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<pubDate>Sun, 27 Dec 2009 19:37:20 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[23 Desember 2009 Rabu Hari terakhir kuliah sebelum liburan. Mungkin juga akan menjadi hari terakhir ]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#0000ff;">Rabu</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Hari terakhir kuliah sebelum liburan. Mungkin juga akan menjadi hari terakhir saya bertemu dengan dirinya sebelum liburan natal dan tahun baru ini. Sayang, jadwal saya dan dirinya berbeda hari ini. Kami mengambil kelas yang berbeda. Saya terus berharap di dalam hati semoga hari ini saya akan bertemu dengan dirinya seblum saya pulang ke Jakarta.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Sengaja saya menuliskan rencananya saya di twitter</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#99cc00;">&#8220;Jam 09.00 AM ke perpustakaan mengerjakan tugas, jam 13.00 mengerjakan cash flow jam 15.00 kelas kewirausahaan dan jam 17.00 otw to JAKARTA&#8221;</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">tidak ada respon.. ok saya sign out, lalu fokus mengerjakan tugas.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">oh my god.. saya tidak bisa menahan rasa penasaran saya. Saya log in kembali, berharap ada reply. Tapi&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Ah tidak ada balasan, sedih rasanya. Oke saya tidak menyerah, saya menulis kembali</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">me : <span style="color:#339966;">&#8220;di perpustakaan ngerjain ekoman, yang lain pada kemana ya?&#8221;</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#339966;"><span style="color:#000000;">him</span> : &#8220;ngerjain ekoman di plasma&#8221;</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#339966;"><span style="color:#000000;">Rupanya dirinya berada di plasma.. ya kami memang terpisah jarak, tapi saya sangat berterima kasih dengan kemajuan teknologi sekarang. Saya bisa berkomunikasi dengannya dimana dan kapan saja.. hehehehe :p</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#339966;"><span style="color:#000000;">Lagi-lagi saya tweeting</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#339966;"><span style="color:#000000;">me : <span style="color:#00ff00;">&#8220;cepatlah datang jam 17.00 saya mau pulang&#8221;</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#339966;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#00ff00;"><span style="color:#000000;">him : <span style="color:#339966;">&#8220;mules gw pengen nonton&#8221;</span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#339966;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#00ff00;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#339966;"><span style="color:#000000;">hahaha lucu rasanya&#8230; kami berdua sama-sama online dalam twitter, namun kami berdua tidak saling berinteraksi. Saya asyik meng-update mengatakan saya akan pulang ke Jakarta. Dia asik men-update ingin menonton. </span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><strong><span style="color:#339966;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#00ff00;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#339966;"><span style="color:#000000;">&#8220;malu, ya rasa malu ini masih ada. saya suka dirinya, tapi saya takut dia tidak, saya ingin mendekatinya, tapi saya takut ia akan jauh, yang bisa saya lakukan hanyalah berharap&#8221;</span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;">Waktu telah menunjukkan pukul 14.30 dan saya belum melihat dirinya HARI INI. Tuhan dimanakah Ia?? saya kembali menulis dalam twitter</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">me : <span style="color:#339966;">&#8220;Hei.. ini sudah mau jam 17.00 wanna see you dulu laaahh~~&#8221;</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;">Saya mematikan laptop, dan mengikuti kelas kewirausahaan. Lagi-lagi saya membenci perasaan ini. </span></p>
<blockquote><p><strong><span style="color:#000000;">&#8220;rasa suka, rasa cinta, rasa kagum. Semua rasa itu membuat saya menjadi tidak berdaya, saya hanya memikirkan dia. Kini otak saya telah dipenuhi oleh dirinya&#8221;</span></strong></p></blockquote>
