<?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-18712738</id><updated>2012-01-26T07:17:49.402+02:00</updated><category term='Work'/><category term='Special Occasion'/><category term='Daily Life'/><category term='IsengIsenk'/><category term='Culinary'/><category term='FromHeart'/><category term='Semarang'/><category term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>aLL aBout Mae's LiFe n PaSSion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2333172170806621200</id><published>2012-01-19T13:42:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:23:23.347+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Striped Mugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam ilmu jual menjual *hahaha bahasanyaa, kita mengenal yang namanya impulse purchase/buying ya, dimana suatu produk atau barang itu di display sedemikian rupa (biasanya di deket pintu masuk ato area2 yang mudah terlihat) sehingga akan menarik hati konsumen yang melihatnya n pada akhirnya membeli produk tersebut tanpa perencanaan (unplanned decision). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, meski tadinya ga niat beli, tapi karna produknya yang eye catching atau karna penataannya yang keren, atau karna embel-embel diskon, jadinya yahh getu dehhh, kena dehhh, angkut dehh barang ke trolley :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it happen to U? It happens to Me, ayy lottt!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bukan pada baju atau sepatu atau tas. Kalo liat barang-barang itu di diskon sih, kalo emang ga pengen beli ya ga beli hihihi. Urusan 'gelap mata' kayak begini biasanya kalau saya ngeliat kitchen gadgets atau kitchen ware, pokoknya yang berbau2 dapur hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kalo pas lagi belanja ke market, meski udah bikin list, pasti adaaaa aja satu barang nyempil. Entah itu piring, mangkuk, gelas, sendok, sumpit, wajan, lunch box, tusukan gigi dll dll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayak kemaren ini, pas lagi belanja. Padahal cuma mau nyari beberapa barang. Tapi di deket pintu masuk ada tumpukan gelas-gelas lucu bermotif garis-garis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muterin sana, muterin sini, beli ga ya, ah gak ah, eh tapi kok lucu, garis-garis, warna-warni lagi. Eh tapi udah ada sih gelas garis-garis di rumah. Tapi kan motif yang begini belom ada, macem-macem lagi warnanya. Murah lagi. Ahhhh hatiku berperang hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan akhirnya, saya pulang dengan tentengan belanjaan plus gelas-gelas ini hihihi... lucu ya, eaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSzlHEkzkQc/TxgEAdHr3hI/AAAAAAAACDE/JlxZdJ0Hq-M/s1600/DSC00623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSzlHEkzkQc/TxgEAdHr3hI/AAAAAAAACDE/JlxZdJ0Hq-M/s400/DSC00623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699309734300737042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7hbRWbRk6w/TxgEAriE_hI/AAAAAAAACDQ/HYCoZn-KP0c/s1600/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7hbRWbRk6w/TxgEAriE_hI/AAAAAAAACDQ/HYCoZn-KP0c/s400/DSC00627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699309738169531922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u3k7FGlf4ZE/TxgEA-2M1zI/AAAAAAAACDc/l2GugTDc3sM/s1600/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u3k7FGlf4ZE/TxgEA-2M1zI/AAAAAAAACDc/l2GugTDc3sM/s400/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699309743354206002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai rumah, hujan. Gelas dicuci. Hujan turun.. saya buka kulkas, ambil santan, kopi dan kayu manis. Dan... kopi lethok bikinan saya jadi dalam 5 menit. Well, it was loooovely wet afternoon ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan besok mau backpacking beberapa hari keluar pulau, tapi lagi kurang sehat, sigh! ..sakit gigi. flight anxiety :X:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xT2axZqSiIY/TxgEBAZQ2YI/AAAAAAAACDs/o9JjC7RgY9s/s1600/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xT2axZqSiIY/TxgEBAZQ2YI/AAAAAAAACDs/o9JjC7RgY9s/s400/DSC00643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699309743769704834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : don't drink too much coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2333172170806621200?