wanted to have a cup of coffee or something cold to drink. Hahaha. What a fun trip.&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to school issues. Next week we'll having our first try out! Uh-Oh. And I don't know how to study our 10 and 11 grade's lessons. *dies*&lt;br /&gt;But! I am so lucky still alive until now (eventhough I'm luckier if I could be in heaven), and I will always do my best in this world!! I'm not afraid of you, tests and tryouts!! I know I can do it all!! &gt;:D Yeah, come on guys, let's FIGHT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-5693555864767796080?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/5693555864767796080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=5693555864767796080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5693555864767796080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5693555864767796080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/11/everydays-lesson.html' title='Everyday&apos;s Lesson'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2081885163612281607</id><published>2010-10-27T16:59:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T16:10:42.525+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there any limit of happiness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello world!!! Just coming home after&lt;strong&gt; LIVE IN&lt;/strong&gt; in Lumbu village, Cigugur, West Java and &lt;strong&gt;STUDY TOUR&lt;/strong&gt; to Bandung (18-22/10). It was &lt;em&gt;HILLARIOUS&lt;/em&gt;. I love it. I want to do &lt;strong&gt;LIVE IN&lt;/strong&gt; again, and again! I miss that moments, it was just...&lt;em&gt;too fast&lt;/em&gt;!! In 3 days you would haven't felt satisfied in the village with it's people right? I hope i could rewind again those moments. The time when you fed &lt;em&gt;chickens, cows, rabbit,&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;pig&lt;/em&gt;. The time when you feel like having your own puppy (Me, Katherine and Karina met and adopted a two-weeks-blaster puppy called &lt;em&gt;'Kurumi' &lt;/em&gt;for 2 days! &lt;em&gt;Kumi&lt;/em&gt; was very cute and pretty dog, she looks like a black labrador.) Living the villager life. Living in such a very calm, peaceful life with kind people and healthy environment. How fun. I just need a laptop and internet connection, and i could live there for a whole life. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, just coming back after school, accompanied by &lt;em&gt;LAG&lt;/em&gt; internet connection. And arrived home at 15.30, by taxi with my friend Maria. We caught by traffic jam in Jakarta, &lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;. I recognize that traffic jams in Jakarta become more and more &lt;em&gt;jammed&lt;/em&gt; everyday. Yesterday I was stucked off at Kelapa Gading, really couldn't move because of the rain, and arrived at home two hours then. What a bogged down!&lt;br /&gt;Telling you the truth, I'm sick of school. School sucks! Tests and exams and homeworks and projects everyday, with full of difficult lessons and strict teachers who just judge students by their score in the test. Really fucked off. I can't understand why almost, or everyone, do something like that. Their praised score as if it could measure your cleverness. I don't care about scores, about exams' marks. I hate score, I hate being judged. I hate &lt;em&gt;HUMANS&lt;/em&gt;. People are so rude and all hypocrite.(And although I'm a human, but I'm a better human than all hypocrite humans!) Finally I came back to my old opinion that: &lt;em&gt;NEVER trust anybody. EVER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still love my friends, although they're humans --at least that's what I think. I love spending time with them, get along with them and laughing together. It is so priceless. Eventhough they're human, but they have something worthed to be with, and I don't want to exchange them with anything else in this world! I want to spend my last year in senior high school with happiness and joy everyday, with all my friends. It's my sincere wish and hope.&lt;br /&gt;Just asking, is there any limit of happiness?? Sometimes I feel like my happiness level ease off as the day continues exhausting. But maybe it's just in my world, not yours.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye world, for now! I'm now continueing to charge my 'studying-mood' so I could study well for tomorrow's exams. Sucks! I want lemon tea and tiramissu cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2081885163612281607?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2081885163612281607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2081885163612281607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2081885163612281607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2081885163612281607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/10/is-there-any-limit-of-happiness.html' title='Is there any limit of happiness?'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-61871252189956011</id><published>2010-09-27T23:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:48:02.246+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mousie, I miss you right now. And I will always be.</title><content type='html'>Pipi gw hangat oleh air mata yang meleleh sekian lama. Tubuh gw bergetar menahan tangis. Tangisan gw tak bersuara, namun mengalir dengan sangat deras. Tubuh itu kini terbungkus kain dan sudah tergeletak di dalam liang yang baru saja digali tengah malam ini. Tubuh berbulu putih yang sudah menemani dan menghiasi hidup gw selama 4 tahun ini. Tubuh mungil yang menyimpan begitu banyak kenangan bahagia. Tubuh mungil yang selalu menanti kedatangan kami. Tubuh yang hangat itu sekarang menjadi dingin, tak bernyawa, tak bergerak.&lt;br /&gt;Mousie.&lt;br /&gt;Mousie yang lucu. Mousie yang lembut. Mousie yang selalu sabar menunggu. Mousie yang memilih-milih makanan yang kami berikan kepadanya. Mousie yang selalu menjadi maskot di rumah kami. Mousie yang kalem. Mousie yang gendut. Mousie yang berbulu putih dan hangat. Mousie yang sering membuat kami tertawa karena ulahnya. Mousie yang pintar.&lt;br /&gt;Mousie kini tak bernyawa. Tak bergerak. Takkan bergerak lagi untuk selamanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw sangat sedih. Gw sangat shock. Gw yang menemukan pertama kali Mousie tak bernapas. Gw yang sadar pertama kali Mousie sudah dingin, tak bernyawa. Gw teringat kejadian waktu pertama kali kami memelihara Mousie. Mousie pernah kabur dati kandangnya, dan gw yang pertama kali menemukannya bersembunyi di bawah kulkas. Gw yang mengangkat tubuh Mousie yang mungil dan mendekapnya di kedua telapak tangan gw. Memori itu begitu berkesan. Gw tak bisa berkata-kata selama beberapa waktu, kejadian ini begitu cepat di depan mata gw. Adik gw datang, orangtua gw datang, semua orang melihat dan memegang tubuh Mousie yang kini lunglai. Gw hanya bisa menatap, tak percaya, tak bisa terima, tak yakin dengan apa yang gw lihat. Gw tidak percaya bahwa hari ini, malam ini, Mousie, tikus putih keluarga kami, meninggal dunia. Gw ga bisa terima... Gw bener-bener syok. Gw bahkan gak tau bahwa ini adalah kenyataan. Kenyataan yang sangat gak bisa diterima hati dan pikiran gw. Kenyataan yang merobek hati gw, melubanginya, mengosongi hati gw. Mendadak pikiran gw kosong, hati gw kosong, gw kaku, gak bisa bergerak, tak sanggup berkata-kata.&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba gw sudah berdiri di taman belakang. Tempat "pemakaman" semua binatang peliharaan kami yang meninggal. Tiba-tiba air mata gw mengalir dengan deras saat melihat tubuh Mousie yang akan segera dikubur di samping kuburan Ollie. Tiba-tiba hati gw berdesir dan sesaat rasanya kepala gw akan runtuh melihat Mousie dikubur.&lt;br /&gt;Gw sangat tidak bisa menerima kematian Mousie. Rasanya begitu cepat, 4 tahun ini sungguh tidak terasa... Mousie yang selama ini tampak selalu sehat, rasanya tidak mungkin tiba-tiba meninggal. Keluarga kami berspekulasi mengenai penyebab kematiannya, segala teori mereka keluarkan, mulai dari serangan jantung, penyakit, bakteri, obesitas, dan lain lain. Sementara gw mengurung diri di kamar, berusaha menyusun kepingan memori yang pernah kulewati bersama Mousie. Malam-malam panjang saat gw belajar untuk keesokan harinya, pasti gw selalu menyempatkan diri untuk memberi Mousie dan Hamsey makanan. Kini kandang itu kosong, dan tinggal kandang Hamsey seorang diri di ruang tengah rumah kami. Gw memandang Hamsey dengan pilu. Rasanya kurang. Rasanya hati gw hampa. Mendadak pandangan gw kabur. Tempat biasa kandang Mousie berada kini tak tersisa. Satu lagi peliharaan gw yang paling gw cintai meninggal. Jika ada yang bilang,"alah binatang doang, yaudah lah ya, beli aja yang baru." gw marah. gw kesal. gw ga bisa menerima perkataan seperti itu. Mereka gak mengerti apa yang gw rasakan. Gw bener-bener sayang semua binatang peliharaan gw. Gw bener-bener memerhatikan mereka dan gw sangat kehilangan ketika mereka tiada. Gw hanya gak bisa menerima. Gw belom sempat mengajak Mousie ngobrol tentang banyak hal, gw belom sempat berbagi makan malam dengannya, gw belom sempat mengelus kepalanya, gw belom sempat bilang,"I love you", gw belom sempat mengucapkan kata-kata yang biasa gw ucapkan kepadanya sebelum tidur. Gw sangat menyesal tidak menggunakan setiap kesempatan yang ada untuk lebih meluangkan waktu dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;Kematian Mousie memberi gw pelajaran bahwa, ada hal yang tidak bisa kita rencanakan dalam hidup: kematian, kehilangan, kesedihan. Karena itu kita harus memanfaatkan semua waktu kita yang ada untuk menunjukkan kasih sayang terhadap semua orang dan peliharaan kita. Karena kita tidak pernah tahu kapan mereka akan meninggalkan kita, atau bahkan kita yang meninggalkan mereka. Gw ga ingin kejadian ini terulang lagi, bahwa kita kehilangan seseorang dan menyesal karena belum sempat membuat mereka bahagia sebelum mereka pergi. Belum sempat bilang "i love you", belum sempat menghabiskan waktu bersama mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Gw teringat kematian semua hewan peliharaan gw, gw selalu sedih seperti ini dan menangis dengan tersedu-sedu. Dan rasanya kasih sayang gw gak pernah cukup untuk membuat mereka bahagia. Gw bener-bener sedih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mousie, I wish there was a heaven for a very kind mouse like you. I wish we could meet again. This isn't a farewell, because even I haven't said goodbye. I hate farewell... I wish you were always here, accompany my days. I wish we would meet again in Heaven, one day. You're the best mouse I've ever had, and you'll always be in my heart. Mousie, I miss you right now, and I will always be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-61871252189956011?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/61871252189956011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=61871252189956011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/61871252189956011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/61871252189956011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/09/mousie-i-miss-you-right-now-and-i-will.html' title='Mousie, I miss you right now. And I will always be.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-4766772276171840213</id><published>2010-08-02T17:11:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T20:32:13.928+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Cheyenne Hand;"&gt;I got a love lesson from my family. My uncle ever said,"Marry the one we love, then love the one we married." and I think his words was so true. After married and past through a lot of problems in life, many people lost their love to their couple. The example is my parents. I don't know why they married, but lately me and my brother think that it wasn't their fate to be together.. I mean, my father always angry to my mother, and often trivial problems could bring great rumpus in my family. I started to think maybe they aren't match each other. But now I realize, that true love is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cheyenne Hand;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like our life, which full of choices: to be happy, to be sad, to angry, to love, to do things we like, and a many other choices. True love could be anyone, who God has placed to be our life mate. I believe that God always have great plans in our life, in every single life detail. I believe that God is so kind to us, and gives us freedom to choose. We can choose to love, we can choose to refuse. Whatever we choose, it's our life path, and it couldn't be repeated. Every choice forms our life. Whether you choose to marry the one you love, it's your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my family consisted of people like that. They love someone, and then married them. And after married, will that love change? It's a choice right? I remember my grandparents. My grandparents from my mother love each other so much. They built their family from nothing to something, and fought together to raise a big family - which wasn't easy. I think they both supported each other until they became success, and led their children to their dreams. And even after Grandpa past away because of cancer, I know Grandma still love grandpa. Even if she's lonely for seven years, she still strong and survive, take care of her family without Grandpa. Grandpa's wealth, houses, cars, and their desire that hasn't been achieved, all those things are really meanful - and keep a lot of memories that Grandma always talks about. I think their love succeed, they both love till the end.&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents from my father, have another story. They both still healthy and still together until now. I think they love and understand each other. Eventhough they often have different desires, opinion, and another diferences (i guess their character don't match each other), but they still together until now. They always respect, help, care, advice, and share to each other - all the time. I think that is so wonderful. I'm amazed because they always faithful and always be there for their couple. They could live together for a long time, that is a grace. How many couples are still faithful to their couple today? I'm so grateful cause my family is still appreciate marriage's sacredness.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sinned, had ever disliked my family. I realize that I'm lucky. I have a wonderful family. My family loves me. I don't have any right to complain about my life and my family. Thanks God for my parents, my family, and everybody who loves me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-4766772276171840213?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/4766772276171840213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=4766772276171840213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4766772276171840213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4766772276171840213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/08/love.html' title='Love?'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-7593805692695057298</id><published>2010-06-05T22:25:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:48:35.411+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, it's Joy Learning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/TApxc_-hbWI/AAAAAAAAALY/fp26fPMfTwg/s1600/joy+learning!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479316639673576802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/TApxc_-hbWI/AAAAAAAAALY/fp26fPMfTwg/s400/joy+learning!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please tell your friends, brothers, sisters, or everybody else about this Joy Learning!&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda "bimbingan belajar" for elementary school students, and we can teach subjects especially: math, english, IPA, and IPS.&lt;br /&gt;Please join! Have a good day! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-7593805692695057298?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/7593805692695057298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=7593805692695057298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7593805692695057298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7593805692695057298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-its-joy-learning.html' title='Hey, it&apos;s Joy Learning!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/TApxc_-hbWI/AAAAAAAAALY/fp26fPMfTwg/s72-c/joy+learning!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6048321348756002509</id><published>2010-06-04T15:45:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T18:25:11.127+07:00</updated><title type='text'>H-O-L-I-D-A-Y-YAY-YAY!</title><content type='html'>Hai guys! OH my, how long I didn't write any post yet. Hahaha.. You know I was really busy with school things, and final test, and student's works (which is never done!!).. and seriously lately there's problem with me &amp;amp; family so I can't play/open internet everyday! But now, It's already &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HOLIDAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Woohoooo!!! For the last 6 months, I always dream about these days! Now, Finally these days come true!!!!!! OH MY, I am so relieved, exicted, happy, and enjoy this feelings SO much!! The happiest part of this holiday (JUNE 2010) is.....&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FIFA WORLD CUP 2010&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! OH GREAT!!! It's really kinda a sweet escape for me (from my exhausting life - everyday). I can't wait to see my favorite national team &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(ESPANA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SPAIN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPANYOL!!)&lt;/span&gt; play in this greatest football matches in the world... Yeah, that's it. So, whatcha gonna do in your holiday? What are you gonna do to fill those days? My holiday project is: Making Money! How? I tried to figure out some ways, like join the PRJ (and be the &lt;em&gt;SPG&lt;/em&gt;, or cashier, or others...), open course for elementary school children, work part-time as kindergarden teacher, work part-time job at petshop or pet daycare, or bake some cake and sell it, or make and sell something. It's all sounds fun for me, especially the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;petshop&lt;/span&gt; idea, but as I think of it all over again, they all seems hard for me. Not being pesimistic, but I thought about my parents' advice and my condition, and the part time job ideas seems unrealistic for now. Kinda sad, but I'm going to invent some of my creative ideas (in progress to make) and make something. Really something that could be sold!&lt;br /&gt;Today i could wake up early! &lt;em&gt;(*sounds of applauses and bravos for me*)&lt;/em&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7 o'clock&lt;/span&gt;!! then at 8.30 I rushed to the swimming pool at &lt;strong&gt;pasadenia&lt;/strong&gt;, near my house. My dad drop me there, as he went to the office. And I was alone. My cousin was late (i thought she wouldn't come!), while waiting for her, i sat on bench nearby the swimming pool -&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; daydreaming, watching people, animals, children, leaves, plants, sky (it wasn't hot today!!), and anything else&lt;/span&gt;. I enjoy my time alone, wrote some holiday notes, and &lt;em&gt;talked alone&lt;/em&gt;. (please don't think that it's scary! because i'm an extrovert, i have to say something anytime, &lt;em&gt;with or without&lt;/em&gt; anybody next to me! HAHAHA) I usually enjoy my free time talking alone, since it isn't forbidden. Then I swum! Then my cousin came (oh thanks God!)! Then we did sport together! (swimming back and forth, use every swimming styles we know) Then the swimming pool got empty (remember &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;: it's empty at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8.30-9.00 am&lt;/span&gt;!!). The air was so relaxing, and the sun shined softly, and it wasn't cold neither hot, it was just too perfect for swimming in the morning! We love it so much and spent our time swum back-forth thousand times til we got crazy ideas and did crazy things at swimming pool. (okay i&lt;strong&gt; admit&lt;/strong&gt; it! it was me who's crazy and do crazy things, my sister was so calm to do those things HAHAHA). I jumped twice from the swimmingpool's edge, playin with water like children do, danced ballet in the water, played &lt;em&gt;"prosotan"&lt;/em&gt; which said &lt;strong&gt;'for less than 12 y.o'&lt;/strong&gt;... HAHAHAHA! Okay i &lt;strong&gt;admit&lt;/strong&gt; it&lt;em&gt; again&lt;/em&gt;, i don't wanna grow old. But yeah time flies..(very fast)!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went sauna (15 mts as usual!) and went home.. I practice driving again with mum. And today i don't know why, i feel like laughing. So while i (tried) to drive, i'm laughing all way long. And made mum crazy to teach me. So I haven't learn how to&lt;em&gt; retreat&lt;/em&gt; your car. Then I went to the mall. Hey, why I'm writting kinda &lt;em&gt;"diary"&lt;/em&gt; like this. I don't want to do this! HA! Okay, I met my besties there: Jessica.O, Jeje, Dea, and Karinaaa.T! They're &lt;strong&gt;superb&lt;/strong&gt;! I really miss them during this holiday! Then we walked around and did crazy things together (okay i &lt;strong&gt;admit&lt;/strong&gt; it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! I'm the one who is crazy!). Then i found it!!!!!! A &lt;strong&gt;veryveryvery cute&lt;/strong&gt; nailpolish color! &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MY FAV COLOR&lt;/span&gt;! It's kinda &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! OMG, please buy me that faceshop mint nail polish!!!! I really love it!! AIIIH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OH welldone, Janice. You did &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; again. AAAA! I played computer for &lt;strong&gt;hours&lt;/strong&gt; and I didn't realize it!!! Hiks. I should &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;clean up&lt;/span&gt; my room!!! Since yesterday (I tried to clean up but ended up-) I shambled it and made it really &lt;strong&gt;terrible&lt;/strong&gt;. Now it looks really like there was &lt;em&gt;hurricane&lt;/em&gt; devastated my room. &lt;strong&gt;Horrible&lt;/strong&gt;!!! AAA i wanna cry when I saw my room (because it was &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; who made it a real mess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH-KAY&lt;/strong&gt;! Byee fellas!! I should stop playing the internet to clean up my room!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry internet, eventhough i love you, but my parents' clynically faces disturbing me. Huhu. See you next time internet darlaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ!&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;very sweet quote&lt;/em&gt; i found today:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Live every sunrise like it's your first. See every sunset like it's your last&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;a href="mailto:-@TweetMoveOn"&gt;-@TweetMoveOn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6048321348756002509?