<?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-4880523959065776743</id><updated>2011-11-25T07:37:28.501+07:00</updated><category term='cerapan'/><category term='tugas'/><category term='review'/><category term='trulife'/><category term='heart art'/><category term='notes'/><title type='text'>@ME</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8015805507896713355</id><published>2011-11-24T22:17:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T22:20:10.430+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happens every f*cking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo orangnya baik ama gw yaaa, kalo gw baik juga sama orangnya yaaa..&lt;br /&gt;ga kenapa-napa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giliran gw ngga suka orangnya yaa, giliran udah dibetah2in yaaa..&lt;br /&gt;selalu ada aja yang bikin emosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabar deeeehhh, haduuuhhhhh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8015805507896713355?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8674468306042812263?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8674468306042812263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8674468306042812263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8674468306042812263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8674468306042812263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry.html' 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true.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;when there's something you really want yet you don't have money to buy it&lt;br /&gt;will you be happy, then?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't blame me for being cynical.&lt;br /&gt;it's been my life the way i know it.&lt;br /&gt;you don't have the right to judge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6502796037420863976?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6502796037420863976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6502796037420863976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6502796037420863976'/><link 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/&gt;you really think you're that worth to me? well, no.&lt;br /&gt;it's probably my stupid ego. it's probably my lousy judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it your inability to understand boundaries?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-9094506967685507422?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/9094506967685507422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=9094506967685507422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/9094506967685507422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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by His strength alone I’ll overcome&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I could stop and count successes like diamonds in my hands&lt;br /&gt;But those trophies could not equal to the grace by which I stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;I place my trust&lt;br /&gt;And find my glory in the power of the cross&lt;br /&gt;In every victory&lt;br /&gt;Let it be said of me&lt;br /&gt;My source of strength&lt;br /&gt;My source of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone do I glory&lt;br /&gt;For only by His grace I am redeemed&lt;br /&gt;For only His tender mercy&lt;br /&gt;Could reach beyond my weakness to my need&lt;br /&gt;And now I seek no greater honor in just to know Him more&lt;br /&gt;And to count my gains but losses to the glory of my Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;I place my trust&lt;br /&gt;And find my glory in the power of the cross&lt;br /&gt;In every victory&lt;br /&gt;Let it be said of me&lt;br /&gt;My source of strength&lt;br /&gt;My source of hope&lt;br /&gt;Is Christ alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-1823206663925704685?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/1823206663925704685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=1823206663925704685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1823206663925704685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1823206663925704685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/10/brian-littrell-in-christ-alone.html' title='Brian Littrell - In Christ Alone'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-2363068209460442744</id><published>2011-10-03T00:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:14:46.561+07:00</updated><title type='text'>adiksi</title><content type='html'>adiksi terhadap film itu ibarat adiksi terhadap narkoba.&lt;br /&gt;tentu, jika didengar sama sekali tidak membahayakan.&lt;br /&gt;tentu, jika dilihat pun tidak tampak berbahaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi nyatanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tugas? ah, nanti saja kalau sudah selesai.&lt;br /&gt;tidur? ah, tanggung satu episode lagi.&lt;br /&gt;cek email? ah, nanti satu download-an lagi.&lt;br /&gt;makan? ah, nanti kalau sudah satu season.&lt;br /&gt;bahkan ke toilet? ah, sebentar deh lagi seru.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-2363068209460442744?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/2363068209460442744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=2363068209460442744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2363068209460442744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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size.&lt;br /&gt;They say you know,&lt;br /&gt;When you know.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel&lt;br /&gt;The fairytale feeling, no.&lt;br /&gt;Am I a stupid girl&lt;br /&gt;For even dreaming that I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not like the movies,&lt;br /&gt;That's how it should be, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;When he's the one,&lt;br /&gt;I'll come undone,&lt;br /&gt;And my world will stop spinning&lt;br /&gt;And that's just the beginning, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow white said when I was young,&lt;br /&gt;"One day my prince will come."&lt;br /&gt;So I wait for that date.&lt;br /&gt;They say its hard to meet your match,&lt;br /&gt;Find my better half.&lt;br /&gt;So we make perfect shapes.&lt;br /&gt;If stars don't align,&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't stop time,&lt;br /&gt;If you cant see the sign,&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;One hundred percent,&lt;br /&gt;With every penny spent.&lt;br /&gt;He'll be the one that,&lt;br /&gt;Finishes your sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not like the movies,&lt;br /&gt;That's how it should be.&lt;br /&gt;When he's the one,&lt;br /&gt;He'll come undone,&lt;br /&gt;And my world will stop spinning,&lt;br /&gt;And that's just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know you're out there,&lt;br /&gt;And you're, you're looking for me.&lt;br /&gt;It's a crazy idea that you were made,&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly for me you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the movies.&lt;br /&gt;That's how it will be.&lt;br /&gt;Cinematic and dramatic with the perfect ending.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like the movies,&lt;br /&gt;But that's how it will be.&lt;br /&gt;When he's the one,&lt;br /&gt;You'll come undone,&lt;br /&gt;And your world will stop spinning,&lt;br /&gt;And it's just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Movies'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-484262454226363782</id><published>2011-08-25T21:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T21:04:52.540+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you believe in destiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if we're destined to be together yet we're bond to our blood, nation, culture, and civilization?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-484262454226363782?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-4683382510635015914</id><published>2011-08-10T20:22:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T20:27:22.466+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are you for real?&lt;br /&gt;because things are like dream these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you the one i'm looking for?&lt;br /&gt;because it sure as hell like you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's doubt&lt;br /&gt;ugly mist hanging in the middle of the road&lt;br /&gt;making things uncertain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can barely see my own heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-4683382510635015914?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-6439869631756122386</id><published>2011-08-10T20:15:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T20:21:21.097+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't ever let it be darkness&lt;br /&gt;don't ever let it be loneliness&lt;br /&gt;though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to lose a good friend&lt;br /&gt;i don't want you to think that you lose a good friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let it be silence&lt;br /&gt;because bestfriend didn't talk with words, they talk with heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6439869631756122386?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-9040384357249024789</id><published>2011-06-28T00:42:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T00:49:58.762+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't want to explain what i did or why&lt;br /&gt;i don't have to explain what i did or why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind you judge me&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind you say bad things about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life isn't book you can read&lt;br /&gt;my life isn't song you can sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't open your pages, i won't try to look&lt;br /&gt;you don't tell your stories, i won't try to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your life isn't book i can read&lt;br /&gt;your life isn't song i can sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you open your pages, i'll read till i blind&lt;br /&gt;you tell your stories, i'll listen till i deaf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-9040384357249024789?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/9040384357249024789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=9040384357249024789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/9040384357249024789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/9040384357249024789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-want-to-explain-what-i-did-or.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-1979927457889277520</id><published>2011-06-12T14:40:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T14:49:28.794+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME</title><content type='html'>i need to go home. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;this thing's making me uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;it's making me vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like being vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;it's unusual. dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;i have to go home.&lt;br /&gt;i need to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's killing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-1979927457889277520?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/1979927457889277520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=1979927457889277520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1979927457889277520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1979927457889277520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/06/home.html' title='HOME'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3724980539762539997</id><published>2011-06-07T14:33:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:34:41.096+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it hits me in my face that while i can fall for you, you also can fall for someone else. (little fact i picked up on twitter this morning)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3724980539762539997?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3724980539762539997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3724980539762539997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3724980539762539997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3724980539762539997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-hits-me-in-my-face-that-while-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-7789590307514001359</id><published>2011-06-06T12:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T12:47:30.563+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katy Perry - Thinking of You</title><content type='html'>Comparisons are easily done&lt;br /&gt;Once you've had a taste of perfection&lt;br /&gt;Like an apple hanging from a tree&lt;br /&gt;I picked the ripest one, I still got the seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said move on, where do I go?&lt;br /&gt;I guess second best is all I will know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;(Thinking of you, thinking of you)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you, what you would do&lt;br /&gt;If you were the one who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;(Spending the night, spending the night)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wish that I was looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like an Indian Summer in the middle of winter&lt;br /&gt;Like a hard candy with a surprise center&lt;br /&gt;How do I get better once I've had the best?&lt;br /&gt;You said there's tons of fish in the water, so the waters I will test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kissed my lips, I taste your mouth, oh!&lt;br /&gt;(Taste your mouth)&lt;br /&gt;He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;[| From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/katy-perry-lyrics/thinking-of-you-lyrics.html |]&lt;br /&gt;(Thinking of you, thinking of you)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you, what you would do&lt;br /&gt;If you were the one who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;(Spending the night, spending the night)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wish that I was looking into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best, and yes, I do regret&lt;br /&gt;How I could let myself let you go&lt;br /&gt;Now, now the lesson's learned&lt;br /&gt;I touched it, I was burned&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think you should know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;(Thinking of you, thinking of you)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you, what you would do&lt;br /&gt;If you were the one who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;(Spending the night, spending the night)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wish that I was looking into your, your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Looking into your eyes, looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, won't you walk through?&lt;br /&gt;And bust in the door and take me away?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no more mistakes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay, stay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-7789590307514001359?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/7789590307514001359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=7789590307514001359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7789590307514001359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7789590307514001359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/06/katy-perry-thinking-of-you.html' title='Katy Perry - Thinking of You'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-2401094529115572214</id><published>2011-05-23T23:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:08:58.362+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it feels like my brain's going to explode!