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2333172170806621200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2333172170806621200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2333172170806621200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2333172170806621200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2012/01/striped-mugs.html' title='Striped Mugs'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSzlHEkzkQc/TxgEAdHr3hI/AAAAAAAACDE/JlxZdJ0Hq-M/s72-c/DSC00623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7944594309947283141</id><published>2012-01-08T16:43:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T12:22:03.782+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>a Simple Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada ratusan definisi dan quote tentang kebahagiaan. Bahkan saat saya ditanya secara spontan apa arti bahagia, pasti langsung otak ini melanglang buana, ngebayangin hal-hal yang indah, dan mahal mungkin?? kayak traveling to some beautiful places, beli barang2 bagus (namanya juga wanita *evilgrin), punya dapur impian jyeaah n berharap bisa punya unlimited card kayak Victoria Beckham atau Paris Hilton hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in a very naive way, bahagia secara spontan menurut saya itu tanpa sadar semuanya related to material things :X Well, money doesn't equal happiness, but with money U can buy ice cream and it makes U happy mwuhhahahahihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Most people ask for happiness on condition. Happiness can only be felt if you don’t set any condition.” Arthur Rubinstein&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan minggu pagi tadi, saya merasa happy. Bukan sedang mendapat rejeki nomplok sih, malahan saya baru kecopetan hari sabtunya :|. Bukan karna habis beli sesuatu, dan bukan karna ketemu dengan seseorang juga, soalnya dari pagi dirumah saja, hujan. Dull day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya merasa bahagia karna hal-hal sederhana. Karena beberapa minggu ini agak hectic, jadi hampir tiap minggu jarang dirumah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan minggu ini tadi, I was just stay at home all day long. Hujan turun dari pagi sampe sore ga brenti-brenti. Finally saya nyobain 2 resep baru, stelah itu poto2in, makan, bersih2, merapikan majalah, maskeran n nonton TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special ya, tapi rasanya punya quality time banged. And it made me happy n comfy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, ternyata ga cuma hal-hal besar ataupun mahal yang bisa bikin kita bahagia. Kita juga bisa n berhak bahagia dengan cara-cara sederhana, sangat sederhana, seperti .. melihat senyumnya ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini tadi hasil masakan eksperimen saya, nasi kuning bakar daun kemangi. Its deliiiicious to the max!! dimakannya pake sambal goreng hati, telur rawis, timun dan emping belinjo. Dan sorenya saya bikin potato salad with creamy mayo. What a delicious day!! Fabiayyi ala i Rabbikuma tukadziban??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IyVWXjSy0Y8/TwmtUbZf4xI/AAAAAAAACBA/Mte8CEhNGOU/s1600/P8300006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IyVWXjSy0Y8/TwmtUbZf4xI/AAAAAAAACBA/Mte8CEhNGOU/s400/P8300006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695273770250396434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c746wsevEDE/TwmtULGpk6I/AAAAAAAACAw/hdMn_BqnN3Y/s1600/P8300006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c746wsevEDE/TwmtULGpk6I/AAAAAAAACAw/hdMn_BqnN3Y/s400/P8300006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695273765876372386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Happiness is being able to see things through imperfections, to lay on Our skin comfortably, and be grateful for everything We do"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7944594309947283141?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7944594309947283141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7944594309947283141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7944594309947283141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7944594309947283141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-happiness.html' title='a Simple Happiness'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IyVWXjSy0Y8/TwmtUbZf4xI/AAAAAAAACBA/Mte8CEhNGOU/s72-c/P8300006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-1764229473224247048</id><published>2012-01-01T14:07:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T16:44:07.256+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>Down By The Seashore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgEXycv4V0M/TwHCCS0_XwI/AAAAAAAACAY/QU3uAoY4yAY/s1600/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgEXycv4V0M/TwHCCS0_XwI/AAAAAAAACAY/QU3uAoY4yAY/s400/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693044748642639618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dhtGU453VsU/TwBNuCgYCSI/AAAAAAAACAM/uOItu0wK074/s1600/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dhtGU453VsU/TwBNuCgYCSI/AAAAAAAACAM/uOItu0wK074/s400/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692635382338292002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;For whatever We lose (like a U or a Me),&lt;br /&gt;It's always Ourself We find in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pantai Bandengan - Jepara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-1764229473224247048?