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6048321348756002509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6048321348756002509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6048321348756002509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6048321348756002509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/06/h-o-l-i-d-y-yay-yay.html' title='H-O-L-I-D-A-Y-YAY-YAY!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-1408794409465255838</id><published>2010-04-19T17:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:55:47.369+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a beautiful day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hai guys!!!!! After a looong time didn't write anything here, i miss it so much!!! HAHA!! So, i'm gonna tell you about me lately... Today was so wonderful! I felt it so much :D The sun shined so hot, warming around. The sky was so blue, and thousand fluffy clouds hung sweetly!! What a lovely view!!! I was so sad couldn't capture it!! :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today I LOVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*This morning there was no traffic jam around school. WOHOO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Today's sport=football!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Real madrid won against valencia yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*THERE WERE SO MANY CUTE CLOUDS and blue sky!!!!!! xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*My ear getting better.. Thanks God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*I slept well and got nice dream yesterday (eventhough i just slept for 3 hours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*I LOVE LOVE LOVE Ouran High School Host Club!!! Recently I'm addicted to read a lot of comics! x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*The script, James morrison, Lifehouse :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Lunch was delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*I got a quick nice dream in my sleeping time at accounting class. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*I could SMILE and even LAUGH with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Hello Seattle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*There's no test tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today I hate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Medicine, coz it's bitter!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*School and all the subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Had no sense to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Waited alone for mom to pick me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Some kind of heart-breaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*Talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow (or the next tomorrow, or the next, or the next....) I'll post about my lovely pets!!!! see ya!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-1408794409465255838?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/1408794409465255838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=1408794409465255838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1408794409465255838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1408794409465255838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-beautiful-day.html' title='What a beautiful day!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-3563089789788937999</id><published>2010-04-07T00:23:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:33:27.461+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"For This I Have Jesus"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey guys.. I've just read Our Daily Bread today, and it's really touched me (until i want to cry).. I'm facing many problems currently. But I know that, God is always be by my side. Today's daily bread is very encouraging me, and I wanna share it to you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;April 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;For This I Have Jesus&lt;br /&gt;READ: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_cphPrimary_hlGatewayVerse" title="Psalm 66:1-15" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+66:1-15" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Psalm 66:1-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will never leave you nor forsake you." —Hebrews 13:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In an evangelistic meeting in Ireland, the speaker was explaining what it means to abide in Christ and to trust Him completely in every trial. Concluding his message, he repeated several times, “It means that in every circumstance you can keep on saying, ‘For this I have Jesus.’ ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The meeting was then opened for testimonies. One young woman said, “Just a few minutes ago I was handed this telegram. It reads, ‘Mother is very ill; take train home immediately.’ When I saw those words, I knew that tonight’s message was meant just for me. My heart looked up and said, ‘For this I have Jesus.’ Instantly a peace and strength flooded my soul.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Three or four weeks later the evangelist received a letter from this woman. It read, “Thank you again for the message you gave that day. Life has become an uninterrupted psalm of victory, for I have come to realize that no matter what life brings, for this I have Jesus.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That believer in Christ had found in her Savior the One who would be with her “through fire and through water,” and who would bring her “out to rich fulfillment” (Ps. 66:12).&lt;br /&gt;If you are enduring a great trial of affliction, remember—for this you have Jesus! — &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Henry G. Bosch" href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/Henry-G-Bosch.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Henry G. Bosch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I’ve found a refuge from life’s care in Jesus, I am hiding in His love divine; He fully understands my soul’s deep longing, And He whispers softly, “Thou art Mine.” —Christiansen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If every circumstance finds us abiding in Christ, we will find Christ abiding with us in every circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-3563089789788937999?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/3563089789788937999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=3563089789788937999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3563089789788937999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3563089789788937999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-this-i-have-jesus.html' title='&quot;For This I Have Jesus&quot;'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-9180556188479511675</id><published>2010-03-29T00:05:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:43:39.749+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Society and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a year and more i've playing PET SOCIETY! And created a e-Pet named Punchee. Punchee used to be male, but recently i changed his gender to female. So, Punchee is a girl now! (Eventhough while she was male, I loved to buy girl clothes for him, and dress him like a girl. HAHAHA) Okay I want to tell you about Punchee. I love her so much, because I don't have a real Panda :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6-S3NLOazI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hCypI1qCHEc/s1600/Puncheeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453739150896163634" style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6-S3NLOazI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hCypI1qCHEc/s320/Puncheeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Punchee is an uberstar pet!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Punchee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A female Panda, with white color and black ears. Recently her eyes are blue, and has manga eyelashes. Hahaha. (I hope you understand what i'm saying) She has frown face and always look angry at everything. But lately, she's cuter than she used to be. Punchee's favorite food is watermelon, because I'm lazy to buy her something expensive like cakes or meat. Punchee is dolls and fashion items collector. She's a great dress and shoes collector, and always find something new to wear. (Not like me, hiks.) Nowadays, &lt;em&gt;vintage &lt;/em&gt;is her house's theme. I bought some vintage things to decor her house. I'm not good at decoring rooms, so Punchee's house is really messy, because of I filled her house with many cute things that aren't really good when you combine together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here is Punchee and her newest suit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6-QxNoFjII/AAAAAAAAAKg/sYP5f_fkmh8/s1600/Newest.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453736848914746498" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6-QxNoFjII/AAAAAAAAAKg/sYP5f_fkmh8/s320/Newest.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Punchee has a dog named Grayden (because he's grey) and a cat named Tigress (i named it because this is chinese year of tiger and she's orange, like a real tiger. HAHA). They both are so lovely. Punchee's item recently is an eyepatch. I love it so much. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Punchee's house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6-QN9kI50I/AAAAAAAAAKY/77DQmN8j8o4/s1600/Punchee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453736243307800386" style="WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6-QN9kI50I/AAAAAAAAAKY/77DQmN8j8o4/s320/Punchee.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Bad resolution picture, it can't be bigger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Messy enough, huh? I love the wallpaper...Wonder if i could have it in the real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay! That's just some of Punchee i want to share you.. Cause i couldn't think much. Actually I'm having cold and sore throat, and i'm online cause waiting for the sleepy effect of the medicine. But it isn't work. So sad. I can't sleep right now, insomnia again maybe? Too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Umm... Can I ask you a favor? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you have a cute name idea for my polar bear character? He's kinda friend (or cousin) of Clove, my teddy bear. It's for my cartoon project or something, kind of Jeanine world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like the name Foozie and Dinzey the best. Please vote! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm waiting for the reply and vote :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;T-H-A-N-K-Y-O-U&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-9180556188479511675?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/9180556188479511675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=9180556188479511675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/9180556188479511675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/9180556188479511675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/03/pet-society-and-me.html' title='Pet Society and Me'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6-S3NLOazI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hCypI1qCHEc/s72-c/Puncheeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-7171821579430948069</id><published>2010-03-27T01:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:34:09.858+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live harder</title><content type='html'>Today was very complicated. Full of laughters, and tears. There's a lot of joy, and some misunderstood. Today was begin with laughter, tears, and end with a smile - smile means a thousand words. Smile cause i don't know what to say. Life is beautiful, yet it is mess sometimes. Life is full of question, and everybody has a question to answer. Everybody always has something to give, and recieve something from everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;You know, the best lesson is never learn at school. The best lesson is life's lesson. It is everywhere, and it is from everybody. The best lesson you got is from bad times, and hard testing.&lt;br /&gt;My father told me a lot about how life's going. He was angry with me and we had some misunderstood, and i tried to calm down myself and ran from my problem. But then he gave me advice that to survive this life, i must have a strong mentality, hard willing, diligent, discipline, and consistence. He told me that life can't always be like you want. You won't always meet kind people, people won't always treat you the way you want. You need to have strong heart, so you will face every problem and win. You can't run away and cry. If you meet people who don't like you, just accept it. Know that there's a lot of cruel people, careless people, and many people who treat other badly. You need to be consistence on your vision. You need to be diligent and hard work. If you are weak, you won't be success. And you need to be discipline to yourself, and know your life's purpose, and do your plans. Don't be flaky and just waiting and think that everybody will give you all you want. He said that life's hard, we will face many problems and obstacles. But if we have a strong willingness and a great fighting spirit, we can face everything and become success.&lt;br /&gt;I think, we can be everything we want unless we quit. And i believe that we can learn a lesson from everybody's life. We all live to learn, to be a great man, to be success. I hope i'll be what i want. Hope i can make my dreams come true. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-7171821579430948069?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/7171821579430948069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=7171821579430948069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7171821579430948069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7171821579430948069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/03/live-harder.html' title='Live harder'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-956297903621992776</id><published>2010-03-24T16:58:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:39:36.861+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Try to wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have you ever wonder and wish to born with a different (and better) name? To be honest, i think the name "JANICE" isn't a usual name. There's always pros and cons in every situation.&lt;br /&gt;The pro, it is a rare name. So when someone ask,"Hey, do you know Janice?". "Oh, do you mean Janice Agnes?". "Yeah, there isn't a lot Janice." You see? It's lotta different with the other people name, for example, Cindy. (I'm sorry Cindy! I don't mean to mock you. Uh...) "Hey do you know Cindy?". "Cindy who?". "Cindy class 11.". "Hello, there're lotta Cindy!!".&lt;br /&gt;The contra, my name is rather hard to spell for some people. (In Indonesia OF COURSE. They should learn english MORE!) Example, when teacher calls me for absent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"JA-NI-CE?"&lt;/em&gt; (They spell it by &lt;em&gt;"suku kata"&lt;/em&gt;. Worst.) &lt;em&gt;"Jenis?"&lt;/em&gt; (With 'e' spell like '&lt;em&gt;elang'&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Jenis?!&lt;/em&gt; WTF. Is there any crazy parents who named their child 'jenis'? Like &lt;em&gt;'jenis kelamin'&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;'jenis makanan'&lt;/em&gt;, etc. Sucks.) &lt;em&gt;"Janis?"&lt;/em&gt; (It's way better, but it's still NOT my name.) I know some people who call me "&lt;em&gt;Ja-nais",&lt;/em&gt; nice try but i think it's still wrong. And there's always someone who think that my name is very HARD to spell and use the second option. Rather than try to spell it, they (brilliantly) find another words to call me. The latest i know, they called me "&lt;em&gt;girang&lt;/em&gt;". I'd like to say f*ck you, if it won't hurt their heart and think that i can't be joking with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you know how does it feel having a strange and unusual name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-956297903621992776?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/956297903621992776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=956297903621992776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/956297903621992776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/956297903621992776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/03/try-to-wonder.html' title='Try to wonder'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2941494002126570677</id><published>2010-03-23T12:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:50:50.024+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful things, today til now :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="century gothic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that make me grateful today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i could wake up at half to six.&lt;br /&gt;* i could go to Verdi's house together with cindy and yose.&lt;br /&gt;* i could make surprise for Marli! Today is her 17th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;* Marli didn't know and expect this surprise, she was very shocked given a birthday surprise at 6 a.m! We're so happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;* We talked and laughed and had fun while cutting the blueberry cheesecake to pieces (and we eat it as our breakfast! :9)&lt;br /&gt;* find out that we're the first people who congrats marli live! ;}&lt;br /&gt;* i feel full and skip breakfast because of yesterday's meal. Very full! Thanks maria for the party! ;D&lt;br /&gt;* i didn't feel sleepy in the morning, though i slept at 3 a.m yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;* finally i bought 24 pcs snowman spidol! Hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;* i bought 2 freaky rings. It look childish, but yeah i'm still a child. :P&lt;br /&gt;* i found some freak vintage things in the drawer. Hmmm :}&lt;br /&gt;* i drunk soy milk!&lt;br /&gt;* i had cordon blue for lunch! Yiihaa ;D&lt;br /&gt;* today's rice for lunch looks red.&lt;br /&gt;* talked and laughed with anya about our freak alter ego. xD&lt;br /&gt;* maybe i can take a nap again? I'll. For a long term. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Okay, those are things to be grateful til now. How bout yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2941494002126570677?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2941494002126570677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2941494002126570677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2941494002126570677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2941494002126570677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/03/grateful-things-today-til-now.html' title='Grateful things, today til now :)'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-3361932637530645246</id><published>2010-03-21T03:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T03:23:34.561+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything i'm not.</title><content type='html'>Hi there. I'm caught up by my insomnia again right now. So i write something nonsense to share with you. You don't have to read it though, cause these are really nonsense:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Recently i often sleep at 2.30 a.m. (i don't know why, i always have something to do before sleeping - and have a lot free time in the afternoon.) you know i have tried to sleep earlier, like 11. But i can't! There were so many things to do and i was really busy with everything. I know it's stupid, and damageful to my body. I'm sorry God! I don't want to actually. But i love midnight's silence and peace. It really helps my mind to think clearly. And i think my violet eyes look funny too. Like panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a type of person who's easy to fall (or have a crush) with someone (i mean, a boy). But i can easily get distract too (sometimes because of that f***ing high standard). So i think that makes me still a single? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't like being a girl. Honest. Since i was a lil girl (since i could think,"hey why he is a boy and i'm a girl?"), i always wanted to be like boys. I was very boyish - my haircut, my style, my toys, and i often played football with my brothers and neighbours. I remember one day, a lil boy thought that i'm a boy, and he called me "koko". Hahaha! But yeah I really want to be a boy! It's fun to be boy! It's like you could do everything you want, and your parents would let you go everywhere and anytime. I don't like being a girl, it is way harder and there're too many rules for girls! :( okay, now i'm less boyish than i was. (yeah much feminine) But still i think i'd love to be a boy. :) I know everything bout girls, and i think i would be a good boy! Hahaha. If i were a boy, i would be handsome, cool, stylish, and friendly, and all the good thing i always want to be. But my friend Raina said, "janice, lucky you're not a boy. Because you would make many girls broken heart!" hahaha! You know i often compliment everybody that they're cute, pretty, etc that's true. And raina thinks i wouldn't be a good boy because i could easily fall in love with another girl. :p&lt;br /&gt;ok it doesn't mean i'm not grateful being a girl. Girls are happier in some ways than boy, and i thank God for He created me as a girl. Anyway, i don't really care about boy and girl. We are all the same in God's eyes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-3361932637530645246?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/3361932637530645246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=3361932637530645246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3361932637530645246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3361932637530645246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/03/anything-im-not.html' title='Anything i&apos;m not.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6130252507348705198</id><published>2010-03-19T20:58:00.016+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T21:33:38.551+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hellooo everybody! it's &lt;strong&gt;me &lt;/strong&gt;again! i were busy so i couldn't post for a while.. hahaha. But now i'm back!!! Let me tell you some news bout me ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I really &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;ADORE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Alice in Wonderland"&lt;/em&gt; the movie!! Totally love it! Esp the MAD HATTER and chessire cat!!! I love Chess and his deep sound, very sexy! I love mad hatter and johnny depp, as i love jack the sparrow and willy wonka!!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I want to be an art freak n nerd. somehow i think it's cool to be nerd (and smart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Recently, i made some sketch and took some nice photos of sky, and i'll show you later, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Today was a&lt;strong&gt; G-R-E-A-T&lt;/strong&gt; day!!! Today was clear, no sun and no fluffy clouds i could see.I went to mall with Verdiana (i'm her FAN!! hihi) and Shanti. We were hanging around and looking for good stuffs and found nice gift for our best friend. So lovely, but it's a secret. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to my besties Anya's house. I went to her house with KWK!!! WOW. That was a nice experience, coz i could rode KWK and walked to her house safely (thanks GOD!).&lt;br /&gt;Me and Anya chats bout nice things, and had makeup experience (ended with me, makeup myself. HAHA), and we did some photoshoot! HAHAHA. It was so fun that i can't wait to do the next!! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OI2DmVDsI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LtNQlRCZ7_o/s1600-h/me+n+anyaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450350436308815554" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OI2DmVDsI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LtNQlRCZ7_o/s320/me+n+anyaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my bestes gurl Anya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here is some of my photo that &lt;strong&gt;Anya&lt;/strong&gt; took. And she upload it to facebook and her blog too. Thanks Anyaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OF7KkFBmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/nB5RDOFe-pQ/s1600-h/anya+s+fisheye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450347225542887010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OF7KkFBmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/nB5RDOFe-pQ/s320/anya+s+fisheye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya's fisheye. Cute! I look like the girl next door. HAHAHA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OGTFsp-vI/AAAAAAAAAJU/rpNd7trOSa0/s1600-h/anya+s+photoshoottt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450347636553546482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OGTFsp-vI/AAAAAAAAAJU/rpNd7trOSa0/s320/anya+s+photoshoottt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya was being my style advisor and photographer. I look scary, like:"&lt;em&gt;hey, go away or i'll eat you!"&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. But today's theme was : &lt;strong&gt;edgy afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;. So, I match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OHfL0KM3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/LiRmjE196vo/s1600-h/anya+s+photoshoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450348943865688946" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OHfL0KM3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/LiRmjE196vo/s320/anya+s+photoshoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this one (i even made it my popi). Thanks Anya again!! :) she's a good advisor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OIEF4_O8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/MYI8oMlJ6TY/s1600-h/anya+s+photoshoott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450349577930488770" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OIEF4_O8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/MYI8oMlJ6TY/s320/anya+s+photoshoott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this one too! Honestly i was trying to make an effortless-cool-face, and copying Taylor Swift's style. HAHAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the great day is close to the end now... Hope my holiday will be great! Without annoying people, and great parties.. And my lovely best friends! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6130252507348705198?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6130252507348705198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6130252507348705198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6130252507348705198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6130252507348705198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-world.html' title='Hello World!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S6OI2DmVDsI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LtNQlRCZ7_o/s72-c/me+n+anyaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-9112333522058259456</id><published>2010-02-03T17:12:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T19:33:02.507+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's me! Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love my life. I love myself. I love being alive. HAHA! What a great thoughts of me, right. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know life's better when you're always be positive.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I decided to take a little walk around my house and estate. So I walked. I walked through the green spaces around the gangs, and basketball court, and the vet's house.&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome afternoon! I enjoyed it so much. Capturing myself around so many butterflies flew, that's just soo wonderful! I love butterflies, they're soo pretty and graceful..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to took a photo of them, but i failed. Haha.. I need slr to make a good photo. And I saw two cats playing together on the grass. They chased after each other, and it was so cute to saw them playing and jumping on the grass. I felt like i don't wanna walk far, so i turned back silently, afraid if i'll disturb the cute butterflies flew around me. I thought that afternoon walk is just too fast, so I visited the vet's house and met my lovely neighbour dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Wohooo how i miss them so much! Recently I rarely playing with them again. And I"m sooo happy that, when I came to them, they all jumped from their nap and wagging their tails and lick my hand. They still remember me! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Awww they're sooo sweet!! Especially Jaguar and Princess. They both love me so much. I love them the best. HAHAHA. I want to take Jagu and Princess for a walk, but i'm afraid of my neighbour (she wouldn't let me take her dogs).&lt;br /&gt;They're blaster dogs, i don't know what race exactly they are, but they look like labrador. Jaguar is the most kind and loveable dog. She always stay near to me, love and enjoy every rub i give. She always look me in trustful eyes. Her eyes are so beautiful and brave. I love Jagu so much!!&lt;br /&gt;Princess is Jaguar, Metro and Bentley's mom. She's kind but selfish. But she isn't arrogant. She just selfish of foods. So she looks fat. Hahaa. But she's nice to me and always ask for more rubs.&lt;br /&gt;I want to give them dog snack someday! I'll buy at the petshop! I want to go to petshop!!&lt;br /&gt;HUHU! I want a dog!! I want a dog!! I need a dog. Dogs are soooo cute n funny!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dog-person. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-9112333522058259456?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/9112333522058259456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=9112333522058259456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/9112333522058259456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/9112333522058259456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-me-again.html' title='It&apos;s me! Again.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2633708090710151484</id><published>2010-01-30T23:43:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:43:45.641+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest Janice Agnes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Finally I changed my template (again). I changed it to the simpliest black, because they say that black color for your web background reduce globalwarming 3 times better than your white-web-background. At least, I HOPE SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After a break of &lt;em&gt;my-all-way-positive-and-always-happy&lt;/em&gt; lifestyle, i thought a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Being in bad mood for days and hours and minutes and seconds is WASTING TIME BADLY. I swear I don't wanna be in that damn mood again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I tried to think negatively for every situation happened, but i fail. In a GOOD words : I'm naturally a positive girl. To tell you, I WAS tried to become a negative person : always complain, never smile, think everthing negative, talk less, never cheer-up someone, and talk bad to my parents, and never be grateful of my life. AND I'M SO SORRY OF THAT. REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now I know that life is life. It's never be so simple for EVERYONE. Everybody has their own problem, and you aren't the unluckiest person in this world. &lt;em&gt;Everthing happens for a reason&lt;/em&gt;. Life is not always good to you, and bad thing could happen everytime, but don't let it rule your life. BE A BETTER PERSON! Fight for your happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now I realize that there's always someone who cares about you. God has a special purpose in everybody's life, so He won't let you down that easy. I mean, He always makes a way that you've never thought before - to make you back to His purpose. Look at me. I was sooooo down (ask my friend Yosefina who is sitting next to me at school, she know that there was something wrong with me) that I couldn't help but sad. And my mom came. And she talked with me. She always prove that she loves me. She helped me a lot to face my problems (she even doesn't know what are my probs, but she always help!). She reminded me of God. Now I feel really sorry for been that bad. For didn't want a life, for forgot God, for was angry about life, for been so bad that I could lose my faith. I'm SO sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now I understand my parents more. They just want me to be success. They just want the best for me. But sometimes I didn't understand their way of thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now I found that it's easy to fall down in the negative valley, but it's REALLY hard to climb up to the positive mountain. I'm trying now, and will always be trying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to give a little help. I want to share you some strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These are my notes, and graceful positive words I write down myself (before and after I fall). Hope these could help you as they helped me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432588725266648914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S2RuqZxPj1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/BqCV7942JcI/s400/gratefulheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432589365822206322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S2RvPsBlsXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/yveZYQI7zfc/s400/Dearest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2633708090710151484?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2633708090710151484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2633708090710151484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2633708090710151484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2633708090710151484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/01/dearest-janice-agnes.html' title='Dearest Janice Agnes.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/S2RuqZxPj1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/BqCV7942JcI/s72-c/gratefulheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-5557333836073996867</id><published>2010-01-28T11:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:52:02.064+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick!</title><content type='html'>Entah knapa, akhir" ini gw jd sering sakit. Contohnya 2 minggu yg lalu, hari senen gw sakit perut, jd ga skolah. Hari jumat gw kena ujan di skolah trus pulangnya demam. Hari senen brikutnya badan gw masi ga enak, tp gw paksa skolah. Slasanya gw ga tahan lagi ngikutin plajaran gara" gw demam n pusing, akirnya pulang jam ke6. Rabunya gw ga masuk skolah krn blm sembuh. Trus minggu ini gw kena flu, jd pilek terus n kadang" batuk. Dari slasa gw tahan n masuk skolah, tp gw ga ada mood buat blajar. Tmen gw sampe godain, "kog lu sakit tiap hari slasa sih?" hahaha. Gw jg gatau! Gw jg gamau sakit. Sakit itu ga enak, badan rasanya gamau kompromi sama otak. Trus gw jd ga konsen blajar, n ktinggalan plajaran kalo ga masuk. Gw udah 3x ga masuk nih semester 2. Mayan bnyk jg ktinggalannya! Masalahnya di smak5, shari ga masuk aja udah brp plajaran dilewatin. Apalagi plajaran yg penting".. Gawat jg kan. Gw jg gamau sakit ga sembuh" gini. Huwaaa. Gw harus cepet sehat! Apa gw kekurangan vitamin? Protein? Lemak? Oksigen? Halah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-5557333836073996867?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/5557333836073996867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=5557333836073996867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5557333836073996867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5557333836073996867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2508897983308009233</id><published>2009-12-24T17:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:44:08.095+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could this inspire you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all. Just read it if you have time.. I just want to share some of my thinking and inspiration i got. Not trying to teach you or something. Mind to read? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, always being someone "the best" isn't really important. To make your own "image" in your school, family, office, and everywhere, and build your "great image" and become the "greatest person" in your world. Trying to be "popular" and trying so hard to join the most "popular" gang in the school is useless. You know, whatever are you at school : the nerdy, the class clown, the popular one, the cleverest, the stupid one, the freak, or anybody else - that "image" will never show what are the real you. Trying too hard to build your "image" is unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think your life worth for? Being somebody "great" and make people see your unreal "image" you build, something fake, your fake "mask"? Why are you afraid to show the real you, your truely nature? Are you afraid people would not want to be your friend? Afraid of people would talk something bad about you? Afraid of "bad image" people would give to you? Ha ha. The truth is, people (who you see right now is your friend) wants to be your friend just because the "image" you built. And the "good image" you get right now is just given to your "image" you built. Not for the REAL you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i'd like to be myself, and enjoy my life as it flow, simply careless to useless things, forget the bad things and always try to be positive. I don't care of showing people who am i for real (even if i'm lazy, freak, or crazy). I don't care of "image" people is given to me. So what? This is my life, not yours. I don't care of people who doesn't want to be my friend just because i'm freak. I think, a real friend is someone who always wants to be your friend no matter what. And they can accept you for who you are, your good side and bad side. If people hate me because i'm not "perfect", yes they are not my friend. Even being alone is okay for me, as i'm always be myself. I'm what i'm, your opinion isn't needed. HAHA. Of course, i always try to decrease my bad habits, like lazy, too talkative, very curious, and others. I always practice to e more positive. I know i'm not perfect, and no one is. Because we're human and not God. Everybody has their own bad character, and that is NORMAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the most important thing is : to know the reason of your life. Everything has a reason. What do you live for? What is the TRUTH in this life? Who created you and what for? What can you do to give you happiness? Where you can get the real peace? Who give you the real peace? Do you think your life is already perfect? Do you feel there's an emptiness in your heart that hasn't filled?&lt;br /&gt;Find the TRUTH in your life! Find your Creator who can give you peace! Try to live a life that is meaningful and worth for. Try to be a better man each day. Find your true happiness, and go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be yourself, never give up, and enjoy your life! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[by: Janice Agnes]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2508897983308009233?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2508897983308009233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2508897983308009233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2508897983308009233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2508897983308009233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/12/could-this-inspire-you.html' title='Could this inspire you?'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6595242886632833152</id><published>2009-12-19T16:26:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T17:04:34.209+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009. I love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Century Gothic" size=2&gt;DUUUHHH. ga trasa bgt yah. tau" 2009 udah hampir brakir. tau" udah hampir natalan lagi. tau" hampir taun baru lagi. prasaan gue belom smpat ngapa"in.... kok waktu ga trasa cepet bgt berlalu yaaa. hahaha tiap taon pasti gue mikir gtu.&lt;br /&gt;"beh, kok udah 2008 ya??"&lt;br /&gt;"behhh udah 2009!! cepet bgt"&lt;br /&gt;"BEHHH UDAH MAU 2010!"&lt;br /&gt;wkakakak.&lt;br /&gt;gue mrasa tambah tua. ga juga sih. apa ya. gitu deh. susah ya jelasin nya.&lt;br /&gt;tapi gue seneng 2010 bakal ada WORLD CUP 2010!! YEYYY. seruuuuuu *hearts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm coba gue inget" lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;gue ngapain aja di 2009..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# kelas X6.. SERU BGT!! qta sering gokil bareng, kelas X6 selalu seru, bikin gue betah skolah...&lt;br /&gt;# liburan kenaekan kelas... gue ngapain ya? prasaan gue jalan" tiap hari. wkakak&lt;br /&gt;# naek kelas XISOS. dan gue benci kenaekan kelas ini. (bukannya gue ga pengen naek kelas!) tapi ga seru aja, tmen" gue pada misah, ipa-ips, ada yg pindah skolah... gue sedih.. sebenernya gue pengen keadaan ttep gitu aja sebelum naek kelas, soalnya hidup gue lagi seru bgt waktu itu, temen" seru smua, banyak kenangan deh pokoknya. aaaaaa. kangen masa" kelas 10. tapi waktu harus slalu berjalan ya... makanya kita musti menghidupi hidup kita sebaik mungkin. &lt;br /&gt;# Amel pindah ke canada. Jeo pindah skolah. Odille ke inter. Renren pindah juga. HIKS. Ktemu mereka jadi jarang. &lt;br /&gt;# tau" gue udah umur 16. (maksutnya ulang taun) dan berasa tua. dulu pas umur 15, (kok gaya ngomong gue kek kakek" sih) dulu pas umur 15, gue merasa hidup sangat mnyenangkan dan gue ga pengen umur gue nambah" lagi. Wkakaka! Umur 15 tuh paling seruu! tapi gue sneng sih, ulang taun ke 16 gue seru. temen" nyalamin smua *berasa artis sehari*. cuma itu sih serunya. tapi gue ga smpet nraktir temen". HUEHUEHUE sorry beybeh.&lt;br /&gt;# Skarang d klas XI, gue menjadi ANAK MALAS. bener" kehidupan yg menyedihkan. Blajar sks sampe tgh malem lebih, tdur sbntar, ke skolah, ktiduran d skolah, pulang skolah, les, ga smpat tidur lagi, banyak ulangan, pr, kerja klmpk, BANYAK BGT TUGAS GUE. gue stres. HARHARHARHAR. gue takut nih smester 2 makin heboh tugas n ulangan gue. mampus deh.tapi gue udah berjanji pada diri sndiri sih, bakal lebih rajin n berjuang sekuat mungkin untuk meraih cita-cita. *alah* pokoknya gue akan berjuaaaannggggg *cling cling cling* DO YOU SEE THESE EYES'RE BLINKING??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah begitulah ringkasan taun 2009. (ga juga sih)&lt;br /&gt;oke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Skrg keinginan gue taun 2010 (beserta janji-janji manis gue):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gue akan (berusaha) tambah rajin. pulang skolah kerjain PR deh, trus blajar. HARRRR&lt;br /&gt;2. Gue akan berjuang mengidupi diri sndiri (maksut?) yaaahh gitu deh. cari uang. (di kolong meja, bangku, kasur ye.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Gue akan memperjuangkan hobi" gue hingga bermanfaat. HA!&lt;br /&gt;4. Gue akan beli drum. (entah gimane caranya.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Gue akannnnnn menggendutkan diri. (gue juga gatau caranya!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Gue pengen anak anjing, sepeda, ipod, dan kamera. :)&lt;br /&gt;7. Gue akan jadi org yg lebih baik setiap harinya. (hari ini harus lebih baik dr kmaren!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;"SMILEE JANICE! YOU CAN DO IT!!"&lt;br /&gt;i wish X would say that to me.. WKAKAKAKAK!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6595242886632833152?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6595242886632833152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6595242886632833152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6595242886632833152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6595242886632833152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009-i-love-you.html' title='Goodbye 2009. I love you.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2883305802273594719</id><published>2009-12-13T23:24:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T15:59:09.662+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a drum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horay! Akirnya libur juga! Hahaahaha. Gua stres bgt ya skolah tiap hari. Untung liburrrr. Tapi gue lagi pengen seneng" liburan bareng temen", dan ternyata waktu liburan gw cuma sdikit yg bs dimanfaatin liburan brg temen"!! AAAA! padahal gua lagi pengennnn jalan jalan kliling jakarta. hikss. yaudah lah yahh... Bersyukur aja deh masi libur. Errr..&lt;br /&gt;Huahh... Mood gue lagi ga bagus neh. Pdhl kmaren" mood gue sangatlah hepi. Berkumpul bersama teman" sangatlah menyenangkan!!&lt;br /&gt;Oke. Mood gua ga bagus. Saat mood ga bagus gua harus melakukan sesuatu yg menyenangkan. Emmm. Ngeblog? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Tau kan keinginan gua yang sangatlah besar dan tulus dan indah dan positip? *hahaha* Gue pengen banget punya drum sendiri di rumah!!!! Biar gue bisa sering latian, sering maen, biar gue bs makin jago! Kalo ga pny drum gue ga bs latian. Dan kalo gue ga bs latian, gue ga akan makin jago. Percuma kalo tau teori tp ga bs maenin. Lagian gue bukan org super pinter nan encer yang langsung bisa begitu liat org maen. Hahaha. Gue kan harus banyak latian! (soalnya ga bakat musik. gw pernah liat tuh anak bakat musik, prasaan gampang bgt dia blajar smua jenis alat musik. enak yeh. wkwk)&lt;br /&gt;Setelah berhari-hari pencarian drum murah yang berkualitas dan keren. Akirnya gw nemu drum diskon yg keren. Sbenernya ada yang warna biru, dan itu kerennnn bgt! AAAAAA! Warna birunya sumpah gua demen bgt!!! Hiks tapi mahal ya. Dan agak ga mungkin gw beli. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Akirny gw bilang nyokap ttg keinginan gue pny drum. Dia sangat mendukung. Dan ngebantuin gw nyari" lagi. Trus kita jalan" cari drum. Gue nemu drum electric gtu. LUCU BGT! Kecil dan bs dipindah"in kmana". Gue pikir, asik neh bs dmaenin d kamar. wkwkwkwk. trus gw jatuh cinta sama drum item yg gede. AAAAAAAAAAAAA. kereeennn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu, nyokap blg nanti ijin papa dulu ya kalo mo beli. gue oke oke aja. gue sih udah berencana nabung n nyusun anggaran tahunan gue (sok keren dah kek APBN aja) buat nabung n beli tuh drum. Nah mumpung diskon, gw pengen minta dibeliin dulu trus nanti duitnya gue ganti. Akirnya gue dah memberanikan diri bilang ke bokap.&lt;br /&gt;Hari kamis. Bokap nonton TV. Jadi gue ga brani bilang.&lt;br /&gt;Hari jumat. Bokap pergi. Oke gw ga bs ngomong lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Hari sabtu. Gue yang pergi seharian. Jadi ga ktemu bokap.&lt;br /&gt;Hari minggu. Akhirnya qta ktemu! Makan malem bareng. Udah seneng" ngobrol", bcanda", dsb dsb, akhirnyaaaaa gue brani bilang.&lt;br /&gt;Dan percakapan pun dimulai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyokap: &lt;i&gt;pi, si janice mo ngmg tuh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bokap: &lt;i&gt;apa?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue: pa, &lt;i&gt;boleh ga janice beli drum? &lt;/i&gt;*memohon*&lt;br /&gt;Bokap: &lt;i&gt;nggak.&lt;/i&gt; *dgn nada datar n tegas. UGH!*&lt;br /&gt;Gue:&lt;i&gt; tapi pa, nanti janice nabung buat ganti drumnya&lt;/i&gt; *memelas*&lt;br /&gt;Bokap:&lt;i&gt; nanti brisik sampe ke tetangga" gimana?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue: &lt;i&gt;ga brisik lah, nanti maennya di kamar, trus ditutup pintunya. ga bakal kenceng" kok kalo maen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bokap: &lt;i&gt;ga ah. mahal lah drum. mending buat beli yang laen. emang kamu mo jadi apa kalo bisa maen drum? pemaen band?? trus kalo bisa maen band mau bikin apa? ....blablablablablablablablablabalablablablabla...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dan dia terus ngoceh. makin kacau n ga nyambung malah. sampe gue mo disuruh ikut kursus macem" gajelas dan gue ga suka. UGHHHHHHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus semua itu berakhir. Dan semua orang tidur. Gue masuk kamar.&lt;br /&gt;Nangis. Oke, gue jarang nangis. Tapi hari ini gw stress bgt. Trus malem ini gue nangis sebentar dgn pelan.(ga mau nangis kenceng" lah, serem abis gila malem" ada suara nangis dah kek ada apaan?! wkwkwk). Bukan cuma gara" ga dikasi beli drum. Tapi gue dibacotin dan gue merasa itu tralu banyak paksaan. Diomel"in gtu dan diatur". Gw merasa tertekan. Kenapa dia slalu maksa sih? Dan kenapa gue harus melakukan semua yg dia suruh hanya karena dia yang nyuruh?? Kenapa hidup gue harus diatur sama dia?? Gue ga mauuuuu dan gue kesel. Ini udah limit gua. Gue cuma pengen drum, malah dicramahin sampe 2 jeman kali, ga nyambung lagi!!! UGHHHHH pengen ngebanting sesuatu biar keren. Gue kesel stengah mati. Udah lah. Kalo gue punya duit, gue bakal beli smua yang gue pengen SENDIRI. Kadang gue merasa hidup ga adil. Tapi adil itu kayak apa? Hahaha. Dan gue merasa hidup ga akan pernah adil. Yang adil cuma TUHAN. Dan semua orang yg gue kenal bukan Tuhan. Gue sedih. OKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on, Janice. You can be whatever you want. God loves you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2883305802273594719?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2883305802273594719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2883305802273594719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2883305802273594719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2883305802273594719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-drum.html' title='I want a drum'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-4342321116819598218</id><published>2009-12-05T08:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:18:31.597+07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Dec 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Kristen ITC" size=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini hari pertama ulum semester 1. Ulangan pertamanya mat n sejarah. Hahaha. Trus kemaren seharian gue males"an blajar gitu, malah jogging, jalan" ke mol, maen fb, dengerin lagu, sampe malem. Dan malemnya gua udah tralu ngantuk buat ngafalin rumus mat n udah males buka buku sejarah. Kesimpulannya: &lt;i&gt;gue ga belajar sejarah sama skali, n blajar mat cuma baca" latian soal doang.&lt;/i&gt; Okeh itu tandanya anak malas sejati. Parah ye.. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Trus tadi pagi skolah rame banget sesak abis di depan" kelas, soalnya pintu kelas blom dibuka n anak" nongkrong d dpan kelas, pada duduk" berjejal"an sampe udah kek pengungsian ke mana gitu. Sesak bgt sampe gua pusing n ga bisa blajar! Akirnya gw ga afal rumus mat kuartil" tabel yang datanya banyak itu. (Dan ternyata kluar di essai nomer trakir OMG. Gue ga slese bikinnya! Wkwkwk) Trus tau" bel berbunyi cepat sekali. TIDAKKK aku belum siappp!! Gw dan gerombolan anak" lainnya memasuki ruangan ujian. Gw cari" tempat duduk, ternyata gua duduk persis di &lt;i&gt;depan meja guru&lt;/i&gt;!! AAAAA..itu mengerikan. itu intimidasi. ituuu membuatku stresss. Yah gitu deh pokoknya. Trus renungan. Gua udah mulai ngantuk tuh pas renungan.. Tau" soal mat dibagi. Gue udah cengengesan aja pasrah. Si Rudi sama Mam Pat yg ngejaga kan, mreka ngebagiin kertas absensi kehadiran, trus gw asal isi di nomer absen gue biasanya (16) dan itu salah. Hahaha. Si Mam Pat bilang: yaampun kamu isi di nomer satu dong! Kamu kan paling depan (&lt;i&gt;IYA BU, DAN SAYA JUGA GA MAUUUU&lt;/i&gt;)! Tapi untung dia ga ngomel" ato apalah gitu, tapi malah ketawa". Si Rudi dengan santainya ambil kertas yang salah nulis itu dan beranjak untuk mencari yang BARU. Si Mam nya baru mo ngomongin 'Rudi Rudi, you cant get new one', tau" si Rudi udah balik bawa yang baru. Hahaha Rudi gaulz.&lt;br /&gt;Ulangan mat pun dimulai. Gua ga ngerti cara ngerjain fungsi rasional! Gampang sih sbenernya, tp gw lupa asimtot" gitu! Essainya gw ngarang bebas deh, udah gtu ngerjain PG. Soalnya terlihat sangat banyak. Gw mulai ngitung" nomer 1, 2, 3 dan gue ngantuk. Lagi asik ngitung di kertas coretan, tau" gue ketiduran!! Dan pas gue bangun, tau" udah jam 8!....Ulangannya tinggal 1 jam lagi. Ahaha. Gw langsung ngebut ngitung" dan nginget" rumus. 5 menit sebelum bel, gue udah sangat pasrah n capek ngitung 4 nomer trakir. Dor dor dor aje. Wkwkwk.&lt;br /&gt;Istirahat... Berusaha belajar sejarah. Tapi cuma bagian (yang katanya) keluar di isian. (Dan ternyata emang bener! Sayangnya banyak yg gue lupa. Hahaha, abis bacanya cepet" sih) Abis itu bel. Masuk kelas lagi. Ngadepin soal lagi. DAN SOALNYA SANGATLAH BANYAK. (70 PG 30 isiann!!) Aduh gua paling males belajar sejarah. x( Boseeennn n ga betah gue ngafalin nama" orang, pristiwa" jadul, tanggal", dan peninggalan" jaman kuno gitu" gue ga bisa ngapalinnnn aaaa. Nah begitulah critanya hingga gue males blajar sejarah kemaren [pas pra-us gw juga ga blajar sih. Ga blajar aja gw dapet 6,12. - tuntasnya 6,5 :( - lumayan kann?? bayangkan kalo gue blajar bisa dapet brapa. 9, kali? hahaha.] Nah, bener aje, soal isiannya cuma dari fotocopian itu. Gue lagi asik ngarang campur nginget" dan udah ngerjain sampe soal nomer 29 (isiannya 30 nomer. 1 lagi isian slese!) sampe tiba-tiba gue NGANTUK dan &lt;b&gt;KETIDURAN&lt;/b&gt;. Dan nyoret kertasnya dikit. Engh. Gawat banget kan?!! Aduh gua tuh orangnya gampang ngantuk n ketiduran kalo lagi ngerjain hal yg ngebosenin. Kalo ngerjain yang gue suka n seru, ga bakal tidur gua! Makanya gw kek anak kalong: malem" begadang, di sekolah tidur. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Eeehh tau", tak disangka tak dikira... Pak Ndraha yang ngejaga kelas gue goncang" punggung gua! Gua langsung kaget bangun n siyok. (Untung gw ga ngeces. Malu abis tuh wkwkk) Dia bilang: "Ayo bangun! Bangun! Kerjain soalnya. Nih biar ga ngantuk lagi!" Dan punggung gue dipijet" keras" sama dia. Gue malah ketawa" n bilang:"Iya pak, thankyou pak! Sip pak, Oke pak." Wkwkwk gila ngelawak abis Pak Ndraha. Untung gue dibangunin sama dia! Kalo ga bisa dapet brapa sejarah gw kalo ga slese?! Hahaha. Bah gua masi ketawa" sendiri inget si Pak Ndraha ngebangunin gue. Caranya ekstrem loh bener. Masa ngebangunin dipijet"??? Wkwkwk. Ato jangan"....Dia udah berusaha bangunin gue dengan segala cara, udah dipanggil, ditepok", diplototin (ga ngepek lah ya), di sentil", dicubit, dan cara" laennya namun ga guna gw masi ga bangun"???? HAHAHA!!! ADUH!! Malu gue ngebayanginnya kalo bener gitu sihhhhh.... WUAKAKAKK ga tahan ketawa guaaa..... Emang gw susah bangun nih! Nyokap gue tiap pagi stress ngebangunin gue. Ditreakin brkali" ga bangun" wkwkwk. Oke, ini hanya 'jangan-jangan' kan bisa aja emang cara dia ngebangunin murid yang ketiduran pas ulangan umum emang ekstrem gitu. Ngelawak abis. Gw sampe diketawain org" di seblah" gue. &lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya sejarah selesai. (Pas slese udah tinggal ber-3 gua di kelas. Hahaha) &lt;br /&gt;Trus pulang, gw ngobrol" sama Ira, Dea, Jeje dan becanda" ttg obaja, ngelawak" gitu ngebayangin kalo dy bikin obake. Qtq bayangin kata" menggelikan nya buat ngegodain orang. Sedih abis gila kalo jd orang yg ditakut"in. Bisa muntah darah. Bwakakak. Trus qta sampe ke wese.&lt;br /&gt;Di wese itu kosong, ga ada orang selaen kita,. Trus kita masi smpet ngobrol" n becanda" gitu, gua lagi pengen pipis n nyari wese duduk. Pas gw mo buka pintu paling ujung.... Tiba" pintunya kayak ada yang buka dari dalem!!!! (pegangan pintunya bunyi 'gredek2' gitu trus kek mo keputer) Gua kaget n langsung ngibrit ke belakang Dea sambil tereak (bukan teriak sih sbenernya, kayak ngeluarin suara 'aaa..aaa..aa..' dengan nada horor saking gua siyoknya). Si Ira juga langsung ngibrit ke ujung wese! Tiba-tiba,, pintunya KEBUKA! gue sama ira n dea udah jerit" gitu!! (gatau jerit apaan pokoknya udah 'aaaa' 'hiiiyy' 'wuaaa' macem" gtu) TAU-TAU yang keluar.....bestindo. OKEH. Qta langsung ketawa ngakak gtu. Parah bgt! Deg-deg-an juga gela, gw syok!! Untung yang kuar bukan macem". Bisa jerit" gue hahahahaha. Trus akirnya kita becanda" lagi. Aduuhhh hari ini kocak bgt dehhhh. Ada-ada ajaaa. Hahahahaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-4342321116819598218?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/4342321116819598218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=4342321116819598218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4342321116819598218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4342321116819598218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/12/4-dec-2009.html' title='4 Dec 2009'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-1829432674601717454</id><published>2009-11-30T20:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:40:44.933+07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 random questions about me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="KristenITC" size=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I made it myself...so, sorry if this' unimportant n freaking out! HAHAHAHA&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the most classic situation happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;: When I really need something, sometimes it losts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the best part of watching football match?&lt;br /&gt;: When I could see my favorite team win in the final! It's so wonderful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What eye color you'd like to see the most?&lt;br /&gt;: Greyish blue or chrystal sky blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do if you find your friend is smoking?&lt;br /&gt;: I would scream out loud in front of him/her face and smack that bloody ciggerate off his/her mouth!! I hate smoke and everybody who smokeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your hobby when you're five y.o?&lt;br /&gt;: I don't remember! Maybe drawing or coloring?? Wkwkwk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you just had found that your boyfriend likes a band/artist you hate the most, what would you do?? (ex. miley cyrus or jonas brother)&lt;br /&gt;: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! Wth! Wtf! Hahaha. it's a big noooo! I would cry hardly in front of him! I would influence him to hate that artist tooo HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the most favorite outfit you'd love to wear the most?&lt;br /&gt;: Simple shirt and shorts or jeans and sandals or boots! I love boots, they're so cool! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is the most drama and "sinetron" situation you ever had?&lt;br /&gt;: When I found out that one of my friend is a FREAK and totally "lebayyyyy" (her words are very very "sinetron abissss"!!) aaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When was the greatest time you'd love to go back?&lt;br /&gt;: My lovely time in 9E with so much great memories........I miss my lovely friends so much...!! and my time at X6! X6 was so cool too. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What would you do if today there is a math exam and you don't have time to study because you'd just  knew it??&lt;br /&gt;: I would run to the toilet and call my mum to pick me up at school and go home immedately before everyone realize that i was there! I would pretend to be sick and do the exam later! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-1829432674601717454?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/1829432674601717454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=1829432674601717454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1829432674601717454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1829432674601717454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-random-questions-about-me.html' title='10 random questions about me!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6590210282401725771</id><published>2009-11-29T08:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T08:24:08.049+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini Gawat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="KristenITC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw kan jadi asisten di skolah minggu greja gw. Dan anak"nya bandel" n brisik bgt. (yah namanya juga anak kcil..) guru" skolah minggu dan asisten jg selalu brusaha mengajar hal" yg baik &amp; firman Tuhan. Tapi ternyata, pengetahuan mereka masi sangat dangkal ttg alkitab. Aduh parah bgt deh..&lt;br /&gt;Pas anak" kecil umur krg lbh 7-10 taun ditanyain quiz: &lt;i&gt;Tuhan Yesus lahir dimana?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mereka jawabnya :&lt;i&gt;di kandang domba&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus ditanya lagi: &lt;i&gt;iya, di kota apa?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mereka gatau.&lt;br /&gt;Trus dikasi bantuan:&lt;i&gt;huruf depannya 'B'..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mereka jawabnya...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brazil! Belanda!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Kenapa gampang bgt mreka lupa smua ajaran skolah minggu slama ini?! Gawat bgt kan. Masa kerja kami slama ini sia".. Ukh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6590210282401725771?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6590210282401725771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6590210282401725771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6590210282401725771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6590210282401725771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/11/ini-gawat.html' title='Ini Gawat.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-986581096946944494</id><published>2009-11-21T10:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T10:49:10.141+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="KristenITC" size=2&gt;Hai teman teman ! Hahaha. Gue lagi pengen nulis tentang kebahagiaan melawan kestresan. Sebab akhir2 ini makin banyak orang stres di dunia. Trutama orang2 yang gw kenal, dan trmasuk gw sndiri. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut gue, &lt;i&gt;being happy is a choice.&lt;/i&gt; kebahagiaan itu pilihan kita, apakah kita &lt;b&gt;mau&lt;/b&gt; merasa bahagia ato nggak. Memang lingkungan dan atmosper orang" di skitar kita sangat brpngaruh, tapi yang memiliki hati dan perasaan dan pikiran itu kan kita sendiri. Biarpun sekitar kita menyebalkan n bkin bete, jangan biarkan kita kehilangan kebahagiaan &amp; kedamaian dr hati kita. Caranya? Pikirkan hal" yang baik n positive aja! Tanamkan dlm hatimu, bahwa &lt;b&gt;hari ini gue mau bahagia. Masalah apapun yg menghadang ga akan bisa ngerebut kebahagiaan gue.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin?&lt;br /&gt;Oke. Hahaha. Gw udah survey dan mengalami sndiri, dan ingin brbagi tentang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAL-HAL (POSITIVE) YANG BISA BIKIN BAHAGIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meskipun masi dikit n ga smua orang bisa mlakukannya kan? Ga smua orang sama kan. Kayaknya hal" dibawah ini bakal brfungsi buat orang" yg punya persepsi yg sama ato mirip" gue deh.Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAL-HAL (POSITIVE) YANG BISA BIKIN BAHAGIA:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Tidur.&lt;/b&gt; prinsip gue sih, kalo ngantuk tidur aje. Hahaha. Gak gak. Kalo stress n pengen ngelupain hal yg mnyedihkan, tidur aja. Sblm tidur, pkirin hal" yg baik dan syukuri hal" yg mnyenangkan hari itu! Tidur bisa bikin lu lupa hal yg bkin sebel, dan ngabisin waktu untuk hal yg baik kan :istirahat? Drpd lu bangun n trus"an mikir hal itu lbh baik tdur! :)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Mandi.&lt;/b&gt; kdengarannya sepele kan? Tp kalo abis mlewati hari yg bikin bete, mandi bisa "menjernihkan" pikiran. Saat mandi, otot" yg letih bisa relax lg, dan tubuh yg kotor n lengket bs bersih lg, wajah kembali segar dan bersih! Mandi itu mringankan beban pikiran loh. Sambil mandi, pikirin hal" positip aja, nyanyiin lagu" yg lu demen, yg bs bkin lu ceria lagi. Nyanyi di kamar mandi ga dosa lagi.. Ga ada yg dger ini. (tp jaga volume ya!) Hahaha. Lagian biasanya suara kita kedengeran keren di kamar mandi. (soalnya kita sndri yg dger) Hahaha. Abis mandi n keringin badan, coba liat kaca deh. Dan SENYUM! Wajah anda pasti terlihat lebih cantik dan bercahaya! *halah.* hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Jalan" keliling mall.&lt;/b&gt; Kita bisa ngapain aja di mall. Liat" baju n spatu keren, makan mkanan enak, beli buku n komik, nongkrong maen inet, liat cogan, macem" deh. Huahua!&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;makan/minum sesuatu yg enak!&lt;/b&gt; hehe. Maap ya yg lagi diet, uda gw blg ini bwt org yg cocok sm gw, sama" hrs 'mengendutkan' badan. Jd pelariannya makan. Makan mknn lezat bs bkin hepi loh. Krn otak kita mikirinnya makanan yg kita suka, jd kita bs lupain mslh deh. Hehe. Apa mknn favorite lu? Kalo gue, cakes n pizza! Gw dmennnn bgt sgala jenis cake. Hahaha. Kalo minuman favorit? Buat gue, lemon! Lemon tea, lemonade, dll sangat menyegarkan. Hahaha. Gw jg demen kopi dan coklat. Starbuks n bensol, paling manteb! :) skali", &lt;i&gt;be good to yourself!&lt;/i&gt; nabung deh buat beli mkanan fav lu. Hehehe. Buat yg lagi diet..Makan jg membantu ngilangin stres loh! Ganti cemilan manis &amp; berlemak dgn &lt;b&gt;buah.&lt;/b&gt; buah segar dan &lt;br /&gt;sayuran hijau bisa ngurangin stres loh. Udah gt bisa bikin pencernaan lancar &amp; nurunin kolesterol. Sekali mndayung, 2-3 pulau terlewati kan? Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Olahraga.&lt;/b&gt; olahraga itu mnyenangkan! Bikin sehat! Ngurangin stres! Makanya, sediain waktu olahraga 3 kali sminggu scara bertahap..Itu jangka waktu plg baik buat O.R! Lakukan olahraga yg lu demen aja. Biar bikin hepi! Misalnya maen basket, sepakbola, tenis, bultang, jogging, apa aja deh.. Ajak temen juga biar lebih smangat! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Dengerin ato maen musik.&lt;/b&gt; musik itu sangat baik buat prkmbangan otak.Dan sarana yg bagus buat ngelepas stres. Dengerin lagu" yg bisa bkin lu hepi aja, dan yg bs nyemangatin waktu lu down. Kalo bisa maen musik, maen aja! Kan asik tuh bisa dpt inspirasi jg. Bnyk kan musisi yg dpt inspirasi dari pngalaman buruk dan problema hdup mreka? Mreka aja bs bikin lagu bagus. Ayo kamu pasti bisa! Hehe. Kalo ga bs maen musik? Aduh...Blajar dong!! Asal genjreng ditambah banyak latian, lama" pasti bisa. Hehehe. &lt;b&gt;Ga ada yang ga mungkin selama ada kemauan dan iman!&lt;/b&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke friendss. Segitu dulu yah! Nanti gw update lagi untuk tambahan hal2 yang menyenangkannya.. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Yang terpenting, jalani semua hal yg lu lakukan dengan sepenuh hati dan sukacita! Perasaan yang baik bisa mengubah smua hari hitam-mu menjadi indah! Dari pikiran lu aja, lu bisa mengubah nasib lu! &lt;i&gt;Love yourself and your body! Don't blame on your body whatever problem you get. Love yourself and respect others!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Rite then... Do them well yah! Kbanyakan teori jg ga guna. Lakukan aja hal2 &lt;u&gt;positif&lt;/u&gt; yg menyenangkan buat lu, meski dianggep orang aneh. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys! Take good care of yourself ya! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by:Janice Agnes&lt;br /&gt;-karangan sndiri men. Gw anti copicat! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Nb: kalo ada yg baca ini, dan merasa lebih baik, kasi tau gue yah! Gw akan sangat senang mengetahui tulisan gw berguna bwt orang lain. :D&lt;br /&gt;Comment? Twitter? Fb? Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-986581096946944494?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/986581096946944494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=986581096946944494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/986581096946944494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/986581096946944494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/11/happiness.html' title='The Happiness.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-7622494840357686382</id><published>2009-11-02T17:30:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:06:27.689+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I don't know" --a crush song</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Kristen ITC" size=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Don't Know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can say and figure out a way&lt;br /&gt;To tell you I love you and make you love me too&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard for me to reach you&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I saw you I couldn't act normally&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to be your friend&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel the way I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just knew that you are my friend's love&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to get her rid of you&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be a backstabber&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be in a silly-friends-fight&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say, to feel, to do...