<p style="text-align:justify;">17.00</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Oh god, ternyata benar hari terakhir saya kuliah, maka menjadi hari yang sangat suram. Saya tidak melihat dirinya, bahkan hanya untuk sekedar menyapa. Pukul 17.00 saya kembali ke kostan, merapihkan barang-barang yang akan di bawa ke Jakarta.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">18.30</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Saya sendiri di dalam angkutan kota, sambil terus memikirkan dirinya. Tiba-tiba Handphone saya bergetar, ada sms</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">I : <span style="color:#00ff00;">&#8220;lu dimana? anak-anak mau nonton tuh, kita nonton yg jam 21.00 lu mau ikut gak? si &#8220;anu&#8221; juga ikutt loh, dia yang ngajak&#8221;</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;">me : <span style="color:#ff00ff;">&#8220;<span style="color:#00ff00;">what?? aahhh gw udah dalam perjalanan pulang menuju Jakarta&#8221;</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;">I : &#8220;<span style="color:#00ff00;">ya ellah lu masih dimana emang? ayoo lu harus ketemu dia dulu sebelum pulang, nginep di rumah GUWEE besok pagi pulang&#8221;</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;">me :<span style="color:#ff00ff;"> <span style="color:#00ff00;">&#8220;huhuhuhu gak bisa.. besok gw udah ada janji ma kk gw, gimana atuh?? Argghh gw pengen liat dia.. DAMN!!&#8221;</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;">Bodohnya diri ini, kenapa saya harus buru-buru pulang. ahh.. pupuslah sudah hasrat ini untuk berpamitan dengan dirinya. Saya kembali terduduk sendiri, kali ini saya sudah berada di dalam kereta, AC EKONOMI menuju Jakarta. Bosan menunggu, saya memberanikan diri mengirimnya sms</span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;">me : <span style="color:#ff00ff;">&#8220;Heh.. Seneng ya pada nonton, waktunya gak tepaaatt!! gw penggenn!! huhuhuh&#8221;</span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;">TIDAK ADA BALASAN</span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;">ya&#8230; saya pulang sendiri, di kereta yang dingin, di malam yang dingin, tanpa balasan sms darinya.</span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><strong>Untuk dirinya :</strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><strong>Saya berharap kamu mengetahui perasaan saya. Dan saya harap kamu juga memiliki perasaan yang sama, namun jika tidak, saya harap jangan ada yang berubah. Kau boleh pergi dengan siapa saja, namun yang jelas biarkanlah saya menyukaimu, menganggumimu, dan mencintaimu.</strong></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;">Satu lagi yang pasti</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="color:#000000;">Saya kembali menulis tentang dirinya malam ini.<br />
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<title><![CDATA[Untitled #5 english version]]></title>
<link>http://yuvita.wordpress.com/2009/12/25/untitled-5-english-version/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 19:51:28 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>yuvita</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[December 22, 2009 Tuesday Day two in the last week before the holidays come. Still remembered in my ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><span style="color:#0000ff;">December 22, 2009</span></p>
<p>Tuesday</p>
<p>Day two in the last week before the holidays come. Still remembered in my mind, the moment at December 21, 2009, it was hard to forget. Today I wish to meet him again, joking with him, spend the day with him.</p>
<p>Today&#8217;s class is very different, the lecture is GREAT TEACHER, he is a professor in the field of agriculture. hmm &#8230; honestly  I&#8217;m not very interested in this field, so I chose to sit in the back. Not long later I saw him sitting one row behind me. Today he wore a white shirt covered with a black cardigan. his eyes was very tired, it has narrowed his eyes .. but, for some reason I think small eyes that made me melted.<br />
<strong>&#8220;His eyes were small, but he could see anything, even he could see my heart, he could easily see my heart to see what&#8217;s in my mind to see what I wanted, he could see me &#8230; He saw me and made me fall&#8221;<br />
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Ahh .. when does the class end?? I am sick, I wanted to talk with him, laughing, and occasionally hitting sassy back (hahahah aggressive).</p>
<p>No one has to know my feelings to himself. Ahh &#8230; it was hard to keep these feelings alone. I need a friend, a friend shared, reliable friends, good friends, friends who understood me. &#8220;I&#8221; yes .. she is &#8220;I&#8221; I tell all my feelings about him to the &#8220;I&#8221;, &#8220;I&#8221; do not believe it &#8230; Hahahahah .. she didn&#8217;t thought I&#8217;ll be got a crush on him. Yeah&#8230; <strong></strong></p>