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1764229473224247048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=1764229473224247048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1764229473224247048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1764229473224247048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2012/01/down-by-seashore.html' title='Down By The Seashore'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgEXycv4V0M/TwHCCS0_XwI/AAAAAAAACAY/QU3uAoY4yAY/s72-c/DSC00475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8384530039959914566</id><published>2011-12-24T18:29:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T20:18:55.500+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><title type='text'>New Comer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini ponakan saya, cucu pertama grandmi sama grandpi dirumah hihihi, uber cute, isn't she?!? asik juga ya punya ponakan, tapi lebih asik lagi kalo punya anak sendiri kali ya hihiehiehie.. amin2 smoga segera terkabul, dan si dia segera datang kerumah melamar, eh dia siapaaa, belom juga ketemu hahaha *eh kok jadi curcol, fiuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, perkenalkan.. Gaida Taqeyya Billah, panggilan kesayangan; Cantik, panggilan keisengan; Lady Gaga, panggilan macho; Billy, panggilan normal; Keiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VigozWreQg/TvYA2-NJXoI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Dw0ZolLz_qU/s1600/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VigozWreQg/TvYA2-NJXoI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Dw0ZolLz_qU/s400/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689736123640274562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nd4AynyKyWw/TvYW4th-1QI/AAAAAAAAB_8/e3sqbsSaxw0/s1600/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nd4AynyKyWw/TvYW4th-1QI/AAAAAAAAB_8/e3sqbsSaxw0/s400/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689760342779811074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-vyNMV2ZAw/TvYA4I5ExWI/AAAAAAAAB_o/4ixGcUTyvD4/s1600/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5OpdJ-JcBJ8/TvYA36CzcEI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/ci5gwFxKzzs/s400/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689736139703021634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmmZxKh39dI/TvYA3lVchqI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/r8XdIU0IlE0/s1600/DSC00449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmmZxKh39dI/TvYA3lVchqI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/r8XdIU0IlE0/s400/DSC00449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689736134144067234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPVFnUJ6yE/TvYA3DSdNQI/AAAAAAAAB_I/sA77QaNeXOc/s1600/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPVFnUJ6yE/TvYA3DSdNQI/AAAAAAAAB_I/sA77QaNeXOc/s400/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689736125004723458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8384530039959914566?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8384530039959914566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8384530039959914566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8384530039959914566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8384530039959914566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-comer.html' title='New Comer!'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VigozWreQg/TvYA2-NJXoI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Dw0ZolLz_qU/s72-c/DSC00423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6501293229460003057</id><published>2011-12-13T16:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:46:50.620+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasion'/><title type='text'>Cooking Class at Fortune</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, kemaren saya akhirnya ikutan cooking class lagi. Pas liat jadual, kebetulan banged ada kelas bikin eggroll, ya akhirnya lah ya saya niat ikut. Tapi kelasnya ga cuma bikin eggroll, jadi satu paket itu bikin eggroll, semprong, kue lempit n dollar. Jajanan2 masa kecil ya, masih ingat kann hihihi.. ternyata bikinnya guampang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempetnya di Fortune yang ada di daerah kampung kali, deket area Gajahmada n Thamrin. Kalo yang bingung, brenti aja di Ciputra Mall, trus panggil tukang becak buat antar hahaha...deket soalnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekitar 3 jam kursus ga kerasa (cuman abis itu pegeeeeeeeel), yang ngajar Ibu Aileen yang mana juga pemilik toko Fortune. Orangnya sabar, jelasinnya detail trus setiap pertanyaan dari peserta dijawab dengan rinci. Juga dikasi tips2 soal penggunaan bahan, soal bagaimana cara memulai usaha dll. Yeay yeay, ga heran coz 80% muridnya Bu Aileen ini pada akhirnya banyak yang memulai usaha di bidang bakery, pastry, snack dll. Bahkan banyak yang udah sukses juga di Semarang. Smoga saya jadi salah satunya ya nanti