&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I saw you acrossed in front me&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I found you smile to me&lt;br /&gt;I can't think anything but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anything happen between you and her&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a boy-chaser&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be in love&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna love you too&lt;br /&gt;If I know, If I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just think about you&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to see you&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna loose you&lt;br /&gt;What's this feeling? Feels confused and but happy inside&lt;br /&gt;Let me do this.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you look at me&lt;br /&gt;I'll make her stop to expecting you&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can... Oh-Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;By Janice (I want to say I made this myself) Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;23.10.09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: I think it's too long. and i don't think it could called a song. I haven't got the melody at all. Hahaha. My english isn't so good! I can feel there's many wrong grammar and vocab. Ah I'm careless! At least i have tried!!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-7622494840357686382?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/7622494840357686382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=7622494840357686382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7622494840357686382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7622494840357686382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-know-crush-song.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t know&quot; --a crush song'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-8956861600520860548</id><published>2009-10-14T13:50:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:22:16.787+07:00</updated><title type='text'>So damn gloomy here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Kristen ITC"&gt;Hai. Hanya ingin memberitahu..&lt;br /&gt;Blog ini nggak eksis. Gua harap gitu sih. Hm, yah kalo ada yang sampe disini dan terlanjur baca...ya udah. hahaha. tapi gue males sih kalo banyak orang yang baca, trus sok-sok tau &amp; sok pengen tau khidupan gue sebenernya. kecuali temen2 tercinta gue tentunya, jika anda menemukan link blog ini di daerah kekuasaan mereka. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ya. berita utamanya sih sbenernya...gue sedang mengalami dilema. What kinda dilema? Banyak deh. Hahaha. Sok sibuk bener. Pertama, rumah gue yang terlihat alami indah nan mungil namun berantakan ini mulai membuat gue depresi dan kesal. Bukan masalah rumahnya sihhh tapi orang2 di dalamnya (tidak termasuk gue) sering membuat gue kesel dan bete. Nyokap gue sih emang orangnya baik, tapi kadang terlalu baek juga ga bisa marah. (enak sih) tapi masalahnya orang2 lain di dalamnya selalu bikin gue bete. di rumah kerjaan gue jadi tidur mulu dan baca komik hahaha. gue kan males blajarr! abis stiap kali gue udah mau rajin, selalu ada gangguan...&lt;br /&gt;trus gue sebel dan bosen di sekolah. Mungkin udah pada tau ya. Tapi itulah masalah2 gue akhir2 ini. Pertama, banyak banget tugas dan ulangan setiap hari bikin gue kesel, bete, badmood, marah2, males blajar, dan teman2nya yang gak kalah buruknya. Mugkin kalian semua (yah ato setidaknya beberapa diantara kalian) berpikir bahwa kehidupan gue menyenangkan dan gue selalu terlihat hepi. Hehehe. Gak sepenuhnya salah sih, tapi sebenernya kehidupan gue gak semenyenangkan itu. Gue juga banyak masalah dan depresi kok. Kalo gue keliatan hepi bahagia cheerful dan penuh semangat (hm sbenarnya belebihan ya kan) itu semua karna kerja keras gue. Hahaha. Gue ga mau masalah2 hidup gue yang sepele gini mengganggu kehidupan gue di manapun. Jadi prinsip gue..Masalah rumah ya buat di rumah aja, masalah di sekolah ya buat di sekolah. Gue ga mau nyampur2 masalah atau bakal bikin gue bete pol.&lt;br /&gt;Makanya gue selalu berusaha hepi dan menghargai kehidupan yang gue jalani. Pengennya sih selalu bersyukur, menuruti saran dan perintah Tuhan. Tapi kadang sulit juga bersyukur di tengah problem yang menumpuk, pekerjaan rumah yang gak kelar2, bahan ulangan yang dashyat bukan kepalang, kerjaan kelompok yang spertinya makin menjulang, dan semua masalah anak sekolah lainnya. Hahaha. Setiap hari gue pasti mikir "God, kalo gue gak sekolah disini pasti nilai gua bakalan lebih bagus, gue ga bakal se-setres ini, dan kesehatan gue pasti lebih baik". Sayangnya itu hanya pikiran gua aja. Gimana cara bagi waktu antara PR dan tugas sekolah dengan hal2 yang gue sukai ato hobi gue, ato hal2 yang pengen gue lakuin laennya?? Misalnya gue pengen punya band. Ato gue pengen nyari duit sendiri dengan ngejual sesuatu yang bermakna. Gue juga pengen bisa skating, ato in-line skate, dan pengen punya skateboard. Tapi duit gue ga gitu banyak dan gue akui, gue boros. Jadi tiap liat barang cute yang sangat imut gue bakal mikir "ahhh skateboard bisa nabung nanti2. ini barang sayang kalo ga dibeli". dan duit gue selalu terkuras dengan pemikiran itu, yang berarti sampe sekarang gue masi ga bisa beli skateboard sendiri (ortu gue mana mmau beliin sih). Bahkan gue ga inget barang2 cute yang menyita dompet gue itu apa aja. Hahahaha. Hem, harap diingat ya, gue masi menulis tentang sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;Kedua, alasan gue sebel sekolah adalah harus dateng pagi jam stengah 7 dan kalo telat gue musti apel! peraturan sampah! gue pengen bikin petisi yang menolak jam masuk sekolah pukul stengah 7 dan adanya apel!!! (tapi gue males sih)&lt;br /&gt;Ketiga, minimnya stok cowok cakep di sekolah. Hahahaha. alasan yang konyol yah. tapi di smak5 banyakan cewek cakep daripada cowok cakep. sedih juga sih. perbandingan cowok cakep sama biasa aja paling 1:50! ato 1:100. ugh. makanya gue sebel dan takut, kalo standar cowok cakep gue menurun. Hahaha. Trus ya. gue baru nyadar ada cowok cute di sekolah gue. gue berharap bisa jadi temen dia. da ternyata dia baek banget. eh tapi gue baru tau kalo temen gue ada yang udah suka n cinta mati gitu sama dia dari dulu. gue baru tauuu pas gue udah naksir tampang diaa.. ahhh gue sebel... trus tuh temen gue 1 lagi kayak ga suka kalo gue demen sama anak itu. jadinya kan gue serba salah. emang knapa kalo gue demen sama dia sih. kan belom tentu dia suka sama gue. lagian gue kan ga bermaksud sengaja ngerebut gebetan temen gue.. =.= lama2 hidup gue kayak komik banget sihhh. hahaha. (biasa, kebanyakan baca komik). biasanya di komik, kalo tokoh utamanya broken heart, bakal ada cowok 1 lagi tiba2 muncul di kehidupannya trus suka sama dia gitu. hahaha. tapi spertinya gak akan terjadi sama gue. lagian gue choosy banget. hahaha. gue pengen punya cowo cakep xD (ngimpi lu yah janice.) gue pengen punya cowo bule. mata biru. tampang latin kayak spanyol kan keren. hahaha. ini udah kawasan dreamland gue. ngaco neh.&lt;br /&gt;oke. hahaha. besok gue camp leadership loh. sepertinya asik. (gue harap asik) gue pengen soloing! :) sepertinya seruu. aku pasti berani hahaha. tapi bawaan nya gila men. banyak banget. padahal cuma buat dua hari semalem doang?! duh. gitu deh kehidupan gue. sebenernya cukup seru. hahaha. kata bokap gue (salah satu kata bijaknya yang gue inget): "emang sih banyak kejadian sedih. tapi jangan tralu dipikirin. anggep aja variasi kehidupan." gue cinta kata2 variasi kehidupan itu. keren. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Okelah. selesaiii posting guee. gue capek nuliss. Hahaha. Kemaren malem, gue baca Chicken Soup yang tebaru, edisi life's support gitu. trus ada cerita ttg orang yang demen nulis puisi buat nyalurin perasaannya. gue jadi terinspirasi buat nulis blog hari ini. Hahaha. Ternyata bener, kalo kita nyalurin perasaan kita dengan baik (buat gue yah berbentuk tulisan antah brantah ini) prasaan sedih kita bisa menipis. Setidaknya gara2 capek nulis kita jadi lupa prasaan sebel kita. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oke sekian. See you sometime (maybe my next bad mood times. Hahaha) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-8956861600520860548?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/8956861600520860548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=8956861600520860548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8956861600520860548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8956861600520860548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-damn-gloomy-here.html' title='So damn gloomy here.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2830640769317373629</id><published>2009-08-27T17:08:00.016+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T18:48:55.227+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcomee to my blog :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Kristen ITC"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hi guys! welcome to my blog! hehehe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat datang d blog gw yg jauh dari khalayak umum ini, yang jarang anda temukan di link2 blog lainnya, jarang anda temukan di mana mana (di fb gw aja ga ada wkwkwk), dan jarang jarang anda akan berkunjung dan melihat2 kmari. wkwkwk. hebat juga anda bisa sampai kesini! wow. congrats!! wkwkwk&lt;br /&gt;gw juga jarang ngepost nih hahaaa. hmm.sorry to my secret admirer. (nyahahhaa)&lt;br /&gt;yaahh iseng2 aja sih gw ngeblog. (kok gw jd curhat) jadi kawan2..isi blog gw ini bermacam2. mulai dri kesibukan gw yang tiada abisnya, perjalanan hidup gw yang indah, kisah2 lucu yg gw bagikan, inspirasi dan aspirasi gw, picts of people i admire, curhat2 gw, dan lain lain. wkwkwk. :)&lt;br /&gt;saking bosennya ga ada kerjaan (ahahaaa.anda harus terbiasa mendengar, ups membaca gw nulis 'gada kerjaan'. sebenernya banyak tau! wkwkwkwk. maksud gw gada kerjaan itu klo gw sudah sangat bosan hingga teringat bloggiee.wkwkwk)&lt;br /&gt;akirnya gw nulis ini! wkwkwk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw lagi boseen blajaaarr!!! huhu. yah kalian smua harus maklum, gw masi pelajar yang butuh dukungan dan doa agar semangat blajar di skolah dan di rumah. wkwkwk. yaudahh gara2 gw bosen, lebih baik baca crita gw aja yaa. (loh. kan yg bosen gw?! wkwkk) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font face="kristenItc" size=3 color=red&gt; I Love My Pets!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my pets.&lt;br /&gt;all animals who live in my home will be long-lasting life and happy and become fat. wkwkwkk. that's true! so, if you guys don't like your pets anymore, it will be so great if you give it to me. :) I would be pleasure to pet them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Esteem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; species: a Jave turtle&lt;br /&gt; gender: female&lt;br /&gt; age: 10 y.o (ESTEEEM! I LOVE YOU SO xD)&lt;br /&gt; color: black with yellow stips on her head, and some abstract colorize side of belly.&lt;br /&gt; specification: very kind and cute turtle.and i think she is the most clever turtle ever. wkwkwk. because she is a great traveller, and she has been travelled all my house! diffrent with another turtles, she lived in my backyard, and not in a pond. wkwkwk. she is the cutest turtle i ever have. she has a smiling face (and it's true! really you must see it yourself!) i love her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Orangie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; species: a Mini Gold Fish&lt;br /&gt; gender: female&lt;br /&gt; age: 5 y.o (HAVE YOU EVER IMAGINE HOW A GOLD FISH COULD LIVE THIS LONG???? ;D)&lt;br /&gt; color: goldie orange (very orange. like an orange.-i mean fruit) &amp; SHINY! lol&lt;br /&gt; specification: very very very cuteeee and awesome gold fish!! she is very clever. she is very cuteee. she loves to eat. she loves me! ahahaha. and she is the most though goldfish. altough her friends (d'king &amp; peedy -died because an accident.aaaargh i love them too!) already died, but she keep living alone and she can still looks cheerful now. i really love her! she is so beautiful. she loves to dance! if you give her food, she will dance along and circling her pond. very funny! hahaha. she's fast too! ahhh i love herrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mousie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; species: A mini white mouse&lt;br /&gt; gender: male&lt;br /&gt; age: about 8-9 months.&lt;br /&gt; color: white as a folio paper with red eyes and pink tail and ears. very cute!&lt;br /&gt; specification: at first we pet him, he was so tiny. rite now! he is so fat and cuddly! hahahaha. i feed him very well ;) .he loves to eat anything. most anything. there're some kinda food he doesnt like too. i like to test him with any kind of foods in my house. hahaha. he is very lazy and quiet. but if he is hungry he will cry. very funny! hahaha. i love him! he is so cute.. you know first time i hug him and put in my palms, he is so warm with his soft furr! kyaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hamsey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; species: an albino hamster (junglean i think? hahaha! i probably wrong)&lt;br /&gt; gender: female&lt;br /&gt; age: about 5-6 months&lt;br /&gt; color: white as snow! (even whiter than Mousie) with big dark red eyes, and pink ears.&lt;br /&gt; specification: very very very very active hamster i have ever seen! seriously! real hamster don't do something like this usually. she is the greatest hamster ever. i think her bones is unbreakable and her brain already broken, so she become like this :P . she loves sunflower seeds (all hamsters do so) and all Mousie's food. she always keep her food in her mouth first then she'll dig a hole and put it inside. clever. she always has food bank for her hungry nites. hahaha. i love her too! she is very noisy, and has very much diffrents with Mousie! she is very fast. you'll never stop to see her run and jump and roll and smack her cage off. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Brett&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; species: I dont know about birds, maybe he's a wild bird. usual, you can find this species everywhere. i mean not a sparrow.&lt;br /&gt; gender: male. (my maid say so, i dont know about birds! hahaa)&lt;br /&gt; age: about 3-4 months&lt;br /&gt; color: black wings, grey head, white belly, some yellow spot on his side.&lt;br /&gt; specification: you know what's the diffrent him with another pet? what makes him stunning??? HE (and his sister who already runaway. ckckk.) WAS BORN IN MY GARDEN!!! His mother and father built a nest on a big tree inside my house. and somehow his mother laid 2 eggs. and oneday that eggs became 2 lil birds. all my family watched their grown day by day gracefully, until the day they can fly. wow. when we were very fond of their life, my maid catched them and separate them from their parents. it was a sad view. their parents were looking after them and cried. very poor.&lt;br /&gt;but now.... Brett lives happily in my homee and make friends with Mousie. But i dont know why, he hates Hamsey ! they often fight each other, and i always be the one who stop it.hahaha. very funny. And once, he ever jumped to my finger and funnily played with my clothes. very funny!!! i love him! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh i love my pets!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah udah ya.gw capek ngetik. belom bikin pr lg. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;thanks udah mampir!&lt;br /&gt;byebyee!&lt;br /&gt;muahh!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2830640769317373629?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2830640769317373629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2830640769317373629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2830640769317373629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2830640769317373629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcomee-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcomee to my blog :)'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-7693885686493037518</id><published>2009-08-13T17:39:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:56:08.095+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Kristen ITC" size=2&gt;I'm sorry for being in a stress mode....&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired and sick of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;school.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very very bored of school ;; wake up in the morning, taking bath in hurry, running after the school bell, start studying, reading school books, listening teachers, doing exercise at school, writing notes, read some presentation, working on the tests (till now i already got 2 tests), going home, doing homeworks, taking a nap (coz usually i'm soo tired after school), start to study for tomorrow's exam, sleep late,.... feels so HAPPY could have some rest and cuddling pillows and bolwsters, dreaming of many happiness i couldn't get,...fall asleep,.....and wake up in the morning because of the shocking alarm clock. And my routinity began again.;; taking bath in hurry, running after school bell, start doing tests, studying...so and so....&lt;br /&gt;EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO. Lets see from another side.... I don't care my life is making me crazy now...But i still have many things to be thank for......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# I still have a school. and have many friends who suffer from this sick routinity too, EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# I'm a social student. i mean however the bad tasks i have to do, science students should do even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# I have got very nice friends.... they're always there somehow.., encourage me everytime I down, help me through my worse days, make me smile and laugh so much more than i can remember, and share our bad times and good times together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# I have a kind family.. they love me... and they always take care of me and make sure that I do all of my job (as a daughter and student)... let me go to the mall and watch some nice movie together.. give me advices, support me, inspire me, and &lt;br /&gt;so much great things they do for me... and I think my mom is the greatest mom i've ever got. I love my family whatever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# I have a veryvery.........loving Father.........&lt;br /&gt;and He is always cares and bless me everyday.... From Him i learn so much kindness and mercy, and how to treat others in His great ways.... I know sometimes I'm stupid and rude to others, but He has forgiven my sins which even i can't forgive myself. He always loves me with unconditional love. Honestly, i've never found any other greater faithful love than His love to me. He is my strength and living water in my desert life;; so until now I'M STILL ALIVE . I know He has a great purpose in my life....and i know whatever life i'm in, He always loves me and I love Him too...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO....I know i'm blessed. I know I still have something to do with my life. I know I should be thankful for everything happen to me.  I'm sure I will and I can do many thing BETTER than just do some routine things-i'm getting crazy with.&lt;br /&gt;I love my life.......I know I'm here for a reason....... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOoo.My beloved friend.Just live your life as it's for God and not for others. HAVE A LOVELY LIFE ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Janice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-7693885686493037518?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/7693885686493037518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=7693885686493037518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7693885686493037518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7693885686493037518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-416978974659166543</id><published>2009-08-01T16:22:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:28:43.475+07:00</updated><title type='text'>school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Kristen ITC"&gt;Hehehehehehee. setelah skian lama ga ngisi. kok blog gw jd aneh yaa.duh.. ada yg brubah sndiri. hmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;gw critaaa ahhh ttg skul. skul gw skrg di ips bosenin abis yaa. tyap ari pasti bikin ngantukkk. boseenn bgttt dehhh. cuma bbrapa pel doang yang gw ngerti. yah tapi gw ga pengen masuk ipa jg (emang ga bs sih)... tp malesny d ipa tuh yaa banyak pr. trus org" ipa pada rajin bgt ngerjain tugas. behh.. di kelas kaga ada yg ngobrol! hahahaha. bda bgt sm klas gw. ada tugas n ada guru malah ribut sndiri...smp gw ga bs konsen ngerjain  tugas... hahaha. trus yaa papan tulis terlihat amat jauh dsana, n tulisan guru" yg ngajar gw gatau napa pada kcil" smua!!! gw sering ga kliatann. gw takut minus gw nambah. gw ga mau pake kcmataa ... huaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-416978974659166543?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/416978974659166543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=416978974659166543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/416978974659166543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/416978974659166543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/08/school.html' title='school.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-452260023862759927</id><published>2009-07-14T19:12:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:28:33.975+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face= "Notehand" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New class. New classmates. New teacher.&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i don't really like my new class.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i've got alot friends there but i think x6 is the best.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it was so fun being with all my friend in x6 and 9e. they're really cool!&lt;br /&gt;i miss all my bestes and i think holiday separate us.&lt;br /&gt;uhmm.all my hope is just : i can do my best in this grade... always support my friends and be a better girl everyday...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;okayy.i will study better, learn more, pay attention to lesson &amp; else, and do something nice to myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...i'll try! hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-452260023862759927?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/452260023862759927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=452260023862759927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/452260023862759927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/452260023862759927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/07/newest.html' title='Newest'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-5667602923069993734</id><published>2009-06-30T20:00:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:19:40.664+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spain in cc!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Spain's 2009 picts!