<blockquote><p><strong>&#8220;He did not like the man I loved before. He was sloppy, was lazy, he did not care, He is childish, he is not a leader, He is not a celebrity, but I&#8217;m sure behind it all there is the adult figure, responsible, humorous, loving and living life as it is. But one thing is sure now he&#8217;s really got me&#8217;</strong></p></blockquote>
<p>Deep in conversation with &#8220;I&#8221; about her, I did not realize he was moved. He sat one row with me, near the window. Honestly I was very  happy to know that he moved his seat. So I can see him, see what he did, I hope he too, I hope he ca see me too</p>
<p>Class is over, I wish I can approached him  quickly  just to say hi, but,  Arghh why there is always a barrier? yup I fell my head was dizzy, not remarkably strong to stand   WHY?</p>
<p>I decided to get back to my share house and go to sleep. Once I closed my eyes &#8230; his face appears, his funny behavior surfaced. I tried to sleep.</p>
<p>HEALTHY .. I want to be HEALTHY forever, so I can spend the day with him.</p>
<p>Oh Lord!? what is  it? Am I really really have fallen to him??</p>
<p><strong>&#8220;My eyes and my body was already asleep but the heart was still thinking of him&#8221; </strong></p>
<p>One thing  for sure</p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">I WRITE ABOUT HIM AGAIN</span><br />
<a href="http://photobucket.com/images/falling%20in%20love" target="_blank"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/yadira02_2008/fallinginlove.jpg" border="0" alt="falling in love Pictures, Images and Photos" width="408" height="184" /></a></p>
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<link>http://yuvita.wordpress.com/2009/12/25/untitled-5/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 19:28:48 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>yuvita</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[22 Desember 2009 Selasa Hari ke dua dalam minggu terakhir sebelum liburan akhir tahun. Masih teringa]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#0000ff;">Selasa</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Hari ke dua dalam minggu terakhir sebelum liburan akhir tahun. Masih teringat di dalam pikiran saya, keindahan malam 21 Desember 2009, sulit rasanya untuk melupakannya. Hari ini saya kembali berharap akan bertemu dengan dirinya, bercanda dengan dirinya, melewati hari dengan dirinya.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Kuliah hari ini sangat berbeda, karena hari ini dosen yang mengajar adalah seorang GURU BESAR, dia adalah seorang profesor di bidang agraria. hmm&#8230; jujur saya tidak terlalu tertarik dengan bidang ini, maka saya pun memilih untuk duduk di belakang. Tidak lama kemudian saya melihat dirinya duduk satu baris di belakang saya. Hari ini Ia memakai kaos putih dibalut dengan cardigan hitam. Masih terlihat di matanya rasa kantuk karena tidur larut, matanya semakin mengecil.. namun, entah mengapa menurut saya matanya yang kecil itulah yang membuat saya luluh.</p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong>&#8220;Matanya memang kecil, tapi Ia bisa melihat apa saja, bahkan Ia bisa melihat isi hatiku, Ia bisa dengan mudahnya melihat hatiku melihat apa yang ada di pikiranku melihat apa yang ku inginkan, Ia dapat melihatku&#8230; Ia melihatku dan membuatku jatuh&#8221;</strong></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;">Ahh.. kapankah kuliah ini berakhir?? saya muak, saya ingin segera berbicara dengan dirinya, tertawa, sambil sesekali memukul centil punggungnya (hahahah saya agresif).</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Belum ada yang mengetahui perasaan saya kepada dirinya. Ahh&#8230; rasanya tidak kuat memendam perasaan ini sendirian. Saya butuh teman, teman berbagi, teman yang dapat dipercaya, teman yang nyaman, teman yang mengerti saya apa adanya. &#8220;I&#8221; ya.. dia adalah &#8220;I&#8221; kuceritakan semua perasaan saya tentang dirinya kepada &#8220;I&#8221;, &#8220;I&#8221; tidak percaya&#8230; Hahahahah.. memang sekilas saya tidak mungkin jatuh pada dirinya. Dia tidak seperti laki-laki yang saya sukai sebelumnya. <strong>Ia urakan, Ia malas, Ia tidak peduli,Ia kekanak-kanakan, Ia bukan pemimpin, Ia bukan orang terkenal, </strong> tapi saya yakin dibalik itu semua terdapat s<strong>osoknya yang dewasa, bertanggung jawab, humoris, mencintai dan menjalani hidup apa adanya. </strong>Tapi satu hal yang pasti sekarang dia benar-benar sudah mendapatkan saya. HAHAAHAHAH&#8230;.