hihihi..amiiiiiiiiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2Ge2MHdfKw/TudgGdI7gcI/AAAAAAAAB9M/K8TXhad7yQo/s1600/P8030005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2Ge2MHdfKw/TudgGdI7gcI/AAAAAAAAB9M/K8TXhad7yQo/s400/P8030005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685618718596104642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kURqICw9QCA/TudgF3AkPgI/AAAAAAAAB9A/YzUmGqsYH0c/s1600/P8030004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kURqICw9QCA/TudgF3AkPgI/AAAAAAAAB9A/YzUmGqsYH0c/s400/P8030004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685618708360478210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCkwEQJd960/TudgFwvkUsI/AAAAAAAAB8w/ZjY08VEavSo/s1600/P8030006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCkwEQJd960/TudgFwvkUsI/AAAAAAAAB8w/ZjY08VEavSo/s400/P8030006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685618706678567618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tA5zFbxLRsg/TudgFkyG-mI/AAAAAAAAB8o/bReBzHBjHLY/s1600/P8030003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tA5zFbxLRsg/TudgFkyG-mI/AAAAAAAAB8o/bReBzHBjHLY/s400/P8030003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685618703468001890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang2, tepar.. nonton TV, cemilin hasil kelas masak yang dibawa pulang, lalu karna laper, buka kulkas, aaaiiiiiih ada udanggg!!! ga pake lama langsung bikin mee bandung khas melayu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kenal mee bandung ini bukan pas ke Malaysia kemaren, justru sewaktu saya masih ada di Kairo. Menu mee bandung ini ada di deretan masakan resto kelantan. Rasanya manis, asem, pedes, cocok buat musim hujan laaa.. sedap :D (oia, nama Bandung ini ga ada hubungannya sama kota Bandung ya hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resepnya di apload di dapur &lt;a href="http://situkangmasak.blogspot.com"&gt;tukang masak&lt;/a&gt;, coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYyo5UNMtag/TudgG5A79YI/AAAAAAAAB9U/oPMvbsvn9Vo/s1600/P8040005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYyo5UNMtag/TudgG5A79YI/AAAAAAAAB9U/oPMvbsvn9Vo/s400/P8040005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685618726078772610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6501293229460003057?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6501293229460003057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6501293229460003057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6501293229460003057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6501293229460003057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/12/cooking-class-at-fortune.html' title='Cooking Class at Fortune'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F2Ge2MHdfKw/TudgGdI7gcI/AAAAAAAAB9M/K8TXhad7yQo/s72-c/P8030005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6000159940170018129</id><published>2011-12-13T12:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T12:54:04.745+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WEHUUuXC66E?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;'cus I cant smile until I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing else that I would rather do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;'cus I can't sleep until I hear your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;patiently I'll wait right here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting&lt;br /&gt;Patiently I'll wait right here for you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting&lt;br /&gt;Patiently I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6000159940170018129?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6000159940170018129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6000159940170018129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Come Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world, hope you're listenin' &lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I'm young or speaking out of turn &lt;br /&gt;There's someone I've been missing &lt;br /&gt;And I think that they could be The better half of me &lt;br /&gt;They're in the wrong place, trying to make it right &lt;br /&gt;But, I'm tired of justifying &lt;br /&gt;So I say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home, come home &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;For so long, so long &lt;br /&gt;And right now there's a war between the vanties &lt;br /&gt;But all I see is you and me &lt;br /&gt;A fight for you is all I've ever known &lt;br /&gt;So, come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get lost in the beauty of everything I see &lt;br /&gt;The world ain't half as bad as they paint it to be &lt;br /&gt;When all the sons, all the daughters stop to take it in &lt;br /&gt;Then hopefully the hate subsides and the love can begin &lt;br /&gt;It might start now or maybe I'm just dreaming outloud &lt;br /&gt;But until then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home, come home &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;For so long, so long &lt;br /&gt;And right now there's a war between the vanties &lt;br /&gt;But all I see is you and me &lt;br /&gt;A fight for you is all I've ever known Ever known. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;Everything I can't be, is everything you should be &lt;br /&gt;And that's why I need you here &lt;br /&gt;Everything I can't be, is everything you should be &lt;br /&gt;And that's why I need you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hear this now &lt;br /&gt;Come home, come home &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been waiting for you For so long, so long &lt;br /&gt;And right now there's a war between the vanties &lt;br /&gt;And all I see is you and me &lt;br /&gt;A fight for you is all I've ever known &lt;br /&gt;Ever known &lt;br /&gt;Come home &lt;br /&gt;I'm home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Come Home - Faith Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-1835990932593426400?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1835990932593426400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=1835990932593426400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1835990932593426400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1835990932593426400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/12/come-home.html' title='Come Home'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6036724629398146135</id><published>2011-12-11T17:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T17:31:19.378+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Move!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada setiap angin yang berhembus, ada rahmat yang dapat kita sambut. &lt;br /&gt;Pada setiap lembaran daun yang gugur, ada pesan yang harus kita ambil. &lt;br /&gt;Di setiap cercah cahaya, ada harapan yang bisa kita rengkuh. &lt;br /&gt;Di setiap tetes embun, ada hikmah yang bisa dipetik. &lt;br /&gt;Pada setiap yang diam dan bergerak, ada nasihat yang bisa kita ambil. &lt;br /&gt;Pada setiap yang kering dan basah, ada serangkaian taushiyah pembasuh jiwa. &lt;br /&gt;Pada setiap yang hidup dan mati, ada pelajaran yang harus kita perhatikan. &lt;br /&gt;Bahkan… Pada setiap uban yang tumbuh di sela-sela rambut kita ada setumpuk nasihat bijak untuk bekal kita meniti jejak kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;[Dr. Aidh al-Qarni]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, We're gonna move to another house. Mungkin secara fisik ga lebih bagus dari tempat yang sekarang, ga akan lebih nyaman, ga akan..ga akan.. ah banyak sekali kalo ditulis ga akannya. Pastinya juga akan sedikit sulit pada awalnya, sama seperti ketika kami pindah dari rumah lama kesini. I've never loved old old old house :(( I feel a bit nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, semoga dari sana segala sesuatunya akan menjadi lebih baik. Well, every place is a good place, isn't it?... God, We know U'll always be with Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*background song 'Love Will Keep Us Alive'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6036724629398146135?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6036724629398146135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6036724629398146135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6036724629398146135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6036724629398146135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/12/move.html' title='Move!'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4662613776589722806</id><published>2011-12-10T03:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T04:14:58.434+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>The Last Three Years Were Just Pretend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things I've believed in&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get it over with&lt;br /&gt;Tears form behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I do not cry&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days that pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching deep down in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm starting all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The last three years were just pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to You&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time&lt;br /&gt;I want what's yours and I want what's mine&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not giving in this time&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, there's a time when You should say goodbye to Your feelings toward someone and left behind all the emotions. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe, You want everything with him yet You want nothing to do with him. You will always love him and he'll always be the one who gives You butterflies in the stomach everytime You think about him, but .. he can never be Yours, and thing would have never worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The distance, the circumstances..they're just killing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, mungkin sebaiknya aku anggap.. tiga tahun kemarin aku sedang berpura-pura. ..The Last Three Years Were Just Pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4662613776589722806?