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-2401094529115572214?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/2401094529115572214/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-2315584149706610128</id><published>2011-05-22T19:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T19:33:55.597+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Antebellum - Need You Now</title><content type='html'>Picture perfect memories, scattered all around the floor&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Said I wouldn't call but I've lost all control and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time&lt;br /&gt;[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/l/lady-antebellum-lyrics/need-you-now-lyrics.html ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Said I wouldn't call but I've lost all control and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, woah&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now, I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, I need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: kirain Lady Antebellum lagunya mirip Lady Gaga, ternyata ngga juga.. ;D&lt;div 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Now'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8061832591187617331</id><published>2011-05-16T15:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:42:12.794+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighing deeply&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8061832591187617331?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8061832591187617331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8061832591187617331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8061832591187617331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8061832591187617331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/05/sighing-deeply.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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everywhere&lt;br /&gt;But right now I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Damn, Damn,&lt;br /&gt;What I'd do to have you&lt;br /&gt;Here, Here, Here&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Damn, Damn,&lt;br /&gt;What I'd do to have you&lt;br /&gt;Near, Near, Near&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you are&lt;br /&gt;It's who I am don't have to try hard&lt;br /&gt;We always say, Say like it is&lt;br /&gt;And the truth is that I really miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those crazy thing you said&lt;br /&gt;You left them running through my head&lt;br /&gt;You're always there, you're everywhere&lt;br /&gt;But right now I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those crazy things we did&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think about it just went with it&lt;br /&gt;You're always there, you're everywhere&lt;br /&gt;But right now I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Damn, Damn,&lt;br /&gt;What I'd do to have you&lt;br /&gt;Here, Here, Here&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Damn, Damn,&lt;br /&gt;What I'd do to have you&lt;br /&gt;Near, Near, Near&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I never wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;Let go, Oh, Oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I never wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;Let go, Let go, Let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Damn, Damn,&lt;br /&gt;What I'd do to have you&lt;br /&gt;Here, Here, Here&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Damn, Damn,&lt;br /&gt;What I'd do to have you&lt;br /&gt;Near, Near, Near&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3588773040106796032?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3588773040106796032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3588773040106796032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3588773040106796032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3588773040106796032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/05/avril-lavigne-i-wish-you-were-here.html' title='Avril Lavigne - I Wish You Were Here'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-7836087386889608676</id><published>2011-04-28T21:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T21:33:03.296+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you know what's funny about life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketika kita merasa semuanya terkendali dan baik-baik saja,&lt;br /&gt;nyatanya dunia diputarbalikkan dan diacak sampai porak poranda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketika kita merasa semuanya berantakan dan serba tidak terkontrol,&lt;br /&gt;ternyata tak ada angin sedikit pun yang berhembus menggoyangkan dunia,&lt;br /&gt;dan semuanya lebih dari baik-baik saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu, salahkah memiliki ekspektasi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-7836087386889608676?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/7836087386889608676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=7836087386889608676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7836087386889608676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7836087386889608676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you-know-whats-funny-about-life.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-190156908879275844</id><published>2011-04-27T23:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:30:00.447+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you ever feel like the whole word is in silence?&lt;br /&gt;like the time freezes, nothing is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like you're lost. don't know where and when.&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to do. don't know where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be here any more second.&lt;br /&gt;yet i can't run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-190156908879275844?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/190156908879275844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=190156908879275844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/190156908879275844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/190156908879275844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you-ever-feel-like-whole-word-is-in.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-416134032230498423</id><published>2011-04-26T19:39:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T19:49:31.221+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>your mother gives everything to you&lt;br /&gt;why can't you give one thing to her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-416134032230498423?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8039859864721686000</id><published>2011-04-20T21:14:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:16:08.327+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Don't say you're sorry if you don't mean it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't say you're sorry if you want to do it again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't say you're sorry if you know you can't promise you won't do it again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8039859864721686000?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8039859864721686000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8039859864721686000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8039859864721686000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8039859864721686000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/dont-say-youre-sorry-if-you-dont-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-7404463494231149886</id><published>2011-04-19T15:23:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:22:05.290+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril Lavigne - What The Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;You say that I'm messing with your head&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 'cause I was making out with your friend&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts, whether it's right or wrong&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop 'cause I'm having too much fun&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on your knees,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beggin' please&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'stay with me'&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to be a little crazy&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been good but now,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'What the hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to mess around,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't really care about&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you love me, if you hate me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you can't save me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt; baby, baby&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been good but now,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0;   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'What the hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'What the hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(101, 101, 101);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I go out on a million dates&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never call or listen to me anyway&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather rage than sit around and wait all day&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need some time to play (yeah)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on your knees,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beggin' please&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'stay with me'&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to be a little crazy&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been good but now,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'What the hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to mess around,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't really care about&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you love me, if you hate me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you can't save me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt; baby, baby&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been good but now,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(101, 101, 101);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 'What the hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la, whoa, whoa&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la, whoa, whoa&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say that I'm messing with your head&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I like messing in your bed&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am messing with your head&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm messing with you in bed&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been good but now,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'What the hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;(what the hell)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about (I don't care about)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been good but now, I'm thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'What the hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about. (if you love me)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you love me, if you hate me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you can't save me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt; baby, baby (if you love me)&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been good but now, whoa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'What the hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 23px; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la, La la la la la la, La la, La la la la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-7404463494231149886?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/7404463494231149886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=7404463494231149886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7404463494231149886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7404463494231149886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/avril-lavigne-what-hell.html' title='Avril Lavigne - What The Hell'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8244139779222128894</id><published>2011-04-17T22:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:30:05.681+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;recently, i have found my visual communication task that said:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I DON'T LIKE WORKING IN GROUP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is why i don't like working with people:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I don't thrust people enough to let them working on something without my considerations, therefore I have to check on what everyone's doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I don't like to explain my thoughts to people, that's why I tend to follow other's idea than to explain my idea to them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Even if I have explained what I want, there are still some of them who didn't understand and did it wrong and it's kind of pissed me of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I prefer to take responsibilities of my own mistakes than for other's mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I guess that's the reasons. Even among the little group I trusted, I still can not count on them in everything. That's why when I want it to be perfect I just have to do it myself. If it turns out it didn't perfect at all, it's all my fault and I blame no one but my inability.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8244139779222128894?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8244139779222128894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8244139779222128894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8244139779222128894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8244139779222128894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/recently-i-have-found-my-visual.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-5786510425849989541</id><published>2011-04-17T22:04:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:04:20.801+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saya tidak punya keberanian untuk bilang saya iri&lt;br /&gt;tidak cukup berbesar hati kalau saya memang kurang dari anda semua&lt;br /&gt;pun tidak cukup saya termotivasi oleh anda semua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu harus apa saya ini?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8644208334225222899</id><published>2011-04-16T21:54:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T22:06:18.702+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Jakarta mengubah saya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ia meningkatkan ketidakpedulian saya, membuat saya sendirian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ia membangkitkan harapan sekaligus menenggelamkan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ia membuat saya tergantung pada perkembangan zaman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Terantuk prinsip dalam pola pergaulan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8644208334225222899?