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoPEjJRJpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/8R581QybKMY/s1600-h/spain_anthem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353107677911262866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoPEjJRJpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/8R581QybKMY/s320/spain_anthem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*spain's anthem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoNXXr50BI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OodBVbmQKIk/s1600-h/spain+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353105802229567506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoNXXr50BI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OodBVbmQKIk/s320/spain+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*yeaahhh. keren bgt!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoN5zXVbNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Wd1YYDcLVxA/s1600-h/guiza+goal+vs+afsel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353106393775041746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoN5zXVbNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Wd1YYDcLVxA/s320/guiza+goal+vs+afsel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*guiza's goal at 3rd place*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoOmVU_TfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XSoV04zeBPM/s1600-h/130609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353107158806253042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoOmVU_TfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XSoV04zeBPM/s320/130609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*spain's training session*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoQJLGnqcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Uiq2JKom-yI/s1600-h/torres.villa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353108856868678082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoQJLGnqcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Uiq2JKom-yI/s320/torres.villa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*torres, villa after play*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; i love spain!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-5667602923069993734?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/5667602923069993734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=5667602923069993734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5667602923069993734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5667602923069993734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/06/spain-in-cc.html' title='Spain in cc!!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkoPEjJRJpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/8R581QybKMY/s72-c/spain_anthem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-8627908365935922050</id><published>2009-06-26T18:44:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:42:14.799+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagu ciptaan kita waktu kls 9. keren yah. kita bikinnya paling manteb tuh. wkwk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tersenyum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;by: Amelia Susanto, Claudia Magdalena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Janice Agnes, Karina Tedjamulja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hari-hari ini terus berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hidup di dunia yang kelabu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Penuh derita dan ketakutan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;'Kan esok yang penuh beban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Keadaan ini terasa melelahkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Semua orang sibuk akan dirinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tanpa pedulikan sesamanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kucoba 'tuk bangkit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mengubah dunia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Walaupun berat terasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kuyakin satu senyuman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dapat mengubah dunia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;*ahhhh!! i miss 9E so much! love you my friends!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-8627908365935922050?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/8627908365935922050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=8627908365935922050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8627908365935922050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8627908365935922050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/06/lagu-ciptaan-kita-waktu-kls-9-keren-yah.html' title='Lagu ciptaan kita waktu kls 9. keren yah. kita bikinnya paling manteb tuh. wkwk!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-928089761368542021</id><published>2009-06-23T18:32:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:52:39.328+07:00</updated><title type='text'>to see your smile :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkC-jgcKAqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aexWky8MjRU/s1600-h/ponzi+hertbrek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350485874528879266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkC-jgcKAqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aexWky8MjRU/s320/ponzi+hertbrek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:bobbieshand;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to see your smile&lt;br /&gt;i want to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;i want to see you actually&lt;br /&gt;i want to hug you&lt;br /&gt;and talk to you&lt;br /&gt;i think i love you&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to hate you&lt;br /&gt;i want to cry for you&lt;br /&gt;i can help you&lt;br /&gt;do you want to meet me?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want if you hate me&lt;br /&gt;i just want to see you happy&lt;br /&gt;if you happy i think i'll too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please. don't hate me.&lt;br /&gt;is that okay?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-928089761368542021?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SkC-jgcKAqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aexWky8MjRU/s72-c/ponzi+hertbrek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6862734967036664183</id><published>2009-06-20T16:36:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:57:07.396+07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Pelukan Sehari, Dijamin Tak Sakit-Sakitan Lagi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Untuk bertahan hidup, kita membutuhkan 4 pelukan sehari. Untukkesehatan, kita butuh 8 pelukan perhari. Untuk pertumbuhan, awet muda,kebahagiaan, kita perlu 12 pelukan perhari," kata Virginia Satir, terapis keluarga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mungkin Anda sedikit heran, benarkah pelukan memiliki kekuatan yangbegitu hebat, hingga bisa membuat sehat, panjang umur, dan awet muda? Kapan terakhir kali Anda memeluk seseorang atau seseorang memeluk Anda? Jika jawabannya jarang atau bahkan tidak pernah sama sekali, coba ingat-ingat, apa yang belakangan ini Anda rasakan? Bisa jadi Anda seringsakit-sakitan, depresi, stres, sakit kepala, dan emosional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Berbagai penelitian menunjukkan terapi pelukan bisa menyembuhkanpenyakit fisik dan psikis. Bisa mengatasi stres, depresi dan lain-lain. Orang yang dipeluk, ataupun memeluk, merasakan adanya kekuatan cintayang mengelilingi mereka. Kekuatan ini yang membuat kekebalan tubuh kitasemakin meningkat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pelukan Damai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saat berpelukan, tubuh melepaskan oxytocin, hormon yang berhubungan dengan perasaan damai dan cinta. Hormon oxytocin ini membuat jantung dan pikiran sehat. Hormon oxytocin ini baru bisa keluar jika manusia memiliki kehidupan sehat, merasa damai dan tentram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Terapi pelukan hampir sama dengan terapi jalan kaki. Terapi pelukan meningkatkan keseimbangan tubuh, kesehatan, dan mengurangi tingkat stres, khususnya para profesional muda yang bekerja di kota metropolitan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pelukan bukan berarti Anda harus mencari suami atau kekasih untukmelakukan hal ini. Pelukan dapat dilakukan pada siapa saja dengan penuh kasih dan damai. Tentu saja pelukan ini bukan berkonotasi negatif apalagi mengikutsertakan gairah. Pelukan ini juga bukan 'pelukan sosial', seperti berjabat tangan, mencium pipi kiri dan kanan, seperti yang dilakukan oleh budaya masyarakat beberapa negara pada saat pesta atau pertama kali bertemu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pelukan yang dimaksud adalah pelukan saling menyentuh, tubuh dengantubuh saling mengikat dan menyentuh. Ketika saling berpelukan, akan terasa perasaan nyaman dan damai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Di Indonesia juga beberapa negara lainnya berpelukan hanya dilakukanpada pasangan suami istri, saudara, orang tua ke anaknya.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;Di Amerika sebuah lembaga ada yang mengkoordinir untuk mengadakan FreeHug di jalanan. Jangan kaget jika suatu hari, saat Anda berkunjung keAmerika dan Eropa, melihat beberapa orang dengan papan besar di dada,bertuliskan Free Hug. Mereka adalah para relawan yang memberikan terapi pelukan pada setiap orang yang membutuhkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2006/09/28/free_hugs_wideweb__470x323,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;*aww.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anak Tumbuh Sehat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tapi, kita harus ingat. Walau sekadar jabat tangan dan menyentuh pipid engan pipi, ini juga ada manfaatnya. Ada rasa kehangatan ketika kita saling berjabat tangan. Namun bila ini dilakukan lebih dari ini, yaitu dengan pelukan erat. Tentu lebih bermanfaat, unsur terapinya lebih tinggi," ujar Dr. Bhagat, salah satu doktor yang meneliti pengaruh pelukan di India . Diharapkan masyarakat mengerti akan manfaat sentuhan dan pelukan .Sehingga pasangan suami istri, semakin sering berpelukan dan bersentuhan. Juga makin sering memeluk anak-anaknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Seluruh bagian di kulit kita memiliki organ perasa. Dari ujung kaki hingga kepala adalah area yang sensitif bila disentuh. Bahkan ketika bayi masih di dalam kandungan walau dilindungi air ketuban, ia sangat menyukai sentuhan kasih sayang dari ke dua orang tuanya. Jika sering disentuh, bayi dalam kandungan akan tumbuh menjadi bayi yang sehat dengan pertumbuhan yang bagus. Selain itu secara psikis bayi akan tumbuh menjadi seorang yang penyayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Anak-anak yang sering disentuh, dibelai dan dipeluk oleh orang tuanyajuga akan tumbuh menjadi anak yang sehat. Mereka akan merasa nyaman danmemiliki kepercayaan diri. Pertumbuhan dan kesehatan pun lebih bagusdibanding dengan anak-anak yang jarang disentuh, dibelai dan dipeluk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Pada orang tua pun, sentuhan dan pelukan sangat berarti. Apalagi padasaat kehilangan seseorang, depresi, stres. Dengan berpelukan, orangdewasa merasa ada orang yang memperhatikan, ada orang yang mencintainya,membutuhkannya. Seluruh kulit kita, sangat peka dengan pelukan, dansangat membutuhkan sentuhan hangat dan erat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Transformasi Rasa Nyaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Seorang master reiki di Mumbai , India , berkata,"pelukan salah satu alat untuk bertransformasi. Dengan pelukan satu pribadi dengan pribadi lain semakin dekat. Jika hubungan Anda dengan orang lain renggang. Salah satu cara agar hubungan itu menghangat dengan memeluknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jika rumah tangga Anda diambang kehancuran, cobalah memeluk pasanganAnda 20 kali sehari. Saya yakin Anda berdua tak akan bercerai. Selainitu, hidup Anda berdua akan lebih bahagia, sehat, dan awet muda. SertaAnda akan terhindar dari stress dan depresi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dr. Harold Voth, senior psikiater di Kansas, Amerika Serikat telah melakukan riset dengan beberapa ratus orang. Hasilnya, mereka yang berpelukan mampu mengusir depresi, meningkatkan kekebalan tubuh, awet muda, tidur lebih nyenyak, lebih sehat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Beberapa penyakit parah sering kali membuat penderitanya merasafrustasi, marah, tak mungkin penyakitnya bisa disembuhkan. Dengan pelukan, pasien yang frustasi ini merasa nyaman. Pelukan memberikan energi positif pada emosi pasien. Sehingga mengubah emosi negatifnya menjadi emosi positif. Apalagi bila pasien mendapatkan pelukan dari orang yang dicintainya. Bukankah cinta itu adalah kekuatan yang mahadahsyat? Dan pelukan adalah salah satu cara untuk menyatakan cinta, atau suatu bentuk cinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6862734967036664183?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6862734967036664183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6862734967036664183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6862734967036664183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6862734967036664183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/06/12-pelukan-sehari-dijamin-tak-sakit.html' title='12 Pelukan Sehari, Dijamin Tak Sakit-Sakitan Lagi!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-1192161633740140675</id><published>2009-06-20T16:02:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:24:14.634+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Things About Holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. Bisa bangun siang dan tidur malem" tanpa dimarahin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. Ga ada tuh yang namanya PR ato ulangan! Asik bgt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3. Bisa bengong seharian di rumah kalo ga ada kegiatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. Bisa jalan" kmana pun kita mau bareng temen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Bisa bebas berekspresi dan melakukan hal" yang kita suka (yg biasanya membutuhkan waktu lama) tanpa ada gangguan disuruh belajar, dll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. Bisa begadang buat nonton, baca buku, maen kompi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;7. Dibolehin pergi" tiap hari (yah dimarahin jg sih kalo pulang kemaleman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;8. Bisa maenin telpon dan sms-an sesering mungkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;9. Bisa nemenin mama belanja dan minta dibeliin ini-itu (yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;10. Boleh nginep di rumah temen, sodara, sahabat, sepupu, dll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;11. Bisa ngabisin banyak uang dan tabungan (tp jd bokek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;12. Bisa ikutan les macem" untuk mengisi liburan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;13. Bisa belajar dan mencicil untuk masa depan *tp bukan gw nih*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;14. Bisa ngapain aja. Huahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Congclusion : I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;Holidayyyy!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-1192161633740140675?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/1192161633740140675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=1192161633740140675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1192161633740140675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/1192161633740140675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-things-about-holiday.html' title='The Best Things About Holiday!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-4617874068615652345</id><published>2009-04-02T17:59:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:23:12.409+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Janice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i ever took some tests in &lt;em&gt;facebook&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iseng gada krjaan gt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends.. Please try to compare the results with my personality. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(comment me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hohohoo. H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ere they aree..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;# Janice took the What does your birthday say about you? Quiz and&lt;br /&gt;the result is &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves sports, leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;*gw sih mrasa mirip bgt neh.wkwk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;# Janice took the "which teen queen r u?" quiz and the result is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You are a natural beauty and dont need make up to show that. You&lt;br /&gt;are very friendly and love making new friends. You're kind hearted and&lt;br /&gt;are nice 2 everyone.You want 2 be with that special someone but are&lt;br /&gt;still looking for the right one. with your cutest smile it wont take long&lt;br /&gt;to find him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;:) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;# Janice took the "What Type of Personality Do You Have?" quiz and&lt;br /&gt;the result is &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The Cutie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are kind to everyone you meet, you are cute and make everyone&lt;br /&gt;around you happy when your with them!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333300;"&gt;*yay!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;# Janice took the "What kind of girl are you..??[only girls]" quiz and&lt;br /&gt;the result is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tomboy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You are a rebal.you love to be urself, you dont care what other girls say&lt;br /&gt;about you and you love playing sports like basketball and football. but you&lt;br /&gt;dont know about make-up. And you are proud to be who you are.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*fussball is mein hobby.wakaka*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;# Janice took the "which nail polish colour are you?" quiz and the result is &lt;strong&gt;bold black&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;You're &lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt; ; loud ; and go your own way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;*yeahyeah! black!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;# Janice took the "what are you born to do?" quiz and the result is &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;money maker&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that means you will do well in feilds where you make money like&lt;br /&gt;show business or as an accountant where you have to deal with&lt;br /&gt;money. its in your blood and you will rise to the top of your&lt;br /&gt;profession. you have a natural gift.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;*i'm the money maker everyonee..wkwk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;# Janice just took the "What Kind Of Girl Are You?" quiz and the result is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Funny&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You laugh all the time and make people laugh. You don't care about&lt;br /&gt;what people say about you you just enjoy life. That's the way to do it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;*yeah!! agreed!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*smile*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-4617874068615652345?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/4617874068615652345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=4617874068615652345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4617874068615652345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4617874068615652345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/04/janice.html' title='Janice'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-4954194374357303483</id><published>2009-03-31T17:19:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:38:45.065+07:00</updated><title type='text'>huoooo</title><content type='html'>aiiiiiiiih.. males bgt. gw bnyk ulgn peer gtu jd jrg buka net. huhuhuhu. &lt;div&gt;sedihnyaa. sdihnyaa. wkwkwk&lt;br /&gt;mo blajar &lt;strong&gt;serius&lt;/strong&gt; ah gw!! stres bgt gla kl ga naek klas.. *aura smangaatt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh. tp niat gw aus bgtu saja saat kelas brlangsung. ngantuuk gw. wkwkk. *aura mnipis sdikit dmi sdikit*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah yaa. ada award.wkwkwk. paan sih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319298237393550994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SdHxkGY0PpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UQQ03QXrwEE/s320/award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nah bgitulah awardny. dri vanvan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yaa.gw sebar kee...marli.dea.cindy.dll. wkwkk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-4954194374357303483?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/4954194374357303483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=4954194374357303483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4954194374357303483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4954194374357303483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/03/huoooo.html' title='huoooo'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SdHxkGY0PpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UQQ03QXrwEE/s72-c/award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-832303335158210561</id><published>2009-03-27T17:52:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:58:53.674+07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahahaha. udah smingguan deh gw ga maen internet. wkwk. kangen jg.ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Td ul kmia susah bgt. huahaha. gw ga ngrti cr ngrjainnya! remed tuh pasti. sedih bgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh ya, tadi ada CICAK di kls gw!! ga tau tu cicak masuk drmn! wkwkwkwk. konyol abis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pas pel.mat tuh, kan guruny ngaret&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (always mamen). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eh tiba" pas dy dateng, cewe" pada jerit" tuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gw sih diem aja ngeliatin cicakny. tdny gw mo bantuin dy kabur. tp kerumunan masa cewe" udah heboh duluan. yg cowo" cuma bengong aja. Jdlah pel yg udah kpotong itu, kpotong lg gara" cicak. ada" aja deh. akhirnya &lt;em&gt;*jengjengjeng*&lt;/em&gt; - setelah gw ama taci ga brhasil mnolong tu cicak (sbnerny gw cm triak",'jgn dbunuh cicakny!!' wkwk. si taci masi mnding brusaha menghalau tu cicak. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bhs gw geli bgt&lt;/span&gt;) - dateng mangatur man. wuakakak. brlagak pahlawan gtu, dy ngelawak bgt mo nangkep tu cicak! wkwkwk. murid" pd triak, 'tgkep pke rumus sin cos tan pak' wkwkwk. sedih abis. akirny tu cicak ktangkep dan brhsil mnyita 5mnitan plajaran mat. wkwkwk&lt;br /&gt;trus ada jem kosong.enak abis ! hahaha. qta mlah ngbrl" foto" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dan mnghsilkn bnyk fto nista wkwk)&lt;/span&gt; trus gw smpet gbr".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317831254879850258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/Scy7WeqVTxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q2DBK8AUAB4/s320/jm+ksongg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;*jarang kann ada foto kek ginii.wkwk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;td gw smpet reunian kcil"an ma sohib" smp duluu. astaga..kgn bgt ma mrekaa!! ouuuwwhh..&lt;br /&gt;ren" ma odille.. pelokan deh kita. hahaha. seru bgt. td rame" ngunjungin smp, dan bolos ekskul (untuk ksekian kali huahahaa). ga smpet ngbrl" bnyk siih, soalny ud sore gtu. wkkwk.&lt;br /&gt;sayangny sodara", d smp qta ga ktemu bu nawang metal qta tercinta huahaaha. cm ktemu bbrapa guru yg sring trlihat d wilayah smp qta. wkwkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*glap nih d rmh gw kekny mo ujan drtd ud ada petiir mnyambar"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bgitulah kisah mnyenangkan dan mnyedihkan di khidupan saya. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anda punya kisah mnarik dan tertarik untuk berbagi???&lt;br /&gt;ciptakanlah blog anda sndiri. huahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-832303335158210561?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/832303335158210561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=832303335158210561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/832303335158210561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/832303335158210561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/03/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/Scy7WeqVTxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q2DBK8AUAB4/s72-c/jm+ksongg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-702479759566804719</id><published>2009-03-17T13:04:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:55:27.647+07:00</updated><title type='text'>masi libur neh.</title><content type='html'>Hohoho. &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kmaren gw libur.&lt;/strong&gt; skrg jg masih sih. wkwk. trus skrg gw maen internett shariannn.. wkwkk. asoy bgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oya, kmrn males bgt dehh. libur sih libur. tp gw musti k skul juga. gara" remed &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fisika&lt;/span&gt; itu!! huaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pdhl gw pgen jln" ma tmen" gw (ber3 doang seh gra" jeo &amp;amp;karin ga bs) trus tdny mo ntn KJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oya, sblmny gw k rumah ira dulu. wkwk. jalan kaki. hahaha. mana panas bgt kmrn! gila yah. baru jem 10an gtu panas dah kek jem 1. trus ke mol ny jalan kaki juga. (ga jln kaki 100% sih, abis itu kita nunggu angkot panas") seru bgt. wkwk. d rumah ira konyol banget dehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ira lg mandi. jeje lg menyabotase kompi ira. tinggal gw diem" maenin kutek ira. *lalalala*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tau"... *tin tin!* datanglah motor pengantar surat. "surat!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeje mnatap gw. Gw mnatap jeje. "jen sono lah ambil suratny!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;"gw?? hah. elu aja deh. ira kan kaga ada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;"elu dah sono.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;"yodah deh."akirny gw kuar kamar cari suratny "tunggu pakk!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;tukang pos: dek ada surat nih buat pak xxxxx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;gw : hah? pak siapa?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;dy : xxxx xxxxxx. disini rumahnya kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;gw : Oh iya pak. (gw mikir, itu kan bokapnya ira!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;dy : nih dek tanda tangan dsini. nama jelas ya dek. *kasi kertas pnrimaan surat gt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;gw : (dlm hati) mampus, suru tanda tangan lg. pake t.tgn ira aje deh, huahahahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;*gw tulis nama &lt;em&gt;IRA &lt;/em&gt;dan tanda tgn asal muasal. wkwk.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;dy : makasi ya dek. oya, adek siapanya pak xxxx ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;gw : (waduuuuuuh) umm. a-anaknya pak. (wuakakakakakkak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;trus gw balik ke kamar ira. gw crita ke jeje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"hah? parah lu jen, bokapnya ira ada d rumah tauuu.." kata jeje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"sumpe lu je? mampus! gw ngaku pake nama ira lg. wkwkkwk." jawab gw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;aduhh wkwkwk. parah. gmn tuh. gw ngibul lg. malu gw. wkwkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tp gara" gw musti k skolah jem12, gw ga bs lama" d mol! huhu. masa dr jem 10, mpe jem 12 aje. dah gtu cacat bgt kegiatan ny. wkwkk. qta cm jln", trus ktemu amel *amel jg k mall* (sebenernya kmrn bnyk anak smak5 brtebaran sih d mol, biarpun mol masi baru buka. rajin bener mreka yah) trus qta k jebshop, nauti, dll dah bosen bgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;akirnya gw makan bareng" ma ira,jeje, amel, winnie, pdhl udah jem 12 kurang. wkwkwk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trus gw buru" pulang, k skolah, dmarain nyokap wkwk. pas gw nyampe skul, tuh guru kaga ada yah!! huaaa. gw ma jeo nungguin 1 jeman yah. smbl ngobrol" ngaco gtu. wkwk. kocak bgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ulangannya sbnrnya rada sama" aja. tp yg parah tuh gw ngerjainnya lama bgt! wkwkkw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nyokap gw ma ade gw mpe marah" wkwk. trus qta k mol lg ntn&lt;em&gt; marley &amp;amp; me&lt;/em&gt;. (akirnya nonton jg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;marley&lt;/span&gt; lucu bgtttt. wkwkwk. nakal abis! wkwk. tp pmaen filmnya bagus bgt actingnya. jd seru bneran. wkwkkwk. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;patrick&lt;/span&gt; jg lucu bgt! gw demen rambutny pas dy msi kcil gtu. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;colleen&lt;/span&gt; jg lucu.wkwk. tp akhir critanya membuat gw terharu. wkwk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314044922660843506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/Sb9Hs7-q7_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/KEInwtKZmIY/s320/marley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;udah ah. bosen nulis".&lt;br /&gt;byebye.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-702479759566804719?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/702479759566804719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=702479759566804719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/702479759566804719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/702479759566804719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/03/masi-libur-neh.html' title='masi libur neh.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/Sb9Hs7-q7_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/KEInwtKZmIY/s72-c/marley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-3430235350152605980</id><published>2009-03-14T19:14:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:26:05.547+07:00</updated><title type='text'>asiik liburr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SbuiQg9ehAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zI2FLumRtwY/s1600-h/girly.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313018590023025666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SbuiQg9ehAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zI2FLumRtwY/s320/girly.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SbuhpVyKaVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_Fj0cYg1OIA/s1600-h/girly.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asikkk. gw libur mpe reboo. huhui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tp males jg nih. dlm rangka mningkatkan nilai, gw hrus bljr rajin slama liburan! hua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tp gw pgen jln" jg nih. pgen ntn &lt;em&gt;marley and me&lt;/em&gt; ma &lt;em&gt;confessions of a shopaholic&lt;/em&gt;. .kekny bgus. wkwkwk. aduh.dri kmrn ga smpt ntn mulu. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tp yg malesin lg gw musti remed fis yg wktu itu dpet jlek (bgt) mkny nih! gw musti bljr.! entah mngapa tuh guru baik bgt liburan msi dkasi remed. (sbenerny niatny baik tp jgn ganggu lburan saya donk pak) uuuhh. oh ya, ngmg" duit gw mnipis bgt nih liburan wkwkkw. gara" ga skul ga dpet duit jajan deh, mkny duit gw abis mulu bwt k mol wkwk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yaa. liburan maen donk tman". gw bosen sndirian d rumah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah rai ngomong aja nih ga dtg bneran, pdhl q tunggu loh rai. wkwkwk. canda.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. byebye. &lt;strong&gt;happy holiday evrybdy!&lt;/strong&gt; see you. hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-3430235350152605980?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/3430235350152605980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=3430235350152605980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3430235350152605980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/3430235350152605980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/03/asiik-liburr.html' title='asiik liburr.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SbuiQg9ehAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zI2FLumRtwY/s72-c/girly.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-502217951813272193</id><published>2009-03-12T18:11:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:20:55.247+07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't do this. wkwk</title><content type='html'>Huehue. kmaren gw stres bgt gla.. untung hr ini cpet dtg dan brjln dgn..mmh....baik.&lt;br /&gt;kmaren tuh yaa. gara" kmalesan gw yg tdk pernah mmbawa berkah, gw jd ga smpet bljr fska dgn baik. pdhl itu ulgn ktny gmpg! (knytaanny ga gtu sih buat gw) pdhl mustiny gw bljr dgn baik, soalny gw hrus mnutupi nilai gw yg jlek".. uhuhuhu. gw ga bs ngrjainnyaaa!! mo jd ap gw. huhu...&lt;br /&gt;trus gw menunda pr seni gw. gara" itu gw jd kepepet ngerjain smua tugas gw! mule dr peer seni yg jdny jelek bgt ye, udah gtu PP seni (sial bgt sih tugasny bnyk), kedeleteee.. ancoool. gw dah kerjain smalem suntuk ilang smua..&lt;br /&gt;huhuuhu.. akhirny gw ngerjain smuany kmrn mpe pagi. huhuhu. sedih bgt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-502217951813272193?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/502217951813272193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=502217951813272193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/502217951813272193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/502217951813272193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-do-this-wkwk.html' title='don&apos;t do this. wkwk'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6179125593849241197</id><published>2009-03-09T21:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:57:12.433+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy holidayy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Akhirny libur jg!! cm 3 hr sihh. tp lumayan bgt tuhh untuk merelaksasikan diri dan beristirahat sjenak dr sgala kpenatan hdup. hahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;kyny gw emang butuh libur bgt. sampe" pas temen gw yg d sing chatting ma gw kmrn" blg: 'kasian bgt sih lu, kekny libur sehari aje senengny bkn maen'. wkwkwkk.. emang tuh! ga taw y dy pndritaan gw tanpa libur &amp;amp; istirahat d indo. huaaa. enak bgt dy d sing sono, dlm staon thu bs libur 3 blnan! gila. enak bgt.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;oya trus gw mo crita ttg liburan gw wkwk. kmrn skuarga gw smpet liburan bareng (jrg tuh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;trus kita pergi k lippo cikarang. dah lama gw ga ksana, tnyata skrg adem bgt dsono, udah gtu masi bnyk penghijauan, ga ky d jkarta panas bgt. wkwkwk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;trus qta nginep d hotel dr hr minggu. hotelny (kliatanny) kecil, tp halamanny luas bgt dan pmandanganny bagus. kamarny jg enak bgt, kasurny empukk hahaha. abis itu gw lgsg brenang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;kolamny lmyn gede sih, dan sepi. wkwk. asik bgt tuh, kolam dah kek punya sndiri. udah jrg brenang nih gw, jd napasny dah agak susah ngaturny. wkwk.di ckrg bnyk org asing! (iyalah d hotel..) tp bnyk org korea, jepang, china, ada bule jg. hauhau. jpang, korea, ma china susah bgt bdainny. wkwk. trus ada opa" org korea (sotoy gw) brusaha ngajak gw ngomong 'kmu abis renang ya??' gtu, tp dy ga bs bhs indo, jd dy pke bhs tarzan gaya brenang. wkwkwk. trus gw jwb pke bhs inggris, tau deh dy ngerti apa nggak. &lt;em&gt;'yes sir. i swim'&lt;/em&gt;. trus tau" nyampe d lantai gw,&lt;em&gt;'ting!'&lt;/em&gt; (ini bunyi lift). trus gw blg &lt;em&gt;'excuse me sir'&lt;/em&gt; wkwkwk. dy sih ktawa" aje, kekny ngerti bhs inggris?.. hahaa. pokokny hotelny seru deh, brpun sepi. tp pelayan hotelny bae" (iy lah mreka kan hr sopan lah yaa. wkwk).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;mm.trus apa yaa. ya gitu lah, liburan. santai".. huahaha. asik yaa. aargghh!!! males skolah nih gw, mana bnyk ulgn, tugas, peer.. ckck. maleess. huahuahua.trus liburan qta d hotel pun berakhir. huhh. abis itu qta sempet mampir k rmh tmen lama bonyok gw. dan mreka pun ngbrl" sndiri gw ga ngerti. wkwk. trus qta jln" k kebon buah naga merah &amp;amp; taneman laen". wow. tmptny gedee bgt (2 hektar ktny). keren deh. jd kliling" qta disana.. oya, ada anak umur 3taon (anak pmilik kebon itu) lucuu bgt. pinter ngomong trus anakny brani gtu, hahaha. nmny sarah, anakny imut bgt. wkwk.gw gandeng tuh kliling" wkwkk. dy lucuu bgt ngomong"ny. hahaa. aduuh. asik bgt sih liburann. gw bs jln" dgn tnang, mkn" enak, santai"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;uuuhh. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6179125593849241197?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6179125593849241197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6179125593849241197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6179125593849241197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6179125593849241197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-holidayy.html' title='happy holidayy~'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-5018096740734745131</id><published>2009-03-07T13:33:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:09:10.097+07:00</updated><title type='text'>peer dr anya. wkkwk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Peraturan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. buatlah daftar 10 hal dan kebiasaan (buruk) yang tidak disukai, namun apabila merasa terdapat lebih dari 10 hal/kebiasaan buruk yang tidak disukai maka silahkan ditulis semuanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. sebutkan juga alasan mengapa anda tidak menyukai hal-hal/kebiasaan-kebiasaan tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. setelah selesai membuat daftar dan penjelasan seperti yang tertera pada poin 1 &amp;amp; 2, maka silahkan men-tag 10 blogger lainnya .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tujuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;untuk mengetahui hal2 buruk dan kebiasaan2 buruk seperti apa yang paling banyak disebutkan oleh para blogger, dengan harapan (bersama-sama) kita dapat membangun kesadaran kita dan menanggalkan kebiasaan2 atau hal-hal buruk tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. males. &gt;&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;soalny rasa males gw ga mmbantu gw dlm bnyk hal. wkkwk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. suka nunda. &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kek nunda kerjaan, peer, bljr, gtu" deh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. suka seenaknya wkwkwk. seru sih. &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pokokny gw sih lakuin aje ap yg gw pgn. kaco hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. suka ngritik org. &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gw tuh orgny &lt;em&gt;sight first&lt;/em&gt;, pdhl qta ga blh mnilai org dr luarny sj yaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;dream queen &gt;&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tukang tidur gw hahaha. abis tidur tuh enak bgt ga usah repot" wkkwk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. moOdy bgt bgt &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tp kbnykn moOd gw bgus seh. jd fine fine aza.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. susah nentuin pilihan, except soal makanan wkwkkwk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;8. kalo marah suka banting barang &gt;&gt; emang bener. trus pgen gebukin org. ga lah.wkwk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;9. susah ngerjain mat, fis, pkokny itung"an d. wkwk &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sial kan. gra" mreka gw trancam ga naek wkwk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;10. tralu baekz &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tp boong! wkwkwkwk. canda canda. bngung deh gw.. hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gw ga taw mo tag kmana! tmen gw dkit nih wkwkk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-5018096740734745131?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/5018096740734745131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=5018096740734745131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5018096740734745131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5018096740734745131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/03/peer-dr-anya-wkkwk.html' title='peer dr anya. wkkwk'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-7986680435401982635</id><published>2009-03-07T11:37:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:58:04.130+07:00</updated><title type='text'>memorable gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;Guten Morgen! wow. hr sabtu gini gw malah bangun jem 10. huahaha. gara" kbanyakan tdur gw mpe dkatain babi. parah bgt tuh org... kek ga pernah bgun siang aje. wkwkwk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;Mo crita! ttg kmaren malem gw brdua doang ma vrdi cari kado bwt melz.. abis ga ada yg bisa ikut! (dadakan sihh, parah bgt qta lupa bliin dy kado! huhaa, maap mel!) akhirnny qta brdua doang kliling mol dr jem 7an(?) mpe jem 9an malem". wkwk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;cape gtu, abis plg xkul trus k mol lg hahaa. mondar-mandir d molny yg bkin lama! tdny c mrli mau ikut, tp ga bisaa akhirny. Parah tuh dy.. coba kl dy ikut, kan beban qta berkurang.. stidakny qta ga cape" bolak balik dr charles&amp;amp;keith mpe k marie claire. ckck.. masa stockny abiss! pdhl tuh sendal lucu bgtt. huaahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;qta tuh mpe dah k stiap toko spatu y, wkwk. kluar masuk toko, nyoba" 1" yg mnarik perhatian.. hahaakrn jrg pake highheels, (abis nyoba" bnyk bgt spatu) gw mrasa kaki gw yg kanan jd lbih tggi dr yg kiri? wuakakak. ngaco bgt sih! tuh pasti gra" gw dah pegel. hehehe.aduuuh. pdhl bnyk bgt spatu lucu slama pencarian qta.(gw yg jd pengen) hahaa. abis ga ada yg bantuin sih!! gw plg ga bs pilih kado, susah sih gmn kita tau org itu cocok ap nggak sama yg qta pilihin? wkwk. verdi jg susah milih kado. wkwk. komplet dah qta berdua luntang lantung d mall cari spatu bolak balik dr mol 1 k mol 3. cape bgt. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;mana maminya amel ga kooperatif lg! kan gw telpon dy, tny ukuran spatuny amel, si maminy dgn santainy blg, 'tny aj k amel sndiri y? tante ga tau..' aduhh..tante ini. anak sndiri ukuran spatu aja ga tau. (jgn" bnyk ortu yg kek gtu?? pasti banyak y. kan mreka pada sibuk..duh.) ada" aja nih. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;akhirny qta jd asal mengira" gede spatuny. hahahaa. stlh nemu spatu yg bagus, imut, dan feminin (wkwk) qta pun pulang. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--finally--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;(pdhl asik sih jln" d mall. gw bs lyat many cute shoes!^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SbH-xCcFRqI/AAAAAAAAADw/MvD3Ce5gX0A/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310305554068227746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SbH-xCcFRqI/AAAAAAAAADw/MvD3Ce5gX0A/s320/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;smoga dy suka dan dipake. hahaha. aduhh.ntar dy k Canada dbawa ga y tuh spatu? pdhl qta rme" ptungan bliny bwt dy. wkwkwkwk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-7986680435401982635?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/7986680435401982635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=7986680435401982635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7986680435401982635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7986680435401982635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/03/memorable-gift.html' title='memorable gift'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SbH-xCcFRqI/AAAAAAAAADw/MvD3Ce5gX0A/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6590479398304648369</id><published>2009-03-05T18:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:46:12.745+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bosannn!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ulgn bnyk bgt sihh. udah gtu banyak remed lg.. aaih. aih. bosen bgt dehh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;asik akhirny ada libur bbrapa hari. ahahaa. snang nih! td jln" k mol. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(kekny hiburan gw cm mall y!? sedih bgt sih huahaha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;laen kali gw pengen k dufan ah &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sebenerny pengen k disneyland. tp kan jauh. hiks),&lt;/span&gt; gw mo naek jetcoaster!! hahaa. ama kora" tuh. manteb abis wktu itu.. sbenerny sih gw pengen k seaworld juga, tp gw kasian ngeliat ikan" malang itu dikurung. manusia mmang kejam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mmm. gw lg pengen nonton.. tp ga sempet nih! wkwk. td k mol qta jln" (berdua onli! hahaa. seru sihh.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yaa. gw pgen nonton marley&amp;amp;me.. seru ga? ada yg udah nonton? bagus ga? wkwkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOHH.kok gw malah jd ngomongin rencana liburan sih. huahaa. penat bgt seh. td masa gw dtg k skolah bwt remed doang. beehh. wktu libur gw terpotong tuh! sebel. oh yaa. bsk gw remed fis. huaaa.gw ga bisa mat &amp;amp; fis.. gmna donkk. stress nih! oh yaa. bsk ul bioo! hahahaa. gw blum bljrr.. haha. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ketawa pasrah)&lt;/span&gt; Xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tp gw lg asik memikirkan libur senen.. asik bgt.. sabtu mggu snen. lbur 3 harii. lumayan tuh bwat refreshingg..!!aaahh! i wanna go swimming!!! yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;keep on rock guys. byeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;huahahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6590479398304648369?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6590479398304648369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6590479398304648369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6590479398304648369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6590479398304648369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/03/bosannn.html' title='Bosannn!!'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-4912841675824005572</id><published>2009-01-22T16:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:28:21.734+07:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever you should be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok. i have tried my best. i don't know what should i do. this is the worst things happen to me until now, except i'm losing contact with my besties from e-school. i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; know my mistake. and i hate it. it's confusing me again, although i have tried to forget s. damn it. should s be so mad and rude to me? please. i'm trying to concentrate with my s*** school. and i don't even care. but you shouldn't do that. oh forget it. just do whatever you want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i could careless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goodbye. see you one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-4912841675824005572?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/4912841675824005572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=4912841675824005572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4912841675824005572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/4912841675824005572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever-you-should-be.html' title='whatever you should be.'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-89066135806946412</id><published>2008-10-23T20:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:25:07.290+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haaaeee..!!!&lt;br /&gt;haiai!!!&lt;br /&gt;snangny.&lt;br /&gt;bsa ngisi blog gy..&lt;br /&gt;pngen d.. jlan" kluar ngrii.. ke mana kek. yg jauh skalian dr indoo!! wkwk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmand.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-89066135806946412?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/89066135806946412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=89066135806946412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/89066135806946412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/89066135806946412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/10/haaaeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-6030657157138402478</id><published>2008-09-26T16:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:48:32.037+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAY!! yay....</title><content type='html'>AKHIRNYA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LIBUR JGAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;kangen banged ma jalan" , bobo malem, bangun siang, maen net lama, huahua!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;senangny!!! *HAPPILY*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;huahua............ seneng c liburan! anjrid tp sedih nyaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;para gank dufan ga jd k dufan!! anjriiiiid!! pdhl kan liburan! sedih bgt c!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;argggghhh!!!!! ni gra" c G ('g*n*rh**') yg bikin qta xmua sial!! bbrapa anak gank dufan (sbnerny g geli ama ni nama. but, whateverlah)~ ngata"in 'G' (dlm prcakapan):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mati aj bgoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gw tusuk tu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mati aj tu gra" g*n*rh**!!! tu kan pnyakit &lt;em&gt;vital&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;qta aj mao ikud pas dy ngajakin dufan, msa giliran qta yg ajak, dy ogah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;najiss, dy jd sombong gtu ma qta! rese bgt c!!!!! huh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tau mntang" dah bda klas jd sok gaya! apaan bangga gra" rmbt g*n*rh**!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;geli lah dy, kl lwat jd sok" ga lyad. (ogah nyapa dy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;masi untung blum qta santet dy. wkwk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;huahuahua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hahahaa.... waktu itu, qta cma bcanda doank c.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tp kl dy mqn nyolot.. (xp taw qta gituin beneran..haha.. *peace G&amp;amp;*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;----stlh (brusaha) mlupakan kekesalan, ksedihan, kgeraman yg membara, ke-menohokan, kesakitan(sakit knp??)---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ahahhaahah!!!!!!!! liburan asik!! akirny! terbebas dr ulgn! peer! tugas yg berjibuunn (sebenerny lburan makin bnyk tugas anjrid!!) ! terbebas dr mlihat wajah para guru rexe it!! huahua! snang~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nggak jg c. jgn lyad lama liburny d. mnurut g pas lu libur, jgn maen" dl! mending selesein tgas" lu dulu. wkwk.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haduh.. liburan..(pgen blanja nii aduh! ada tas cute! waaw..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-6030657157138402478?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/6030657157138402478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=6030657157138402478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6030657157138402478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/6030657157138402478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/09/holiday-yay.html' title='HOLIDAY!! yay....'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-7536851970752999848</id><published>2008-08-19T18:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:11:19.052+07:00</updated><title type='text'>now a days..</title><content type='html'>d dunia ini.. g paling benci sm org yg :&lt;br /&gt;sk nyalahin org laen. sk nyalahin org laen. sk nyalahin org laen. sk nyalahin org laen. sk nyalahin org laen.. g sedih bgt soalny g sring ktemu org kek gtu. bkan cma nyalahin org, skalian sk nuduh, sk ngambing itemin org laen, sk boong, sk ngata"in.. and yg jd korban knp musti g? g slalu dtuntut jd 100% ank bae yg hrz jd tladan ap?? g sebel d. g bingung musti ngapaen..&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan bilang qta musti maapin org yg jaatin qta, yg nyakitin qta, yg benci qta.. tp susaaah.. gmana cara ga bales perbuatan org kek gtu? masa qta musti ngalah terus??&lt;br /&gt;kl g diem aj,,dia tetep tuh ngata"in g, nyalahin g, inget" mulu ksalahan" lama g, ngata"in g, nyalahin g, nuduh g,.. arrgh.. g kesel bgt. g mpe belom mkan siang dgn bener ni seharian.. sakit perut g. tp g males makan. males ngomong.. aarghh...&lt;br /&gt;tolong g donk. gmana cr ngadepin org kek gtu?? ada ga c org yg ngalamin hal yg sama kek g? ga cuma skali dwa kali.. tp sering boo.. sering g bales, tp malah tmbh ancur. g tetep aj tuh dkata"in, d fitnah, d olokin, d tendangin, tetep aj disalah"in.. keselll... tp g ga tau musti ngapain?&lt;br /&gt;udah gitu.. g jg lgy kesel ama org yg suka ngeliat hal" buruk aja dr org laen. ga cuma anak", tp org dwasa g lyat jg bnyk lho yg kyk gtu! sebel d. guru g contohny ..(pdhl guru sharusny dpt mbrikan contoh bae y bwat muridny?).. pas dy sibuk ngejelsin d papan, g lyatin dgn serius.. trus abis dy jelasin, g bcanda ma tmn" g (paling bentar doang, org cm ktawa dikit gituu)..&lt;br /&gt;eeh, dy marah" ke g!! pas org laen ngbrl", ga dmarahin-cm dtanyain doank napa ngbrl!! anjlid!&lt;br /&gt;pilih kasih bgt c! wong g jg dengerin apa yg dy jelasin.. rese amat, masa asal ngejudge orang karna skali itu ktauan bcanda?  mana ada c manusia yg suci tanpa dosa dan tak perna mlakukan ksalahan? gila aj. masa org dtuntut 24jem bersikap bae?? hah! yg bener azaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. maap g lgy bete bgt gr" org macem gitu.. wkwk...pliz help mi mai frenz!! i love you all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-7536851970752999848?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/7536851970752999848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=7536851970752999848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7536851970752999848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/7536851970752999848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-days.html' title='now a days..'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-2016569349226546618</id><published>2008-08-16T11:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:18:33.118+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawak" glaaa......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hwahaaa.. g baru sajah mndengar crita konyol tmn g, ***.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wkwkwk. konyol bgt mpe g ngakak" trus neh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moralny: jaman skarang ati" y ma org yg ajak knalan lwat sms, fs, msn, ym, apapun dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slidikin dl tuh org, tanya"in trus! kl ga, jwb asal aj..cuekin! wkwkwk. soalny, kmungkinan :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. itu beneran org iseng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. itu&lt;em&gt; temen&lt;/em&gt; qta beneran! wkwkwk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;temen g tuh ngerjain tmnny pake nama org. trus gokil bgt mpe g ngakak mulu!! hwahhaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mslhny yg dy kerjain tuh anakny cuek" keren gtu. trus yg ngerjain gokil pula, pake sok banci. (kek gay malah. parah d.) sok bule, skul negri. kocak bnr.. ktawa mulu g.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;komplet dah konyolny. haduh", ga kbayang kl g ad d posisi yg d kerjain. pstiny g dah jiji..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mkny, kl ad org ajakin knalan, jgn jawab"in dulu! tanyain yg LENGKAP byar dy bingung boongny! wkwkwk. konyol dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SKZhTnP50lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ydYYmLqsfIE/s1600-h/google.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234978606445875794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="227" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SKZhTnP50lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ydYYmLqsfIE/s320/google.jpg" width="389" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-2016569349226546618?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/2016569349226546618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=2016569349226546618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2016569349226546618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/2016569349226546618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/08/lawak-glaaa.html' title='Lawak&quot; glaaa......'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SKZhTnP50lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ydYYmLqsfIE/s72-c/google.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-350456420619382972</id><published>2008-08-09T14:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:55:08.540+07:00</updated><title type='text'>gelo..</title><content type='html'>g ga ngerti fskaa..kaco abis.. gmana neh ulgn snen.. hhu..&lt;br /&gt;oiya, pmbukaan olimpyade beijing kmaren ngebosenin abis. g mpe ngantok..&lt;br /&gt;tp ternyata g ktinggalan bag.t'akirny... hwaah.. pdhl tgl kmaren keren bgt y.&lt;br /&gt;08.08.08....&lt;br /&gt;manteb abis. hwaha..&lt;br /&gt;oya, balik lg k fisika bo.. kmaren pas ada pljrnny d klas, kan 2 jam tuh. 1jem pertama c g mc sadar y.. (byarpun kaga ngarti n pusing" liatin tuh guru nulis" ndiri d papan) guru fsika g mpe bilang "nih kyny pada pasrah ulgn besok.. tp saya harus optimis.." wakaka.... trus g ngeliat pmandangan tmn" klas g yg sbagian mc rajin nyatet, sbagian lg bengong" ga ngerti.. sbagian lg (tmn" d seblah g) pada ngangguk" ngantuk! wakaka.. lucu bgt ngliatny. g sempet godain mreka.. hehe.. tp abis bel jem k2, g ktularan virusny! g ktiduran (bener" bobo) mpe ga tau lg ap yg dterangin guru itu.. tba" (ajaib gto) 5 mnit trakir pel.fisika.. g &amp;amp; tmn seblah g kaget bgn.. wkwk.. bs kompakan sadar gt! hwaha.. trus akirny qta ktawa ktiwi mpe bel 5 mnit kmudian..wkwk..&lt;br /&gt;ksimpulan dr crita ini.. qta ga dengerin plajaran 2 jem itu. wkwk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-350456420619382972?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/350456420619382972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=350456420619382972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/350456420619382972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/350456420619382972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/08/gelo.html' title='gelo..'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-8288509518552458147</id><published>2008-08-05T18:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T19:07:04.278+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SJhA1jbDijI/AAAAAAAAABM/1wLyhS1sRXk/s1600-h/gurlie.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231002255976794674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SJhA1jbDijI/AAAAAAAAABM/1wLyhS1sRXk/s320/gurlie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SJg_N2ndbRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/e9MI9fEV8p4/s1600-h/danz.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heihoo.. bosen bgt niiee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gla.. guru" d klz g bikin ngantok smua! mabok dah.. huaaah.. ngantuk bgt d klas.. udah gitu bawaanny banyak bgt! berat.. fiuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pr jg lgsg mnumpuk.. hwaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heeh.. udah gtu pulangny sore bgt. bikin cape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;smoga g bisa ngikutin plajaran dgn bae y..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oiya,.. ada yg taw tempat les mat, fis, kimia yg bagus??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;belon ngeles nih. udah mule susah plajaranny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hwaha... stres nih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gmana y cara ngilangin stres.......... ugh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-8288509518552458147?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/8288509518552458147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=8288509518552458147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8288509518552458147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/8288509518552458147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/08/heihoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SJhA1jbDijI/AAAAAAAAABM/1wLyhS1sRXk/s72-c/gurlie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-5460052228967824296</id><published>2008-08-05T18:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:45:51.687+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sblum kmu mngeluh...</title><content type='html'>HARI INI SEBELUM KAMU MENGELUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. SEBELUM KAMU MENGATAKAN KATA-KATA YANG TIDAK BAIK. PIKIRKAN TENTANG SESEORANG YANG TIDAK DAPAT BERBICARA SAMA SEKALI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. SEBELUM KAMU MENGELUH TENTANG RASA DARI MAKANANMU. PIKIRKAN TENTANG SESEORANG YANG TIDAK PUNYA APAPUN UNTUK DIMAKAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. SEBELUM KAMU MENGELUH TIDAK PUNYA APA-APA. PIKIRKAN TENTANG SESEORANG YANG MEMINTA-MINTA DI JALANAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. SEBELUM KAMU MENGELUH BAHWA KAMU BURUK. PIKIRKAN TENTANG SESEORANG YANG BERADA PADA TINGKAT YANG TERBURUK DI DALAM HIDUPNYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. HARI INI SEBELUM KAMU MENGELUH TENTANG HIDUPMU. PIKIRKAN SESEORANG YANG MENINGGAL TERLALU CEPAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. SEBELUM KAMU MENGELUH TENTANG RUMAHMU YANG KOTOR KARENA PEMBANTUMU TIDAK MENGERJAKAN TUGASNYA. PIKIRKAN TENTANG ORANG-ORANG YANG TINGGAL DI JALANAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. SEBELUM KAMU MENGELUH TENTANG CAPAINYA KAKIMU BERJALAN. PIKIRKAN TENTANG SESEORANG YANG TIDAK PUNYA KAKI DAN TIDAK BISA BERJALAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. DAN DI SAAT KAMU LELAH DAN MENGELUH TENTANG SEKOLAHMU. PIKIRKAN TENTANG ORANG-ORANG YANG BERHARAP MEREKA BISA SEKOLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. SEBELUM KAMU MENUNJUK JARI DAN MENYALAHKAN ORANG LAIN. INGATLAH BAHWA TIDAK ADA SEORANGPUN YANG TIDAK BERDOSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. KITA SEMUA MENJAWAB KEPADA SANG PENCIPTA. DAN KETIKA KAMU SEDANG BERSEDIH DAN HIDUPMU DALAM KESUSAHAN. TERSENYUM DAN BERTERIMA KASIHLAH KEPADA TUHAN BAHWA KITA MASIH HIDUP!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. CINTAI ORANG LAIN DENGAN PERKATAAN DAN PERBUATANMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. CINTA DICIPTAKAN TIDAK UNTUK DISIMPAN ATAU DISEMBUNYIKAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a.. IT'S TRUE YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'VE GOT UNTILL IT'S GONE, BUT IT'S ALSO TRUE YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'VE BEEN MISSING UNTIL IT ARRIVES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-5460052228967824296?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/5460052228967824296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=5460052228967824296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5460052228967824296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5460052228967824296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/08/sblum-kmu-mngeluh.html' title='sblum kmu mngeluh...'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-273672482587393023</id><published>2008-08-05T15:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:33:29.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wawa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m0NWafzZu5k/SGoYFe5JLMI/AAAAAAAABnw/zT9D8j2hv9U/1214853536865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m0NWafzZu5k/SGoYFe5JLMI/AAAAAAAABnw/zT9D8j2hv9U/1214853536865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;wawawa.. VILLA! ramos! IKER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-273672482587393023?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/273672482587393023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=273672482587393023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/273672482587393023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/273672482587393023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/08/wawa.html' title='wawa..'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m0NWafzZu5k/SGoYFe5JLMI/AAAAAAAABnw/zT9D8j2hv9U/s72-c/1214853536865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-5581483276416415586</id><published>2008-08-02T10:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:45:29.430+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm confused...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hearing d news about c.ronaldo wanna join real madrid.. i'm so confused.. usually i support real madrid and MU, but i don't know can MU win their next seasons without c.r? he's make a really bad decision if he move to real.. and i think real madrid won't be a solid team with c.r.. hwhw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love real..&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SJPX-ztTWuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_uM14JtDbEY/s1600-h/REAL!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229761066339359458" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="135" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SJPX-ztTWuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_uM14JtDbEY/s320/REAL!!.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-5581483276416415586?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/5581483276416415586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=5581483276416415586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5581483276416415586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5581483276416415586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-confused.html' title='i&apos;m confused...'/><author><name>Jɑnicε Agnεs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829222632062807236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmN2J5hX0e0/TtyL_K8mFcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MkRBnTx3fGM/s220/100_2421.JPG_effected-001%2Bsmall.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SJPX-ztTWuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_uM14JtDbEY/s72-c/REAL!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144847313002292104.post-5014311672497174078</id><published>2008-07-29T18:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:01:40.618+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.... Nice to meet you! ^^=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SI8GaC5zqtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bKJkWCHW3Lk/s1600-h/ponzi+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228404736926132946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eAQIKXr7c-g/SI8GaC5zqtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bKJkWCHW3Lk/s320/ponzi+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello... thanks 4 lookin my blog.. i don't know what must i write... hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. i will share about my life, my favorite artist, my school (muat i?), my hobbies,..and many more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love watching football.. i love eating, walking around.. and watching animals' activity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made this blog to train my english, so i can speak english well 1 day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what else?? what do you want to know about me??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just gimme comment okay?? hwahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm hm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a nice day!! luv you all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4144847313002292104-5014311672497174078?l=nuveno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/feeds/5014311672497174078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4144847313002292104&amp;postID=5014311672497174078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5014311672497174078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4144847313002292104/posts/default/5014311672497174078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuveno.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-nice-to-meet-you.html' title='Hello.... 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