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4662613776589722806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4662613776589722806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4662613776589722806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4662613776589722806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-three-years-were-just-pretend.html' title='The Last Three Years Were Just Pretend'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-1021249275233969818</id><published>2011-12-08T08:33:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:44:16.391+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Mie Jakarta 69</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rT61L-q_4Jc/TuBb87lIaaI/AAAAAAAAB6U/QlvsGmp4NP8/s1600/P7290010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rT61L-q_4Jc/TuBb87lIaaI/AAAAAAAAB6U/QlvsGmp4NP8/s400/P7290010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683643832085277090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AR5HJCd7pGg/TuBb9HgPTGI/AAAAAAAAB6c/z3s4Rh8mMLs/s1600/P7290001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AR5HJCd7pGg/TuBb9HgPTGI/AAAAAAAAB6c/z3s4Rh8mMLs/s400/P7290001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683643835285982306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDSeCloZUS4/TuBb9YNXiaI/AAAAAAAAB6o/oF_IAv3a9w4/s1600/P7290008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDSeCloZUS4/TuBb9YNXiaI/AAAAAAAAB6o/oF_IAv3a9w4/s400/P7290008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683643839770233250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IhzH395VX_4/TuBb98ZH_gI/AAAAAAAAB60/reZwGWW5Fdw/s1600/P7290009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IhzH395VX_4/TuBb98ZH_gI/AAAAAAAAB60/reZwGWW5Fdw/s400/P7290009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683643849483222530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedai mie ini termasuk kedai yang udah berumur n tetap bertahan sampe sekarang. Sesuei namanya donk, didirikan sejak 1969 oleh Lie Ka Song, n sekarang udah diturunkan ke generasinya. Letaknya ada di dekat sekolah Sedes Sapientiae di jalan MT. Haryono semarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangunannya ada di area bangunan2 lama jadi tipikalnya "menghimpit" karna plafonnya yang rendah banged. Jadi kalo lagi makan disini mendingan ga usah sambil bersantai-santai karna bisa-bisa merasa terintimidasi oleh plafonnya hahaha.. juga ruangannya yang sempit, cahaya naturalnya yang kurang banged, lama-lama kena klaustrophobia deh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam ruangannya, banyak pajangan di dinding seperti poto2, trutama poto2nya mantan presiden Soekarno. Rupanya pemilik kedai penggemar beratnya ;d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu-menu disini cukup lengkap, dari mulai mie ayam, mie ayam bakso, mie ayam pangsit, mie teriyaki sampe kwetiau baik goreng ataupun rebus. Harganya mulai dari 12.000-22.000 per porsi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipikal mie 69 sama kayak mie gajahmada n mie-nya es teler 77. Mie nya lembut, berbumbu tapi ga terlalu over, dihidangkan dengan siraman ayam n sawi hijau diatasnya. Kuahnya disajikan dalam mangkuk tersendiri, dicampur dengan bakso n pangsit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelengkapnya ada acar mentimun, saus pedas, saus tomat, sambal, kecap manis, kecap ikan, vinegar, merica n garam. Komplit ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cobain sendiri deh yaaaaa :d. Mnurut saya sih porsinya cukup besar, sampe adek saya bilang "hadohhhh..ni mie panjang ga putus2, banyak pula isinya, sampe capek aku ngunyahnya mwuhahahha.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-1021249275233969818?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1021249275233969818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=1021249275233969818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1021249275233969818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1021249275233969818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/12/mie-jakarta-69.html' title='Mie Jakarta 69'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rT61L-q_4Jc/TuBb87lIaaI/AAAAAAAAB6U/QlvsGmp4NP8/s72-c/P7290010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8205661421146131259</id><published>2011-11-30T04:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T04:20:10.349+02:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangku,&lt;br /&gt;dalam hati,aku slalu menunggu&lt;br /&gt;menunggu waktu untuk bertemu kamu lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan aku akan memelukmu&lt;br /&gt;dan akan kukatakan padamu, jangan pergi lagi&lt;br /&gt;jangan tinggalin aku lagi&lt;br /&gt;kita jangan saling menyakiti lagi&lt;br /&gt;jangan saling melukai lagi&lt;br /&gt;jangan saling berkata2 kasar lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketika kita bertemu,&lt;br /&gt;kita harus bahagia bersama-sama seperti dulu&lt;br /&gt;selalu ceria dengan segala keterbatasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sayangku,&lt;br /&gt;dalam hati aku juga ketakutan&lt;br /&gt;aku takut jika saat itu tak pernah datang&lt;br /&gt;aku takut jika nasib ingin bermain2 dengan kita lebih lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8205661421146131259?