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Asyik berbicara dengan &#8220;I&#8221; mengenai dirinya, saya tidak sadar ternyata dirinya kembali pindah tempat duduk. Ia duduk satu baris dengan saya, di dekat jendela. Jujur saya kembali senang ketika mengetahui Ia pindah tempat duduk. Saya jadi bisa melihatnya, melihat apa yang Ia kerjakan, semoga Ia juga begitu, semoga Ia bisa melihatku&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Kuliah selesai, ingin rasanya cepat-cepat menghampiri dirinya untuk sekedar say hi, tapiiiiiiii!!! ARGHH kenapa selalu ada penghalang??? yup kepala ini pusing, tidak kepalang&#8230; saya tidak kuat berdiri. WHY???</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Saya putuskan untuk segera kembali ke kostan dan mengistirahatkan tubuh ini, mata ini, hati ini. Tetap saja, begitu memejamkan mata&#8230; wajahnya muncul, tingkah lakunya yang lucu kembali muncul. Saya mencoba untuk tidur. SEHAT.. saya ingin SEHAT agar terus bisa menjalani hari, melihat dirinya.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Oh Lord?? apakah ini? benarkah saya benar-benar telah jatuh padanya??</p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong>&#8220;Ya mata dan tubuh ini memang telah tertidur namun hati ini tetap memikirkan dirinya&#8221;</strong></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;">Satu hal yang pasti</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong>SAYA KEMBALI MENULIS TENTANG DIRINYA.</strong></p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/images/falling%20in%20love" target="_blank"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn3/yadira02_2008/fallinginlove.jpg" border="0" alt="falling in love Pictures, Images and Photos" width="443" height="190" /></a></p>
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<link>http://toddwisdom.wordpress.com/2009/12/25/short-cute-phrases-and-coll-proverb/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 10:29:01 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>ronniestafford1981</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Quotable Cute Quotes And Cute Proverb There is no real wealth but the labor of man Cute Words Not mu]]></description>
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There is no real wealth but the labor of man</p>
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Cute Words</p>
<p>Not much meat on her, but what&#39;s there is choice</p>
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Good Phrases</p>
<p>Faith is a higher faculty than reason</p>
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Nice Words</p>
<p>Hell is full of good intentions</p>
<p>Today, you have 100% of your life left</p>
<p>Wisdom begins in wonder</p>
<p>Laws were made to be broken</p>
<p>Falsely luxurious, will not man awake?</p>
<p>All my possessions for a moment of time<br />
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Romantic Quotes</p>
<p>Fervor is the weapon of choice of the impotent</p>
<p>You will stir up the hornets</p>
<p>The great fishpond</p>
<p>Got one foot in the grave</p>
<p>A radical is one who speaks the truth</p>
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Wise Quotations</p>
<p>Fans don&#39;t boo nobodies</p>
<p><a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/awesome-one-liners-quotes">awesome one liner</a></p>
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<link>http://yuvita.wordpress.com/2009/12/24/untitled-4-english-version/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 18:27:53 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>yuvita</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[December 21, 2009 Monday The first day at the beginning of the week, everyone was busy preparing for]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;color:#00b0f0;font-size:small;">Monday</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">The first day at the beginning of the week, everyone was busy preparing for this day, including me.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">I am also busy preparing for today, Monday, the day where I will meet him, and spend the day with him.</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Today he wore a green shirt, as usual he came with his warm smile. He came a little late, so he had to sit in the back row. Today&#8217;s topic is about the broadcast, one of my favorite topics. Lecturer explains this topic with enthusiastically, as interested in the topic today, he moved to the front seat, he was sitting at the same row with me.</span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> I was nervous, this heart beat begin to beats faster again. Hahaahaha&#8230;</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> </span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">During the class I kept watching the lecturer  and occasionally look at him (hahaha I know it sounds so tawdry, yes I am &#8220;surreptitiously view&#8221; to him) it felt good.