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8644208334225222899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8644208334225222899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8644208334225222899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8644208334225222899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/jakarta.html' title='Jakarta'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-7809426651377126703</id><published>2011-04-16T03:29:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T03:46:23.278+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeo and Juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Act I - Prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Two households, both alike in dignity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From forth the fatal loins of these two foes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whose misadventured piteous overthrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do with their death bury their parents' strife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And the continuance of their parents' rage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.12"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.13"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The which if you with patient ears attend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1.0.14"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inspired to the greatest love story of the entire human race..&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We proudly present:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;  font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;  font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz9Sr46149E/TaitSLUCnuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nSi1xzPOQzE/s320/cover%2B-%2BCopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595913064793939682" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;  font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A visual novel game by GBM 5.0.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-7809426651377126703?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/7809426651377126703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=7809426651377126703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7809426651377126703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7809426651377126703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/romeo-and-juliet.html' title='Romeo and Juliet'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz9Sr46149E/TaitSLUCnuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nSi1xzPOQzE/s72-c/cover%2B-%2BCopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-5995045889077702098</id><published>2011-04-12T21:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:07:02.121+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;selalu ada perbandingan buat saya. dan selalu bukan perbandingan yang baik adanya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's not fair, but again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life's never fair so I'll just bear with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-5995045889077702098?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/5995045889077702098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=5995045889077702098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5995045889077702098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5995045889077702098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/selalu-ada-perbandingan-buat-saya.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8476841224213247788</id><published>2011-04-10T01:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T01:35:47.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel Yamagata - Quiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center; "&gt;Baby says I can't come with him&lt;br /&gt;And I had read all of this in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Long before he even said so&lt;br /&gt;Why go, I asked&lt;br /&gt;You know and I know why&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be just as quiet when I leave&lt;br /&gt;As it was when I first got here&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;I've been hurt before&lt;br /&gt;Too much time spend on closing doors&lt;br /&gt;You may hate me, but I'll remember to love you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;You know why&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be just as quiet when I leave&lt;br /&gt;As it was when I first got here&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the waves of blame arrange as broken scenery&lt;br /&gt;As they steal your best memories away&lt;br /&gt;What if I was someone different in your only history?&lt;br /&gt;Would you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;As I walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Never to see your face again&lt;br /&gt;Never to see your face again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be just as quiet when I leave&lt;br /&gt;As it was when I first got here&lt;br /&gt;It'll be just as quiet when I leave&lt;br /&gt;As it was when I first got here&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything to change when I leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Quiet'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-4891948727698442858</id><published>2011-04-09T00:05:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:08:26.213+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi my dearest friend, happy 21st birthday to you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you will get everything you've dream of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't feel lonely, because you have a lot of friends who support you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God bless always..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.. I am trying to congratulate you in every social media that you have.. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;once again, Happy 21st birthday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-4891948727698442858?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/4891948727698442858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=4891948727698442858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/4891948727698442858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/4891948727698442858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-kat.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAT!'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-2950952498623693049</id><published>2011-04-08T23:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T23:06:57.807+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jikustik - Untuk Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-decoration: none; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Pernah kita bersama, pernah kita bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Mengarungi dunia, berjanji tuk setia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-decoration: none; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Aku tahu dirinya yang terbaik untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Namun lihatlah aku, lelaki yang merindu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-decoration: none; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a title="Reff" href="http://www.lirikmusikartis.info/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Reff&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Bila sinar surya terang menerangi kita&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan mendekapmu erat takkan ku lepaskan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Walau kini engkau telah memilih dirinya&lt;br /&gt;Ku ‘kan selalu berharap&lt;br /&gt;Ku ‘kan selalu menanti untuk&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="cinta" href="http://www.lirikmusikartis.info/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;cinta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-decoration: none; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Aku tahu dirinya yang terbaik untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Namun lihatlah aku, lelaki yang merindu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Reff" href="http://www.lirikmusikartis.info/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Reff&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Bila sinar surya terang menerangi kita&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan mendekapmu erat takkan ku lepaskan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Walau kini engkau telah memilih dirinya&lt;br /&gt;Ku ‘kan selalu berharap&lt;br /&gt;Ku ‘kan selalu menanti untuk&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="cinta" href="http://www.lirikmusikartis.info/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;cinta&lt;/a&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/4880523959065776743-2950952498623693049?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/2950952498623693049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=2950952498623693049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2950952498623693049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2950952498623693049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/jikustik-untuk-cinta.html' title='Jikustik - Untuk Cinta'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-7683411859011538137</id><published>2011-04-08T22:48:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T22:51:34.209+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;beberapa hari ini saya begitu merindu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;merindukan rumah dan manusia-manusia yang tinggal di dalamnya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;saya ingin kembali&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ketika masih bermimpi dan berwajah bayi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-7699092085862197192</id><published>2011-04-08T02:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T02:32:01.293+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;lucunya blogging adalah, kalau lagi ngga ada internet sangat banyak yang pengen ditulis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;begitu udah online, langsung blank dan ngga tau mau nulis apa. atau udah teralihkan oleh hal lain jadi hal sebenernya yang mau ditulis jadi ngga ketulis..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-7699092085862197192?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/7699092085862197192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=7699092085862197192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7699092085862197192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/7699092085862197192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/lucunya-blogging-adalah-kalau-lagi-ngga.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-4542671163262220989</id><published>2011-04-08T02:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T02:27:07.097+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Pelajar SMP ditusuk 18 kali tanpa alasan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really, people?! are you insane?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-4542671163262220989?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-1699296042824471255</id><published>2011-04-03T21:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:22:20.242+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need To Breathe - Something Beautiful</title><content type='html'>In your ocean, I'm ankle deep&lt;br /&gt;I feel the waves crashin' on my feet&lt;br /&gt;It's like I know where I need to be&lt;br /&gt;But I can't figure out, yeah I can't figure out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how much air I will need to breathe&lt;br /&gt;When your tide rushes over me&lt;br /&gt;There's only one way to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Will ya let me drown, will ya let me drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, this is my desire&lt;br /&gt;Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;To touch me, I know that I'm in reach&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am down on my knees, I'm waiting for something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Oh,Oh,Oh something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the water is risin' quick&lt;br /&gt;And for years I was scared of it&lt;br /&gt;We can't be sure when it will subside&lt;br /&gt;So I won't leave your side, no I can't leave your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, this is my desire&lt;br /&gt;Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;To touch me, I know that I'm in reach&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am down on my knees, I'm waiting for something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Oh,Oh,Oh Something Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Oh,Oh,Oh Something Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a daydream, I couldn't live like this&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't stop until I found something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up, and all i want i have&lt;br /&gt;You know it's still not what i need something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, this is my desire&lt;br /&gt;Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;To touch me, I know that I'm in reach&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am down on my knees, I'm waiting for something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Oh,Oh,Oh something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Oh,Oh,Oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-1699296042824471255?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/1699296042824471255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=1699296042824471255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1699296042824471255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;watching terrible tv&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kills all thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Getting spacier than&lt;br /&gt;An astronaut&lt;br /&gt;Making out with people&lt;br /&gt;I hardly know or like&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what i do&lt;br /&gt;Late at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing at the gates&lt;br /&gt;I see the beauty above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when we get to see&lt;br /&gt;The aerial view&lt;br /&gt;Will the patterns show&lt;br /&gt;We'll know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I know the last page so well&lt;br /&gt;I can't read the first&lt;br /&gt;So i just don't start&lt;br /&gt;It's getting worse&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing at the gates&lt;br /&gt;I see the beauty above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my way in&lt;br /&gt;I try again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the outside of love&lt;br /&gt;Always under or above&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my way in&lt;br /&gt;I try again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the outside of love&lt;br /&gt;Always under or above&lt;br /&gt;Must be a different view&lt;br /&gt;To be a me with a you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing at the gates&lt;br /&gt;I see the beauty above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;On the inside of love&lt;br /&gt;Of course i'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;I just had a bad night&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/4880523959065776743-2362794826628077473?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/2362794826628077473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=2362794826628077473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2362794826628077473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8239644028463917174?