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8205661421146131259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>The Space Between</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YvkX3t5LgVI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between &lt;br /&gt;What's wrong and right &lt;br /&gt;Is where you'll find me hiding, waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;The Space Between Your heart and mine &lt;br /&gt;Is the space we'll fill with time &lt;br /&gt;The Space Between...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-3216398791149482856?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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You never know what inconsistency they're going to catch you in next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[Franklin P. Jones]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-Di kelas-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guru      : anak-anak, coba sebutkan nama-nama bunga&lt;br /&gt;Murid     : bunga mawaaar&lt;br /&gt;Guru      : pinterr..trus apa lagi? &lt;br /&gt;Intan     : bunga melatiii&lt;br /&gt;Guru      : baguuus, coba sekarang Rendy&lt;br /&gt;Rendy     : bunga matahariiii&lt;br /&gt;Guru      : jempool, lalu apa lagi, sekarang Icha..&lt;br /&gt;Icha      : bunga citra lestariiii...&lt;br /&gt;Guru      : haaaaaaaahhh OMG-ing *ngikik-ngikik*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-Me n Tiara, waktu les-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me       : liat gambar disamping yaah..&lt;br /&gt;Tiara    : iyyaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;Me       : ini apa? *nunjuk huruf I&lt;br /&gt;Tiara    : iiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;Me       : good, trus ini? Be U, ..&lt;br /&gt;Tiara    : buuuuu&lt;br /&gt;Me       : okay, jadi bacanya? ini..&lt;br /&gt;Tiara    : ini mamaaa *sambil nunjuk gambar &lt;br /&gt;Me       : *narik bibir ke kiri 2 centi ke kanan 2 centi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-Di Kelas-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guru     : coba Bunda mo tau, ini apa.. *nunjuk gambar&lt;br /&gt;Ryan     : ini kan helikopter, masa Bunda ga tau&lt;br /&gt;Guru     : ya Bunda tau donk&lt;br /&gt;Ryan     : kalo tau kok nanya sih Bunda&lt;br /&gt;Guru     : *rrrrrrrrghhhh..ggrrrrrhhhh..gemmeezzzz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Di Kantor, saat break time-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nananananaaaaaaaa yuuuuuuuu nananananaaaaa yuuuuu.. maaafkan aku mengecewakanmuuu&lt;br /&gt;Rilli rilli laaaaa yuuuu rilli rilli laaaa yuuuu.. segera aku melupakan diiiriiinyaa&lt;br /&gt;(lagunya cherrybelle versi anak2 umur 5 tahun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poto2 ini saat mengikuti acara peragaan manasik haji di Lap.Diponegoro Semarang ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDgEvUOSHzU/Ts4uC7xLqwI/AAAAAAAAB3o/4H7ziWSOCCA/s1600/P6200020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDgEvUOSHzU/Ts4uC7xLqwI/AAAAAAAAB3o/4H7ziWSOCCA/s400/P6200020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678526808099367682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4sxLAo9F4Jk/Ts4uCbkcb-I/AAAAAAAAB3g/8f1S0AKdsNA/s1600/P6200017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4sxLAo9F4Jk/Ts4uCbkcb-I/AAAAAAAAB3g/8f1S0AKdsNA/s400/P6200017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678526799456006114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YqOIZKFs810/Ts4uCZM8VmI/AAAAAAAAB3U/ljWx5TkDu7w/s1600/P6200007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YqOIZKFs810/Ts4uCZM8VmI/AAAAAAAAB3U/ljWx5TkDu7w/s400/P6200007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678526798820562530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8201457154315995958?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8201457154315995958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8201457154315995958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8201457154315995958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8201457154315995958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/11/saya-dan-anak-anak.html' title='Saya dan Anak-Anak'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDgEvUOSHzU/Ts4uC7xLqwI/AAAAAAAAB3o/4H7ziWSOCCA/s72-c/P6200020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-5695304593375266915</id><published>2011-11-10T18:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T18:27:25.755+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5CFyqAZwvs/Trv5xIGYRkI/AAAAAAAAB3I/nbHMxFDBDaU/s1600/x2_3460508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5CFyqAZwvs/Trv5xIGYRkI/AAAAAAAAB3I/nbHMxFDBDaU/s400/x2_3460508.