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">The heart was beating so quickly, afraid of getting caught &#8230; hahahah I fell like an idiot</span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">I return to focus to the topic of today, lecturers provide the opportunity for students to ask questions. I raised my hand swiftly, but I was not chosen by the lecturer.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">There was a male voice asked, I turned to the left &#8230; Wow it was him who asking questions.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Not like what I was thinking before, his question is very good,  very attractive, very critical. One more plus pin from him, <strong>We</strong> <strong>were attracted to the same thing.</strong></span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">PRESS.</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;color:#00b0f0;font-size:small;"> </span><span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;color:#00b0f0;font-size:small;">_____________________________________Night____________________________________</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> </span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Tonight is the night that I&#8217;ll be waiting for.</span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> </span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Tonight we will bring something that make our class good</span>. <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Something that very artistic, something we&#8217;ve practiced for, something that can entertain all of my friends.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> </span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Something that makes me and him getting closer, day by day.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Something that makes all things and this feeling was born.</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> </span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Night fell, the night looks bright with stars that shine, but unfortunately he was not present yet.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">I kept waiting for him to come.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">I saw him </span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">from a distance again he seemed so small, he wore a white shirt (just like me), he walked with a smile, his small eyes become less visible when he smiled, but that&#8217;s what makes me more attracted to him. <strong>He is unique,</strong> hahaha &#8230;</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">I </span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">aproached him me as a friend who had been waiting for.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> </span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">We do hi fives, I wanted to take a moment to sit and enjoy the show together, but I know he had another responsibilities, he continued stepped forward, and I reluctantly stepped into the opposite direction with it.</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> </span>Night becomes darker<span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">, the theme songs of love began to resonate.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Yes &#8230; this time I really wish he was near me, but not &#8230; he was there with his responsibilities.</span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> Ok one more plus from him, <strong>he is responsible.</strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">it&#8217;s 22:30 o&#8217;clock, time for me and him showing us something that has been practiced so far.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">But before we perform, the love songs sounded again.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">“Dia bukakan pintu hatiku yang lama tak bisa percayakan cinta hingga dia disini memberi cintaku harapan, dia seperti apa yang selalu kunantikan, aku impikan, dia melihatku apa adanya, seakan ku sempurna”</span></em> </strong><em><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"><strong>(MALIQ AND D&#8217;ESSENTIAL, DIA)</strong><br />