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8239644028463917174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8239644028463917174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8239644028463917174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8239644028463917174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/04/theres-expiration-date-for-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3624464589476917290</id><published>2011-03-31T21:33:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:42:12.267+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;seandainya saya punya uang banyak, besok sabtu saya mau jalan-jalan ke jakarta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ngga ke mal, ngga ke mana-mana, cuman muter-muter tanpa tujuan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;naik bis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;naik angkot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;naik bajaj.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;naik busway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3624464589476917290?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3624464589476917290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3624464589476917290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3624464589476917290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3624464589476917290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/03/seandainya-saya-punya-uang-banyak-besok.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-1441815458619230769</id><published>2011-03-31T20:53:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T20:56:09.522+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;gimana ya? kadang orang bermaksud baik tapi malah bikin bete.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bukannya sombong, tapi seringnya saya tahu apa yang saya butuh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kalaupun anda punya dan mau minjemin, well thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi kalo saya bilang saya mau, artinya saya mau punya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it doesn't matter whether you have it or not. i want it for myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-1441815458619230769?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/1441815458619230769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=1441815458619230769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1441815458619230769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1441815458619230769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/03/gimana-ya-kadang-orang-bermaksud-baik.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-124932838780635658</id><published>2011-03-24T23:46:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:48:29.360+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;lain waktu saya tidak tahu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kali ini saya seperti batu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;diam. hening. sendiri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seperti batu abu-abu di antara tanah abu-abu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tak terlihat, tak ada beda&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;saya rasa hanya ego semata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kesombongan yang sudah bercokol terlalu lama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;berbahaya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;saya harus berhenti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-124932838780635658?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/124932838780635658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=124932838780635658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/124932838780635658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/124932838780635658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/03/lain-waktu-saya-tidak-tahu-kali-ini.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-9031043311638674825</id><published>2011-03-23T20:48:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T20:54:09.454+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;otak saya terganggu. oleh kebiasaan yang begitu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;apa sih susahnya membaca? apa susahnya berusaha?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jangan melulu bilang tidak tahu, selalu bilang tidak mampu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi nantinya, hal-hal kecil ini berlalu dan membukit yang kelamaan berbau.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;busuk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seperti bangkai mayat berbelatung.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;otak saya terganggu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-9031043311638674825?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/9031043311638674825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=9031043311638674825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/9031043311638674825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/9031043311638674825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/03/otak-saya-terganggu.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-4841222296679333493</id><published>2011-03-19T01:09:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T01:11:09.297+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;lain halnya dengan dunia, rasa saya sama sekali tak sama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;satu peristiwa saja sudah menghancurkan suasana&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-929766084214365304</id><published>2011-03-17T22:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T22:25:14.572+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alm. Chrisye - Andai Aku Bisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left; "&gt;Andai aku bisa ...&lt;br /&gt;Memutar kembali&lt;br /&gt;Waktu yang telah berjalan&lt;br /&gt;Tuk kembali bersama di dirimu selamanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan maksud aku membawa dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Masuk terlalu jauh&lt;br /&gt;Kedalam kisah cinta&lt;br /&gt;Yang tak mungkin terjadi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku tak punya hati&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menyakiti dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku tak punya hati tuk mencintai&lt;br /&gt;Dirimu yang selalu mencintai diriku&lt;br /&gt;Walau kau tahu diriku masih bersamanya ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun kau tahu&lt;br /&gt;kau tahu diriku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left; "&gt;Masih bersamanya ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left; "&gt;P.S. This song is hauntingly sad and beautiful.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4880523959065776743-929766084214365304?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/929766084214365304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=929766084214365304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/929766084214365304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/929766084214365304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/03/alm-chrisye-andai-aku-bisa.html' title='Alm. Chrisye - Andai Aku Bisa'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-2067379869265496217</id><published>2011-03-16T22:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T22:02:29.839+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;senang sekali punya lilin yang kembali menyala&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;membara setelah sekian lama padam dalam diam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi sampai kapan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;saya tidak bisa memastikan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bisa nggaknya, saya taruh di belakang. bersama sisa-sisa pengharapan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;saya tahu saya konyol, sekonyol anak-anak yang mengejar layang-layang putus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi saya tidak bisa berhenti berlari. belum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dua kaki saya masih tegak, dua tangan saya belum berhenti bergerak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6268743688707959473?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6268743688707959473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6268743688707959473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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way&lt;div&gt;i have made my choice so let's deal with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;burn your dreams, girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bury your wishes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leave it all alone and just let it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can still live without my dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though it's better for me not to live at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3897028686259528784?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3897028686259528784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3897028686259528784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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world. no, not in the world, in MY world.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always thought that i'm following my dreams. i chase upon them, and i want to reach them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm dying for my dreams. dying to reach them. to want to have them. to keep them real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, maybe i was wrong. all the time, i was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i'm not supposed to have dreams. maybe i'm supposed to just sit tight and enjoy the ride, wherever it takes me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe this is just a bad dream. a bad dream i chose instead of a bleeding reality that bond me to earth and never let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would like to fly. i would like to taste clouds and sunshine and breathe in the atmosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don't have wings, how can i even think to taste them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why can't i just walk? or run. or fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this dream is falling apart. and even if i push it hard, i can't no longer hold it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-621946193306902177?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/621946193306902177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=621946193306902177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/621946193306902177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/621946193306902177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/02/having-dreams-is-maybe-worst-sin-in.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3210610975210227285</id><published>2011-01-18T10:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T10:30:46.403+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ini kuliah, dan gw udah menghidupi bukan 1,  bukan 2, tapi 3 tahun masa kuliah. bahkan kadang masih berasa mimpi gw kuliah di universitas mahamahal ini, dan tiap gw pulang ke rumah gw mendapat 'tamparan' yang cukup buat bikin gw sadar oangtua gw udah superduper berkorban supaya gw bisa kuliah di sini.&lt;br /&gt;tapi ngapain gw di sini? bolos, males-malesan, nitip absen, makan mahal-mahal, nonton bioskop hampir tiap minggu. bahkan semester ini aja gw hampir failed satu mata kuliah yang mahapenting buat jurusan gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;what the hell am i doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3210610975210227285?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3210610975210227285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3210610975210227285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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away for a while&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back, don't try and follow me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll return as soon as possible&lt;br /&gt;See I'm trying to find my place&lt;br /&gt;But it might not be here where I feel safe&lt;br /&gt;We all learn to make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And run&lt;br /&gt;From them, from them&lt;br /&gt;With no direction&lt;br /&gt;We'll run from them, from them&lt;br /&gt;With no conviction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm just one of those ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Traveling endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Don't need no roads&lt;br /&gt;In fact they follow me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we just go in circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Now I'm told that this is life&lt;br /&gt;And pain is just a simple compromise&lt;br /&gt;So we can get what we want out of it&lt;br /&gt;Would someone care to classify,&lt;br /&gt;Of broken hearts and twisted minds&lt;br /&gt;So I can find someone to rely on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And run&lt;br /&gt;To them, to them&lt;br /&gt;Full speed ahead&lt;br /&gt;Oh you are not useless&lt;br /&gt;We are just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misguided ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Traveling endlessly&lt;br /&gt;The ones we trusted the most&lt;br /&gt;Pushed us far away&lt;br /&gt;And there's no one road&lt;br /&gt;We should not be the same&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a ghost&lt;br /&gt;And still they echo me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They echo me in circles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-147568926853523603?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/147568926853523603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=147568926853523603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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make my own decisions or make any with precision&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe you should tie me up so I don't go where you don't want me&lt;br /&gt;You say that I've been changing, that I'm not just simply aging&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, how could that be logical?&lt;br /&gt;Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo-o-o-ho-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But the way I, way I see it&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I might have to bend it back&lt;br /&gt;Or break it, break it off&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God's the game that you're playing&lt;br /&gt;Well, we must get more acquainted&lt;br /&gt;Because it has to be so lonely... to be the only one who's holy&lt;br /&gt;It's just my humble opinion, but it's one that I believe in&lt;br /&gt;You don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing you see is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo-o-o-ho-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But the way I, way I see it&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I might have to bend it back&lt;br /&gt;Or break it, break it off&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last second chance&lt;br /&gt;(I'll point you to the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;I'm half as good as it gets&lt;br /&gt;(I'll point you to the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;I'm on both sides of the fence&lt;br /&gt;(I'll point you to the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;Without a hint of regret... I'll hold you to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't believe me&lt;br /&gt;But the way I, way I see it&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I might have to bend it back&lt;br /&gt;Or break it, break it off&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't believe me&lt;br /&gt;But the way I, way I see it&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I might have to bend it back&lt;br /&gt;Or break it, break it off&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : gila keranjingan Paramore gw..