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<p style="text-align:center;"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">&#8220;He opened the door of my heart that can not entrust the love, until he comes here give my love hope, he was like what I&#8217;ve been waiting for, I dreamed, he saw me just what I am, as I was perfect&#8221; </span></em><strong> </strong><em><strong>(MALIQ AND D&#8217;ESSENTIAL, DIA)</strong></em></strong></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Hahaha …</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Hahaha &#8230;</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;"> </span>H<span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">eard the song makes me really melted, I was singing along.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Then suddenly he was beside me and sing these songs &#8230; together &#8230;</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">GOD &#8230; I&#8217;M AFRAID TO FEEL THIS, WHAT IS THIS?</span> NOOO!!</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">We do our performances</span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">, we come up with riveting.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">The audience gave a standing ovation for, glad to see him laughing when he heard applause from the audience &#8230; ahh ~ <strong>cute</strong>~ ~</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">The night continued to roll, love songs turned into songs up beat.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">everbody </span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">dancing, laughing, but I did not see him, where he is? I continued to dance while watching around, hoping to find. Ha </span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Apparently he was tired ..</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">He was resting, sitting with still noding his head enjoying  the music &#60;3 &#60;3</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">It&#8217;s </span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">12 AM, I returned home at midnight.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">And again hoping he will accompanying me to home</span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">I asked him to come home together, and yup he accepts.</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Yeeeeeii!!!</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Yeeeeeii!</span> <span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Finally I can go home with him.</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">Walking in the cold middle of the night, saw the stars shining in the sky. During our way to go home, we joked each other, discuss our performance and my friends, laughing, and occasionally he patted my shoulder, before we say good bye he holding my shoulder, and we parted .</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">OH GOD!! </span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">I do not know what to do?</span></strong></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong> </strong><strong><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:small;">One thing for sure I come back to write him tonight.</span></strong></p>
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<p>Senin</p>
<p>Hari pertama di awal minggu, semua orang sibuk mempersiapkan hari ini, termasuk saya. Saya juga sibuk mempersiapkan diri untuk hari ini, hari Senin, hari dimana saya akan bertemu, dan bersama melewati waktu yang lama dengannya.</p>
<p>Hari ini Ia memakai kaos berwarna hijau, seperti biasa Ia datang dengan senyumnya yang hangat. Ia datang sedikit terlambat, sehingga Ia harus duduk di barisan belakang. Topik hari ini adalah mengenai siaran, salah satu topik yang saya gemari. Dosen menerangkan topik kali ini dengan penuh semangat, karena tertarik dengan topik hari ini, Ia menggeser kursi ke depan, sehingga duduk satu barisan dengan saya. Ok.. saya deg-degan… Hahaahaha.</p>
<p>Selama berjalannya kuliah saya terus memperhatikan dosen sambil sesekali melihat ke arahnya (hahaha ini memang terdengar norak, ya saya “curi-curi pandang” terhadapnya) rasanya menyenangkan. Jantung berdegup dengan cepat, takut ketahuan… hahahah saya seperti orang bodoh. Saya kembali focus kepada topik hari ini, dosen memberikan kesempatan kepada mahasiswa untuk bertanya. Saya pun mengangkat tangan saya dengan sigap, namun ternyata bukan saya yang dipilih oleh dosen tersebut. Terdengar suara pria yang bertanya, saya menoleh ke kiri… rupanya Ia yang mengajukan pertanyaan. Tidak disangka pertanyaan yang Ia buat sangatlah menarik, sangat kritis, ternyata <strong>Ia juga tertarik akan hal yang sama dengan saya</strong>. SIARAN.</p>
<p>___________________Malam_______________________________</p>
<p>Malam ini adalah malam yang sangat saya nanti. Malam ini kami akan membawa nama baik kelas kami dengan menampilkan sesuatu. Sesuatu yang sangat benilai seni, sesuatu yang telah kami latih selama ini, sesuatu yang dapat menghibur teman-teman semua. Sesuatu yang membuat saya dan dirinya semakin dekat, hari demi hari. Sesuatu yang membuat semua hal dan perasaan ini lahir.</p>
<p>Malam pun tiba, malam terlihat cerah dengan bintang-bintang yang bersinar, namun sayang Ia belum hadir. Saya terus menunggu dirinya hingga datang. Dari kejauhan kembali terlihat sesosok pria bertubuh kecil menggunakan kaos putih (sama seperti saya), kembali ia berjalan dengan tersenyum, matanya yang kecil semakin tidak terlihat ketika Ia tersenyum, namun itulah yang membuat saya semakin tertarik dengannya. <strong>Ia unik</strong>, hahaha…</p>
<p>Saya menghampirinya sebagai sahabat yang telah menunggu kehadirannya. Kami melakukan hi five, sejenak saya ingin mengajaknya duduk lalu menikmati acara bersama, namun saya tahu dia ada kepentingan lain, Ia terus melangkahkan kakinya ke depan, dan saya dengan berat hati melangkahkan kaki ke arah yang berlawanan dengannya.</p>
<p>Hari semakin malam, lagu-lagu bertemakan cinta mulai menggema. Ya… kali ini saya sangat berharap dia berada di dekat saya, namun tidak… dia  berada disana dengan tanggung jawabnya. Ok satu lagi nilai plus darinya, <strong>Ia sangat bertanggung jawab</strong>.</p>
<p>Waktu menujukkan pukul 22.30, saatnya saya dan dirinya menampilkan sesuatu yang telah kami latih selama ini. Namun sebelum kami tampil, lagu cinta kembali terdengar.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><strong><em>“Dia bukakan pintu hatiku yang lama tak bisa percayakan cinta hingga dia disini memberi cintaku harapan, dia seperti apa yang selalu kunantikan, aku impikan, dia melihatku apa adanya, seakan ku sempurna”</em></strong></p>
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<p>Hahaha …</p>
<p>mendengar lagu tersebut membuat saya benar-benar luluh, saya pun ikut bernyanyi. Lalu tiba-tiba Ia berada di samping saya dan menyanyikan lagu tersebut… bersama…</p>
<p>TUHAN… SAYA TAKUT AKAN PERASAAN INI, APAKAH INI? TIDAAKK!!!</p>
<p>Penampilan pun dimulai, kami tampil dengan memukau. Penonton memberikan tepuk tangan yang meriah, senang sekali melihat wajahnya yang tertawa riang ketika mendengar sambutan dari penonton… ahh~~~</p>
<p>Malam terus bergulir, lagu-lagu cinta berganti menjadi lagu-lagu up beat. Semuanya menari, semuanya tertawa, tapi saya tidak melihat dirinya, dimanakah dirinya? Saya terus menari sambil memperhatikan sekitar, berharap menemukannya. Ha.. Rupanya Ia merasa lelah.. Ia beristirahat, duduk dengan tetap menganggukan-anggukan kepalanya menikmati alunan music yang ada, lucunya~~~ oops… heheheh</p>
<p>Waktu telah menunjukkan pukul 12 AM, saya pulang tengah malam kembali. Dan kembali berharap Ia akan mengantarkan. Saya mengajaknya untuk pulang bersama, dan yup dia menerimanya. Yeeeeeii!!! Akhirnya bisa pulang bersamanya. Berjalan di dinginnya tengah malam, melihat bintang yang bersinar di langit. Selama di perjalanan saya dan dirinya saling bercanda, membahas penampilan kami dan teman-teman, tertawa, sambil sesekali dirinya menepuk pundakku, sebelum berpisah ia merangkulkan tanggannya ke pundakku, dan kami pun berpisah.</p>
<p><strong>Oh Tuhaaaaaaaaaaaaann… saya tidak tahu harus berbuat apa?</strong></p>
<p><strong>Satu hal yang pasti saya kembali menulis dirinya malam ini.</strong></p>
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 10:20:05 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Love is not a matter of counting the years, But making the years count. - Michelle St. Amand]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[Vivian: When I was a little girl, my mama used to lock me in the attic when I was bad, which was pre]]></description>
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Young Noah: Now you know that I want to give you all the things that you want, right? But I can’t, because they’re gone… They’re broken.</p>
<p><strong>- The Notebook</strong></p>
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 10:14:36 +0000</pubDate>
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Rhett: In the middle of that beautiful love scene? That wouldn’t be very tactful, would it? But don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.<br />
Scarlett: Sir, you are no gentleman.<br />
Rhett: And you, miss, are no lady…Don’t think that I hold that against you. Ladies have never held any charm for me.</p>
<p><strong>- Gone With The Wind</strong></p>