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8570210676149614130?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8570210676149614130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8570210676149614130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8570210676149614130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8570210676149614130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2011/01/paramore-playing-god.html' title='Paramore - Playing God'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-6306590422950048956</id><published>2010-12-15T13:48:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T13:58:47.909+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes when we live around the jerks, we don't even remember that they're jerks anymore. we think everyone in the whole world are a bunch of jerks and we don't realize that there are some nerds living around us. some nerds who don't expect sex from a relationship, some nerds who feel guilty even before they commit a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the world is a playground to enjoy to the fullest. sex, alcohol, drugs, clubbing, prostitute, they are just tools to enjoy life. nothing right or wrong anymore, it's just life. life that only once we get, only once we can enjoy, only once we can ruin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6306590422950048956?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6306590422950048956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6306590422950048956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6306590422950048956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6306590422950048956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-when-we-live-around-jerks-we.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-5993678110526897332</id><published>2010-12-13T22:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:49:46.700+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramore - Adore</title><content type='html'>I don't mean to run&lt;br /&gt;But every time you come around&lt;br /&gt;I Feel more alive, than ever&lt;br /&gt;And I guess it's too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're too young&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even know what's real&lt;br /&gt;But I know I never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted anything so bad&lt;br /&gt;I've never wanted anyone so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I let you love me&lt;br /&gt;Be the one adored&lt;br /&gt;Would you go all the way?&lt;br /&gt;Be the one I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I let you love me&lt;br /&gt;(If I say)&lt;br /&gt;Be the one adored&lt;br /&gt;(It's okay)&lt;br /&gt;Would you go all the way?&lt;br /&gt;(You can stay)&lt;br /&gt;Be the one I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me come back down&lt;br /&gt;I'm high above the clouds&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm suffocating&lt;br /&gt;But I blame this town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I deny&lt;br /&gt;The things that burn inside?&lt;br /&gt;Down deep I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;But you just see a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna let this go&lt;br /&gt;Really I just want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I let you love me&lt;br /&gt;Be the one adored&lt;br /&gt;Would you go all the way?&lt;br /&gt;Be the one I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I let you love me&lt;br /&gt;(If I say)&lt;br /&gt;Be the one Adored&lt;br /&gt;(It's okay)&lt;br /&gt;Would you go all the way?&lt;br /&gt;(You can stay)&lt;br /&gt;Be the one I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I let you love me&lt;br /&gt;Be the one adored&lt;br /&gt;Would you go all the way?&lt;br /&gt;Be the one I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;Be the one I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I let you love me&lt;br /&gt;(If I say)&lt;br /&gt;See the one adored&lt;br /&gt;(It's okay)&lt;br /&gt;Would you go all the way?&lt;br /&gt;(You can stay)&lt;br /&gt;Be the one I'm looking for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-5993678110526897332?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/5993678110526897332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=5993678110526897332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5993678110526897332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5993678110526897332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/12/paramore-adore.html' title='Paramore - Adore'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3201143402829270878</id><published>2010-12-12T20:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:42:06.484+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>makin keliatan deket makin ngga bisa diraih&lt;br /&gt;bikin makin emosi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, what a life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3201143402829270878?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3201143402829270878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3201143402829270878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3201143402829270878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3201143402829270878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/12/makin-keliatan-deket-makin-ngga-bisa.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-761355436072302454</id><published>2010-12-10T19:37:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:39:35.335+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saya cuma anak kecil yang ngga bisa nolak kalo dikasi permen&lt;br /&gt;cuma anak kecil yang ngga bakal nolak kalo dikasi balon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-761355436072302454?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/761355436072302454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=761355436072302454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/761355436072302454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/761355436072302454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/12/saya-cuma-anak-kecil-yang-ngga-bisa.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-5852978866583842124</id><published>2010-12-08T22:47:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:01:09.366+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl Warriors</title><content type='html'>i just love being myself. my life's awesome, my friends are awesome, i am as awesome as my life wants me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i thank you Katarina Siena Koesmajadi for being such a nice bestfriend for all these years. You don't know how much you've helped me all along. it was very nice to met you at my first day and it is still nice to meet you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i thank you Angelia Stephanie for being such a great friend every time i need someone to bully. :P Thank you for being so patient. I see your patience and I want to have the same patience maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i thank you Agnes Monica for being such a perfect idol for me. I will never stop dreaming and believing, hoping that one day my dream will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i thank you Stefanie Dyah for being such a fun partner in crime. I never feel racist when I am around you because we're both basically racist. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i thank you Permata Karina, Nur Humaira, Reca Johani for being such lovely housemates after all these years. I thank  you for the help, the understanding, the sacrifice, all things we've been through this year. I will never forget you guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys are the most awesome girls in my entire college life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-5852978866583842124?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/5852978866583842124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=5852978866583842124' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5852978866583842124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5852978866583842124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-girl-warriors.html' title='My Girl Warriors'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3004149396376329223</id><published>2010-12-06T19:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:11:58.563+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sari Simorangkir - Bagi-Mu Pujian</title><content type='html'>Ku datang padaMu, membawa pujianku&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kekuatan hadiratMu sanggup menjaga hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Mendekat padaMu, ku mau sentuh hatiMu&lt;br /&gt;Biar ku melihat kemuliaan yang Kau sediakan bagiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BagiMu pujian, hormat kemuliaan&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah kebanggaan di dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;JanjiMu bersinar, buktikan Kau besar&lt;br /&gt;Tiada yang sepertiMu Yesus Tuhanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendekat padaMu, ku mau sentuh hatiMu&lt;br /&gt;Biar ku melihat kemuliaan yang Kau sediakan bagiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BagiMu pujian, hormat kemuliaan&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah kebanggaan di dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;JanjiMu bersinar, buktikan Kau besar&lt;br /&gt;Tiada yang sepertiMu Yesus Tuhanku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3004149396376329223?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3004149396376329223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3004149396376329223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3004149396376329223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3004149396376329223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/12/sari-simorangkir-bagi-mu-pujian.html' title='Sari Simorangkir - Bagi-Mu Pujian'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-662931210073482199</id><published>2010-12-06T19:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:07:29.663+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need something new. something to boost my energy.&lt;br /&gt;something to keep my head straight, to keep me in front of my notebook doing something useful instead of drowning in someone else's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dream life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-662931210073482199?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/662931210073482199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=662931210073482199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/662931210073482199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/662931210073482199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-need-something-new.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3977678156160224784</id><published>2010-12-04T11:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:55:27.421+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kadang-kadang hidup itu lucu juga. kalau suatu saat saya menyesali keputusan yang saya buat, somehow hidup akan menunjukkan bahwa keputusan saya itu berdampak lebih baik, walaupun mungkin bukan keputusan yang paling tepat.&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang saya dikejutkan oleh fakta-fakta kecil yang membuat saya 'batal' menyesal. Apa pun itu. Entah saya terlanjur membeli sesuatu, pada akhirnya saya tahu kalau saya mendapat banyak benefit dari sesuatu itu. Kalaupun saya membuang sesuatu, nantinya saya akan mensyukuri bahwa saya telah melepaskan sesuatu itu sehingga hidup saya menjadi lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mungkin hidup memang punya jalannya sendiri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3977678156160224784?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3977678156160224784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3977678156160224784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3977678156160224784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3977678156160224784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/12/kadang-kadang-hidup-itu-lucu-juga.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-1267571496368538796</id><published>2010-12-01T18:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:35:17.098+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kadang-kadang orang suka ngga ngerasa kalo perkataannya nyakitin orang lain, kalo perbuatannya somehow menyinggung orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang orang suka buta, nasehatin orang lain sementara dia sendiri kelakuannya sama persis.&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang suka ngga tau kalo wrong accusation needs apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah,, aneh emang makhluk yang namanya manusia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-1267571496368538796?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/1267571496368538796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=1267571496368538796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1267571496368538796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1267571496368538796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/12/kadang-kadang-orang-suka-ngga-ngerasa.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-826182155701477537</id><published>2010-11-21T12:04:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T12:13:52.572+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nightmare</title><content type='html'>asik,, akhirnya online lagi.. walaupun cuma mampu beli buat seminggu,, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tidur pagi hari ternyata bawa mimpi buruk. tadi udah kebangun jam setengah 7 tapi memutuskan untuk tidur lagi. Kenapa? simply because it is SUNDAY! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata kebangun jam setengah 12 dari mimpi yang bikin gw jadi pengen bunuh diri. Well, it seems like everything i said and everything i did just never enough. Di mimpi gw berantem dengan cara yang paling mnustahil gw lakuin, teriak-teriak. Sampai-sampai udah kebangun pun masih capek rasanya. Apa permasalahannya?&lt;br /&gt;1. Gw dituduh egois. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Is that true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gw dituduh ngga pernah puas. Well, manusia emang ngga pernah puas atas apa pun, tapi deep down gw udah mulai bisa nerima kok.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ga ada yang percaya dengan apa yang gw bilang walaupun gw udah teriak-teriak ngalahin teriakan yang nuduh gw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiuhh, mimpi aja bikin capek. Bikin pengen nangis. Bikin bete seharian. It's just a dream, tapi bikin mikir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-826182155701477537?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/826182155701477537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=826182155701477537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/826182155701477537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/826182155701477537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/11/nightmare.html' title='nightmare'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-6724762925226994504</id><published>2010-11-17T04:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T04:21:13.507+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agnes Monica</title><content type='html'>harusnya saya sudah tidur dengan harapan besok bangun lebih pagi buat mengerjakan pekerjaan yang lumayan penting tapi saya malah tergoda mengaktifkan internet dan here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren dua hari yang lalu waktu lagi asik-asiknya nonton talkshownya Agnes Monica di salah satu stasiun TV tiba-tiba saya jadi sadar kayaknya udah lamaaaaaa banget nge-fans sama artis yang satu ini. Seinget saya udah dari kecil nge-fans ama Agnes Monica sampe-sampe ketidakpernahan dan ketidaksudian nonton sinetron kalah kalo yang maen sinetronnya Agnes Monica. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There's something different about this person&lt;/span&gt;. Something I don't really know exactly, of course karena dia artis dan saya orang biasa yang notabene ngga tau apa kegiatan sehari-harinya dia.&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya ngga nasionalis, tapi emang susah nge-fans sama artis lokal yang pasang surut pamornya kayak angin. Cepet terkenal, cepet juga ilang. Tapi seorang Agnes Monica rasa-rasanya semi abadi soalnya udah muncul di TV dari jaman Tralala Trilili terus Pernikahan Dini, Kembang Perawan, dan sinetron-sinetron laennya. Di dunia musik juga terus ngeluarin album mulai dari yang mellow, nge-beat, RnB, sambil nari-nari enerjik gitu somehow enak aja diliatnya. :)&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun nge-fans, saya bukan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fans buta&lt;/span&gt; yang rela ngejar-ngejar ato nyelidikin di mana nginep pas mau konser or something like that. Kalo ada konsernya sih pasti mau nonton tapi kalo harganya masuk di kantong ya, kalo harganya out of reach ya apa boleh buat nonton di TV aja deh. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic, tentang Agnes Monica ini sebenernya saya nge-fans gara-gara 'mantra'-nya dia yang setiap saat dia ucapin yaitu '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jangan takut punya mimpi yang tinggi&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' yang setelah saya pikir-pikir dan saya rewind memori otak ini believe it or not, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I've hold on to that magic words my whole life&lt;/span&gt;. Pemikiran berani mimpi dan ambil langkah untuk ngewujudin mimpi itu, pemikiran kalo ada keinginan pasti someday ada jalan (dalam nama Tuhan, tentunya). Yah, walaupun mimpi saya masih jauh dari pencapaian tapi tiap saya putus asa dan pengen nyerah, those magic words keep me stand again. Well, saya rasa itulah power kata-kata idola yang bener-bener inspiring. Yah, emang ngga ada matinya deh Agnes Monica.&lt;br /&gt;Well, hopefully someday bisa ketemu langsung entah di konser ato papasan di mall. Pengen kenal aja orang yang udah menginspirasi hidup saya selama ini di luar dunia dia sebagai artis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga sukses terus deh, God Bless You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : Kalo pendapat pribadi sih, mendingan nyanyi ketimbang maen sinetron, terus mendingan nyanyi mellow daripada yang RnB karena lebih dapet sedihnya kalo nyanyi mellow-mellow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6724762925226994504?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6724762925226994504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6724762925226994504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6724762925226994504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6724762925226994504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/11/agnes-monica.html' title='Agnes Monica'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8160729894530428261</id><published>2010-11-08T22:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:09:07.204+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>human never finds a way to stop. it's always more and much more.&lt;br /&gt;well,, i guess it's not me to judge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8160729894530428261?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8160729894530428261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8160729894530428261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8160729894530428261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8160729894530428261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/11/human-never-finds-way-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-6180935044287933953</id><published>2010-11-08T15:47:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T15:54:03.826+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tukang</title><content type='html'>kemarin sebuah percakapan terjadi antara gw dan teman gw, A, dalam perjalanan habis beli  makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : "Na, kayaknya kita musti ganti pintu kamar mandi deh."&lt;br /&gt;N : "Yaudah, beli aja sekarang."&lt;br /&gt;A : "Eh, oh. Tapi ntar masangnya dipasangin tukangnya kan?"&lt;br /&gt;N : "Hah? Sekedar masang pintu doank gitu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemudian di toko tempat kita beli kenop pintu kamar mandi yang udah lama rusak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N : "Mbak, ini yang buat kamar mandi?"&lt;br /&gt;Mb: "Oh, iya. Mau yang ada kuncinya ato ngga ada?"&lt;br /&gt;N : "Ngga ada aja, yang biasa."&lt;br /&gt;Mb: "Ini yang biasa 51 ribu."&lt;br /&gt;N : "Mbak, ini cara masangnya gimana ya?"&lt;br /&gt;Mb: "Oh gampang tinggal dibuka dulu tengahnya terus dimasukin. Kalo orang tukang tau kok. Emangnya mbak yang mau masang?" (sambil agak nahan ketawa nanya ke gw.)&lt;br /&gt;N : "..." (sambil mikir emang gw yang mau masang gitu, kalo ngga ngapain gw nanya!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6180935044287933953?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6180935044287933953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6180935044287933953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6180935044287933953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6180935044287933953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/11/tukang.html' title='tukang'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-4986524848575651641</id><published>2010-11-02T19:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T19:11:39.988+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suatu hari nanti dalam dunia angan saya orang-orang akan menemukan tubuh kaku saya terbujur dalam kamar tidur akibat bunuh diri. entah lewat cara overdose, gantung diri, minum baygon, memotong nadi, atau cara-cara yang belum terbayangkan oleh saya sendiri saat ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika terjadi demikian, orang-orang itu akan saling bertanya satu sama lain. teman SMP bertanya pada teman SMA, teman SMA bertanya pada teman kuliah, teman kuliah bertanya pada teman SD atau mungkin teman TK. tetapi tak seorang pun akan tahu penyebab sebenarnya yang mendorong tindakan saya. orang-orang itu akan mempunyai banyak asumsi yang lebih memicu beribu pertanyaan daripada menemukan jawaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi orang-orang itu tidak akan pernah tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di hari lain masih dalam angan saya, saya akan berada di sebuah kamar rumah sakit yang keseluruhannya berwarna putih. tertidur dengan nafas yang berembus perlahan menikmati setiap detik yang tersisa dari sebuah penyakit entah ginjal, ataupun kanker, di usia yang masih terbilang muda. saya akan mampu membiayai pengobatan saya berikut kamar VIP di sebuah rumah sakit berkualitas namun tidak terlalu megah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika terjadi demikian, suatu malam saya akan terbaring sendiri dalam kamar saya ditemani orangtua dan mungkin kakak saya melewati malam demi malam. kerabat dekat dan teman-teman berkunjung saat jam besuk datang setiap hari namun tak seorangpun yang tinggal menemani malam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-4986524848575651641?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/4986524848575651641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=4986524848575651641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/4986524848575651641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/4986524848575651641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-174744558495784638</id><published>2010-10-27T22:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T22:08:29.378+07:00</updated><title type='text'>heartless</title><content type='html'>i am being inhuman.&lt;br /&gt;i can't feel what people feel.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how i should act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every good thing turns out to be hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;every thought never seems pure again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;it's only in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this heart has been rotten.&lt;br /&gt;this heart has been cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am being inhuman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-1220635253046428813</id><published>2010-10-26T21:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:37:13.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going Home - Chris Daughtry</title><content type='html'>I'm staring out into the night, trying to hide the pain&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the place where love&lt;br /&gt;And feeling good don't ever cost a thing&lt;br /&gt;And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going home, back to the place where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home, well I'm going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles are getting longer, it seems, the closer I get to you&lt;br /&gt;I've not always been the best man or friend for you&lt;br /&gt;But your love remains true and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;You always seem to give me another try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home, back to the place where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it all and then some you don't want&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it all, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well I'm going home, back to the place where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old&lt;br /&gt;I said these places and these faces are getting old&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home, I'm going home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-1220635253046428813?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/1220635253046428813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=1220635253046428813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx</title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8953853164412498789?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8953853164412498789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8953853164412498789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8953853164412498789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8953853164412498789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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might bite me&lt;br /&gt;though the bird might doubt me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not letting go till the bird can fly again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6571729580392934147?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6571729580392934147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6571729580392934147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6571729580392934147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6571729580392934147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-5075283027430488839</id><published>2010-10-06T01:09:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:17:38.403+07:00</updated><title type='text'>troublesome</title><content type='html'>this is troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;very troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to life, friendship, and some girls stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;it's become very troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you mind, not laying your hands to our business?&lt;br /&gt;well theirs, actually. mine's not so that important.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i don't care what people say about me, it's totally not about them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but i do trust that you can't just trespassing to one's house and fix their door.&lt;br /&gt;though you might mean it right, though you might think it right.&lt;br /&gt;but it's trespassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our line.&lt;br /&gt;at least you could ask us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-5075283027430488839?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/5075283027430488839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=5075283027430488839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5075283027430488839'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;things went strange, even for me.&lt;br /&gt;the reality is real.&lt;br /&gt;the fact is real.&lt;br /&gt;the dream is just a smiling lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't stop dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;if i stop dreaming, i stop living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6868433992660177571?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6868433992660177571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6868433992660177571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6868433992660177571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3843735653472609489?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3843735653472609489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3843735653472609489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3843735653472609489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3843735653472609489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/10/smiling-lies-i-can-never-pretend.html' 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way,&lt;br /&gt;All paths lead straight to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to be like you,&lt;br /&gt;Lie cold in the ground like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo,&lt;br /&gt;Blinding wall between us.&lt;br /&gt;Melt away and leave us alone again.&lt;br /&gt;The humming, haunted somewhere out there.&lt;br /&gt;I believe our love can see us through in death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to be like you,&lt;br /&gt;Lie cold in the ground like you.&lt;br /&gt;There's room inside for two and I'm not grieving for you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they told you, you're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to be like you, sis,&lt;br /&gt;Lie cold in the ground like you did.&lt;br /&gt;There's room inside for two and I'm not grieving for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we lay in silent bliss,&lt;br /&gt;I know you remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to be like you,&lt;br /&gt;Lie cold in the ground like you.&lt;br /&gt;There's room inside for two and I'm not grieving for you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3305763780848609506?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3305763780848609506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3305763780848609506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3305763780848609506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3305763780848609506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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know I'll wake from this dream&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken&lt;br /&gt;Hello I am the lie living for you so you can hide&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Hello I'm still here&lt;br /&gt;All that's left of yesterday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3977891499035027930?