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<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 16:25:02 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[  The rose that you gave me has faded, and wilted away. But, the love tucked in deep inside remains ]]></description>
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<td>The rose that you gave me has faded, and wilted away. But, the love tucked in deep inside remains in my heart forever.</p>
<p>I think maybe forever is what you make of it. Tomorrow may be the end of your forever. I think we should be more careful how we use it.</td>
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<p>See there&#8217;s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It&#8217;s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.</p>
<p>Will I wait a lonely lifetime? If you want me to, I will.</p>
<p>A ring is round, it turns forever and that&#8217;s how long we&#8217;ll be together.</p>
<p>I will love you all my life and when I die I will still love you through eternity and beyond.</p>
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Daily Love Quotes And Inspirational Proverb</p>
<p> Intense feeling too often obscures the truth. </p>
<p> Blade There are worse things out tonight than vampires. Dr. Karen Jenson Like what Blade Like me. <br />
Amazing Cool Quotations And Wise Phrase</p>
<p> I have learned to use the word &#39;impossible&#39; with the greatest caution. </p>
<p> Know how sublime a thing is to suffer and be strong. </p>
<p> Cannot find REALITY.SYS&#8230;Universe Halted. </p>
<p> Necessity is the mother of invention. </p>
<p> Great minds think alike. </p>
<p> Shell to DOS&#8230; Come in DOS, do you copy Shell to DOS&#8230; </p>
<p> The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness. <br />
 Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love &#8211; and to put its trust in life. </p>
<p> You can&#39;t say that civilization don&#39;t advance, however, for in every war they kill you in a new way. </p>
<p> It was a Greek tragedy. Nixon was fulfilling his own nature. Once it started it could not end otherwise. </p>
<p> Making fun of born-again Christians is like hunting dairy cows with a high powered rifle and scope. </p>
<p> The citizen who criticizes his country is paying it an implied tribute. </p>
<p>Quotes In order to live free and happily you must sacrifice boredom. It is not always an easy sacrifice. </p>
<p> Sometimes when learning comes before experience It doesn&#39;t make sense right away. </p>
<p> Al Czervik Last time I saw a mouth like that, it had a hook in it. </p>
<p> The soul that is within me no man can degrade. <br />
Favorite Popular Sayings And Love Message</p>
<p> There is no little enemy. </p>
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Men Inspirational Quotes And Favorite Inspirational Phrase<br />
 No good workman without good tools. </p>
<p> He who can&#39;t endure the bad will not live to see the good. <br />
Long Popular Sayings And Quotable Famous Quotation</p>
<p> Wives in their husbands&#39; absences grow subtler, And daughters sometimes run off with the butler. </p>
<p> Don&#39;t accept your dog&#39;s admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful. </p>
<p> It is impossible to experience one&#39;s death objectively and still carry a tune. </p>
<p> Friendship, of itself a holy tie, Is made more sacred by adversity. </p>
<p> The pupil who is never required to do what he cannot do, never does what he can do. </p>
<p> I remember my mother&#39;s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life. </p>
<p> If this is coffee, please bring me some tea but if this is tea, please bring me some coffee. </p>
<p> I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free. </p>
<p> Ten thousand fools proclaim themselves into obscurity, while one wise man forgets himself into immortality. </p>
<p>Quotes Rast ich, so rost ich. (When I rest, I rust.) </p>
<p> Love your neighbor, but don&#39;t tear down your fence. </p>
<p> The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world&#39;s joy. </p>
<p> The experience of this sweet life. L&#39;esperienza de questa dolce vita. </p>
<p> Poverty is a veil that obscures the face of greatness. An appeal is a mask covering the face of tribulation. </p>
<p> Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolution. </p>
<p> To realize that prophecy in the people is like fruit in the tree is to know the unity of life. <br />
People Cute Quotes And Interesting Meaningful Message</p>
<p> Once a newspaper touches a story, the facts are lost forever, even to the protagonists. </p>
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