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3977891499035027930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3977891499035027930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3977891499035027930'/><link rel='self' 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apologize can change everything&lt;br /&gt;that's why i said i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but will it be over already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6584297585409405974?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6584297585409405974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6584297585409405974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6584297585409405974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6584297585409405974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Dia tidak keberatan dengan perubahan moodmu yang aneh waktu PMS,&lt;br /&gt;9. Dia selalu membiarkan kamu memilih film yang akan ditonton berdua,&lt;br /&gt;8. Dia selalu membiarkan kamu memilih makanan yang akan kalian makan bersama,&lt;br /&gt;7. Dia tahu nama teman-temanmu dan bertanya bagaimana kabar mereka,&lt;br /&gt;6. Dia memastikan bahwa kapan pun kau datang berkunjung, selalu ada sesuatu untuk dimakan,&lt;br /&gt;5. Dia sering menelepon hanya untuk tahu apa yang sedang kau lakukan,&lt;br /&gt;4. Menurutnya kau kelihatan cantik bahkan saat tidak memakai make up sama sekali,&lt;br /&gt;3. Dia mendengarkan keluhan tentang masalahmu dan mencoba menawarkan solusi yang memungkinkan,&lt;br /&gt;2. Dia tidak kesal saat kamu tidak sengaja membicarakan cowok ganteng bersama sahabatmu,&lt;br /&gt;1. Dia sama sekali tidak terganggu saat kau memilih menghabiskan malam minggu di depan TV dan bukan dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ready or Not, Meg Cabot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3081929805851008781?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3081929805851008781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3081929805851008781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3081929805851008781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3081929805851008781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/09/ten-part-twom.html' title='Ten part Two'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8013425732764761032</id><published>2010-09-17T19:33:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T19:37:31.599+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten part One</title><content type='html'>Sepuluh tempat utama orang-orang biasanya kehilangan keperawanan mereka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Kursi belakang mobil si cowok,&lt;br /&gt;9. Di hotel setelah prom,&lt;br /&gt;8. Tempat tidur orangtuamu,&lt;br /&gt;7. Tempat tidur orangtua cowokmu,&lt;br /&gt;6. Di dalam tenda di perkemahan,&lt;br /&gt;5. Di pantai,&lt;br /&gt;4. Di mana pun, yang benar-benar di luar ruangan,&lt;br /&gt;3. Di kamar cowokmu,&lt;br /&gt;2. Di kamarmu,&lt;br /&gt;1. Di vila cowokmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ready or Not, Meg Cabot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8013425732764761032?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8013425732764761032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8013425732764761032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8013425732764761032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8013425732764761032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/09/ten-part-one.html' title='Ten part 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/TJEEV0ZmfWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NPFPrWq8e3U/s320/_Coming_back_to_you__by_Nonnetta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517195791395356002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the meaning of 'friend'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is that you thought your whole world depends on the person you loved the most. boyfriend, lover, husband, whatever he is; while you never realize others who are always there to lend their shoulder for you to cry on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-1953269300411632333?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/1953269300411632333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=1953269300411632333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1953269300411632333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/1953269300411632333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-is-meaning-of-friend-thing-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/TJEEV0ZmfWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NPFPrWq8e3U/s72-c/_Coming_back_to_you__by_Nonnetta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3064930902214983855</id><published>2010-09-14T20:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:59:01.197+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am worried sick and you just never notice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3064930902214983855?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3064930902214983855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3064930902214983855' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>seriously what is it with me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i feel so bored or lazy or losing spirit&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i become so self-centered&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i am ignoring the whole world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-2676560764113990784?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/2676560764113990784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=2676560764113990784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2676560764113990784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2676560764113990784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/09/seriously-what-is-it-with-me-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3420719543471534024</id><published>2010-09-13T22:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:02:53.549+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a mother</title><content type='html'>i wonder how rude a daughter could be.&lt;br /&gt;abandon your mother is rude, especially when she's talking.&lt;br /&gt;lying to your mother is worse, she would never thought such lies come from your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;looking down on your mother is the worst thing a daughter could possibly do.&lt;br /&gt;it's a sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she carried you for 9 months and 10 days without even a single complain.&lt;br /&gt;she told you everything, she heard every single beat of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;she prayed for your success, your love life, your work, every single word from her mouth is about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she taught you everything but you didn't want to listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;so when you're screwed up it's not her fault. IT'S TOTALLY YOURS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3420719543471534024?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3420719543471534024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3420719543471534024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3420719543471534024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3420719543471534024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/09/mother.html' title='a mother'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3166887013907170208</id><published>2010-09-13T11:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T11:09:56.178+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aduh apa ya? terlalu banyak yang harus ditulis, terlalu sedikit yg niat ditulis..&lt;br /&gt;zzzzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3166887013907170208?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3166887013907170208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3166887013907170208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3166887013907170208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3166887013907170208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/09/aduh-apa-ya-terlalu-banyak-yang-harus.html' title=''/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-2797378359282703550</id><published>2010-08-25T22:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T22:41:05.569+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>it's all about money</title><content type='html'>i love MONEY, i need MONEY, MONEY again each and everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast means MONEY, lunch means MONEY, snacks mean MONEY, drink means MONEY, dinner means MONEY&lt;br /&gt;FOOD MEANS MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no MONEY no food, no breakfast, dinner, or lunch, no drinks, no concentration, no pay-attention, no spirit, no winning, nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food means MONEY, take a bath means MONEY, medicine means MONEY, surgery means MONEY, doctor means MONEY, hospital means MONEY, insurance means MONEY, nurse means MONEY, milk means MONEY&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH MEANS MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no MONEY no health, no neat, no soap, no shampoo, no toiletries, no hygiene, no perfume, nothing but annoying bad-a** smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no MONEY no love, no life, NOTHING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-2797378359282703550?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/2797378359282703550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=2797378359282703550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2797378359282703550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2797378359282703550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-all-about-money.html' title='it&apos;s all about money'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3667084179310039026</id><published>2010-08-22T17:46:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:03:26.633+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the 20 things</title><content type='html'>Kemarin aku baru berulang tahun ke-20 dan ini pertama kalinya aku lupa dengan ulang tahunku sendiri. Sebelumnya ngga pernah namanya lupa sama ultah sendiri, ternyata tahun ini aku lupa! Jam empat pagi aku baru kebangun dan ngeliat di hape ada dua sms yang ngucapin Happy Birthday aku baru inget kalo hari ini (21/08), aku ultah.&lt;br /&gt;Ironisnya, keluargaku juga lupa sama ultahku. Mama yang pertama ngucapin ultah karena beliau tanya dapet sms dari siapa pagi-pagi buta terus aku bilang temenku ngucapin happy birthday. Papa dan kakakku baru inget sore harinya. Kakakku waktu kami ke rumah sepupu terus sepupuku itu ngucapin met ultah ke aku, papa inget pas aku pulang dari rumah sepupuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,, tahun ini aku ngga ngerasa anything special sih. Pas ulang tahun, balik ke Serpong (kalo kata seorang temen, "ultah di jalan"). Ngga inget pula, jadi tidur gitu aja like nothing happens. Ribet ama urusan beres-beres, order oriflame, nganter orderan ke sini situ. Last day at home, malah ngga dirumah sepanjang siang. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo mau rewind apa-apa yang terjadi setaun, ato malah beberapa taun sebelum aku udah kepala dua sih banyak yang berubah. Dari awal aku kuliah di Serpong sampe sekarang udah semester 5, thousands things cross my little mind. Mulai dari temen-temen yang ngeselin, nyebelin, baek, pelit, sombong, egois, sakit jiwa, genit, mager, suka ngegosip, gila kerja, de el el udah pernah aku temuin. Satu dari setiap sifat mau nggak mau mempengaruhi gaya hidup, pola pikir, pola makan, pola tidur, dan pola-pola yang laen yang bikin aku jadi aku di umur 20 ini.&lt;br /&gt;Yah in the end, aku cuma bisa berharap jadi orang yang lebih baik lagi dari sekarang karena katanya umur 20 seharusnya udah dianggep 'dewasa'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3667084179310039026?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3667084179310039026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3667084179310039026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3667084179310039026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3667084179310039026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/08/20-things.html' title='the 20 things'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3745038162824613912</id><published>2010-08-16T14:02:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:04:41.671+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>another *sigh* in life</title><content type='html'>kadang-kadang lelah juga mengharapkan diri pada sesuatu yang tak pasti. segalanya tampak begitu dekat sampai seolah-olah aku bisa menggapainya dan menggenggam mimpi itu untuk tidak membiarkannya tercecer ke segala arah. lalu aku tertidur, dan terbangun pada pagi hari (atau siang hari)nya hanya untuk menyadari bahwa semua yang kuharapkan tiba-tiba hilang lenyap.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3745038162824613912?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3745038162824613912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3745038162824613912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3745038162824613912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3745038162824613912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-sigh-in-life.html' title='another *sigh* in life'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-5746053926322998968</id><published>2010-08-15T14:02:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T14:17:31.656+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>mana pahalanya?</title><content type='html'>Kalau puasa, artinya kan menahan nafsu dari kemarahan, rasa lapar dan haus, nafsu untuk berbuat maksiat, dan nafsu-nafsu lain yang memimpin manusia ke dalam dosa. Dengan demikian, orang-orang yang berpuasa akan mendapat pahala sebagai 'imbalan' dari kesanggupannya menahan diri.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau kita puasa di suatu tempat yang ngga ada penjual makanan, ngga ada penjual minuman, ngga ada gambar makanan, atau gampangnya ngga ada 'penggoda'nya lalu apa yang bisa kita tahan? Kan puasa itu critanya 'menahan nafsu' nah kalo ngga ada yang bikin nafsu artinya ngga perlu nahan nafsu ya artinya ngga puasa donk?&lt;br /&gt;Dalam berita seorang satpol PP mengatakan, "Untuk menghormati mereka yang berpuasa, tempat-tempat makan dirazia dan disuruh menutup barang dagangannya (dalam hal ini, gambar-gambar makanan) dengan tirai supaya ngga kelihatan oleh orang-orang yang berpuasa." Jadi gampang donk nahan laparnya kalau ngga ada gambar makanan atau minuman?&lt;br /&gt;Kalau seseorang bisa menahan nafsu dari beragam godaan pahalanya kan bertambah, nah kalo ngga perlu menahan nafsu dapat darimana pahalanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dan apabila kamu berpuasa, janganlah muram mukamu seperti orang munafik. Mereka mengubah air mukanya, supaya orang melihat bahwa mereka sedang berpuasa. Aku berkata kepadamu: Sesungguhnya mereka sudah mendapat upahnya. Tetapi apabila engkau berpuasa, minyakilah kepalamu dan cucilah mukamu, supaya jangan dilihat oleh orang bahwa engkau sedang berpuasa, melainkan hanya oleh Bapamu yang ada di tempat tersembunyi. Maka Bapamu yang melihat yang tersembunyi akan membalasnya kepadamu."&lt;br /&gt;Matius 6: 16-18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-5746053926322998968?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/5746053926322998968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=5746053926322998968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5746053926322998968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5746053926322998968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/08/mana-pahalanya.html' title='mana pahalanya?'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-6053672388830506241</id><published>2010-08-14T15:19:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T15:31:49.261+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>T.T v.s. -_-</title><content type='html'>Bagaimana kau meringankan diri dari masalah, semuanya tergantung pada dirimu sendiri. Kau boleh menangis sepuasnya, kau boleh meraung sampai tenggorokanmu copot, kau boleh membanting semua barang pecah belah milik mama, kau boleh memotong kedua nadimu dan merasakan aliran darah menyembur keluar memperpendek hidupmu, kau boleh melompat dari gedung tinggi mencoba untuk terbang tanpa sayap dan membentur aspal jalanan sampai kepalamu pecah, kau boleh murka mencaci maki semua orang yang lewat dan dicap gila. Semuanya terserah padamu.&lt;br /&gt;Bisa saja kau diam. Diam bukan berarti tidak melawan. Hanya diam saja, memikirkan segala sesuatunya, me-rewind segala peristiwanya, lalu menangis diam-diam. Orang tak perlu tahu kau menangis, orang tak perlu tahu kau tersakiti, orang akan melihatnya di matamu tanpa kau berteriak kesakitan. Kemudian mereka yang perduli akan bertanya dan menunggu penjelasan. Mereka yang pura-pura perduli akan bertanya kemudian berlalu tanpa jawaban.&lt;br /&gt;Diam bukan berarti tidak perduli, bukan berarti tidak sakit. Hanya menyembunyikan kesakitan agar orang-orang tidak tahu. Seperti si kecil Sheila yang berkata, "Kalau aku tidak menangis, orang tak tahu aku sakit. Dengan begitu, orang tak bisa menyakiti aku karena aku tidak menangis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku harus peringatkan, hati-hati dengan kebisuan. Hati-hati dengan diam yang tak dipertanyakan. Itu membunuh jiwamu, membunuh perasaanmu. Membuat kau jadi batu. Kau tidak lagi menangis melihat sesuatu yang memilukan. Kau menangis melihat kepalsuan televisi dan film, tapi tidak menangis melihat kematian dan penderitaan orang-orang.&lt;br /&gt;Hanya saja lebih mudah untuk diam. Lebih mudah untuk memendam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6053672388830506241?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6053672388830506241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6053672388830506241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6053672388830506241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6053672388830506241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/08/tt-vs.html' title='T.T v.s. -_-'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3616897601038379358</id><published>2010-07-13T14:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T14:21:48.167+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>after all this time</title><content type='html'>after all this time&lt;br /&gt;after all the tears&lt;br /&gt;after all the broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes another hope&lt;br /&gt;another wish&lt;br /&gt;another smile&lt;br /&gt;is it for real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : "sometimes you have to lower your expectation" - a movie, i forgot the title&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3616897601038379358?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3616897601038379358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3616897601038379358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3616897601038379358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3616897601038379358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-all-this-time.html' title='after all this time'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-6035396593368885517</id><published>2010-06-15T19:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:31:29.144+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>UAS 2d</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bu9jkbNJNkA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bu9jkbNJNkA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6035396593368885517?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6035396593368885517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6035396593368885517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6035396593368885517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/6035396593368885517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/06/uas-2d.html' title='UAS 2d'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3794692944756634110</id><published>2010-06-15T15:07:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T15:09:14.691+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tugas'/><title type='text'>UAS comic and storyboard</title><content type='html'>Link cerita The Legend of Sherubim oleh GBM 2.0 silakan &lt;a href="http://tempecihuii.blogspot.com"&gt;klik di sini.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3794692944756634110?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3794692944756634110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3794692944756634110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3794692944756634110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3794692944756634110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/06/uas-comic-and-storyboard.html' title='UAS comic and storyboard'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-3409384572405189981</id><published>2010-05-22T23:32:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:39:12.443+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>how long has it been?&lt;div&gt;i don't know,, maybe seven or eight years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do you never fair to me, life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do you always pushing and pulling me down?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet, i still love you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do you give me dream, life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and at the same time you break it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and leave it hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet, i still want you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do you save me, life?&lt;br /&gt;lift me back up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to dream even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to hope and to trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-3409384572405189981?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3409384572405189981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=3409384572405189981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3409384572405189981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/3409384572405189981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/05/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-5587000575605429846</id><published>2010-05-17T22:02:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:13:49.769+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>faith</title><content type='html'>malam lalu saya marah.&lt;div&gt;marah, karena saya bukan dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marah, karena saya tak akan jadi dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marah, karena kamu terus-terusan berpikir kalau saya akan menjadi dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya adalah saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya hanyalah saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bukan siapa-siapa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bukan dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi kamu tidak percaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, saya lelah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you keep losing faith to the people around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll lose their faith as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-5587000575605429846?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/5587000575605429846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=5587000575605429846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5587000575605429846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/5587000575605429846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/05/faith.html' title='faith'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8028215330491141415</id><published>2010-05-13T13:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T13:31:45.886+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>karma</title><content type='html'>jika aku adalah kamu&lt;div&gt;kamu adalah dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dia adalah kita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kita adalah mereka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mereka adalah kami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kami adalah aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maka aku adalah aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what goes around comes around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think about it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8028215330491141415?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8028215330491141415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=8028215330491141415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8028215330491141415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/8028215330491141415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/05/karma.html' title='karma'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-2237113157832420321</id><published>2010-05-12T23:31:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:41:30.191+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>ah</title><content type='html'>bagiku seperti kebohongan&lt;br /&gt;kebenaran yang dipalsukan&lt;br /&gt;keinginan yang dipaksakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagiku terdengar akan hujan&lt;br /&gt;angin pun bertiup tak tenang&lt;br /&gt;dan langit tetap selalu berawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's always uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;life. love. friendship. dream&lt;br /&gt;ah, the last hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;it will bring a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;i believe there is hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere&lt;br /&gt;somehow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-2237113157832420321?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/2237113157832420321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=2237113157832420321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2237113157832420321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4880523959065776743/posts/default/2237113157832420321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/2010/05/ah.html' title='ah'/><author><name>This.Is.Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14448725904243182489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-6649781043592775176</id><published>2010-05-05T14:23:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T14:28:39.028+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>the rope of hope</title><content type='html'>i am hanging on the rope&lt;br /&gt;the rope of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am crying, still fighting&lt;br /&gt;i am smiling, laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hanging on the rope of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despair everywhere&lt;br /&gt;betrayal, back stabbing all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hanging on the rope of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lost&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of thin air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;can't see through their heads&lt;br /&gt;can't feel through their hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hanging on the rope of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i survive?&lt;br /&gt;will i fall??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-6649781043592775176?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6649781043592775176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=6649781043592775176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>saya kehilangan kata-kata untuk menulis&lt;br /&gt;saya mau menulis tapi tak tau mau tulis apa&lt;br /&gt;saya sendiri bingung&lt;br /&gt;terperangkap dalam kotak kemalasan saya sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenggelam dalam rutinitas yang melelahkan raga&lt;br /&gt;namun memuaskan jiwa&lt;br /&gt;ah melantur bicara saya&lt;br /&gt;tak tau ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matikan saja lampunya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-293146759422752487?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/293146759422752487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4880523959065776743&amp;postID=293146759422752487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>rhyme? it's melody.</title><content type='html'>can you see? it's my dream you hold.&lt;br /&gt;it's my night and i catch a cold.&lt;br /&gt;i am sick, my prince.&lt;br /&gt;sick of seeking you.&lt;br /&gt;of waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am alone. only me.&lt;br /&gt;why don't you come?&lt;br /&gt;why don't you make me a chaos?&lt;br /&gt;breaking the rules, loving fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, but you're ready yet.&lt;br /&gt;i see, nothing can set.&lt;br /&gt;come, and see me by the night.&lt;br /&gt;don't hide behind the light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-1081586322405769380?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/1081586322405769380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OYPvYRVtSM/SUI4z60wcnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KVU61MY-WEs/S220/687811nkm5d5fajh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4880523959065776743.post-8041663656590074585</id><published>2010-04-23T01:02:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T01:14:29.115+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trulife'/><title type='text'>the break-up</title><content type='html'>i need a man,, not a boy or even rats..&lt;br /&gt;you said male rats would wait for the female to brought him food??&lt;br /&gt;why?? because the male rats believe in the female..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,, boy..&lt;br /&gt;I'M DEFINITELY NOT RATS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have suffered enough every now and then..&lt;br /&gt;what i'm looking for is a relieve..&lt;br /&gt;a cure for my pain,, yet you give me another scar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,, boy..&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SHELTER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have met people from many society..&lt;br /&gt;i know much of them are so right..&lt;br /&gt;but many of them are also evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,, boy..&lt;br /&gt;I NEED GUIDANCE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been through many things in life..&lt;br /&gt;i feel,, i see,, i know,, i believe,, i hate,, i love..&lt;br /&gt;i've been ignored,, i've been betrayed,, i've been hate and love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,, boy..&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SOMEONE TO RELY ON..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't hate you,, i just don't love you..&lt;br /&gt;and then all that left is to say sorry..&lt;br /&gt;and then all that left is just me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4880523959065776743-8041663656590074585?l=this-is-the-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-the-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8041663656590074585/comments/default' 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