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673402777986418242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-5695304593375266915?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5695304593375266915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=5695304593375266915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5695304593375266915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5695304593375266915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/11/miss-you.html' title='Miss You'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5CFyqAZwvs/Trv5xIGYRkI/AAAAAAAAB3I/nbHMxFDBDaU/s72-c/x2_3460508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4196943487817454432</id><published>2011-11-07T11:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T11:09:18.149+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>:X</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan, aku BADMOOD!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;sangat sangat sangat BADMOOD!!!!!!!! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4196943487817454432?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4196943487817454432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4196943487817454432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4196943487817454432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4196943487817454432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/11/x.html' title=':X'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-5906054599277460663</id><published>2011-11-04T09:41:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:46:11.584+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Jika Hari Ini ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohOvOWRnjug/TrOYIT9GZNI/AAAAAAAABzg/shk2ZKycBCI/s1600/picasso146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohOvOWRnjug/TrOYIT9GZNI/AAAAAAAABzg/shk2ZKycBCI/s400/picasso146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671043624352507090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Jika hari ini adalah terakhir kali kamu berada di dunia, &lt;br /&gt;siapa yang ingin kau temui, &lt;br /&gt;dan apa yang ingin kau katakan padanya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika hari ini adalah terakhir kali kamu berada di dunia, &lt;br /&gt;siapa yang ingin kau genggam tangannya ketika jantungmu perlahan berhenti berdetak &lt;br /&gt;dan nyawamu beranjak menghilang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan jika hari ini adalah terakhir kali kamu berada di dunia, &lt;br /&gt;siapa yang ingin terakhir kali kau tatap wajahnya &lt;br /&gt;sebelum kedua matamu tertutup untuk selamanya..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*image; Picasso painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-5906054599277460663?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5906054599277460663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=5906054599277460663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5906054599277460663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5906054599277460663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/11/jika-hari-ini.html' title='Jika Hari Ini ..'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohOvOWRnjug/TrOYIT9GZNI/AAAAAAAABzg/shk2ZKycBCI/s72-c/picasso146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8133444562306035917</id><published>2011-11-02T16:39:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T17:53:47.406+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>I am The Owl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R-akGs8DpCE/TrFeSFjL4fI/AAAAAAAAByk/Hc5alhEKNl0/s1600/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R-akGs8DpCE/TrFeSFjL4fI/AAAAAAAAByk/Hc5alhEKNl0/s400/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670417070656578034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A wise old owl lived in an oak&lt;br /&gt;The more he saw the less he spoke&lt;br /&gt;The less he spoke the more he heard.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we all be like that wise old bird?&lt;br /&gt;-rhymes-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8133444562306035917?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8133444562306035917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8133444562306035917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8133444562306035917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8133444562306035917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-owl.html' title='I am The Owl'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R-akGs8DpCE/TrFeSFjL4fI/AAAAAAAAByk/Hc5alhEKNl0/s72-c/DSC00091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7958562876660758662</id><published>2011-10-27T15:13:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T16:33:11.109+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasion'/><title type='text'>Saya dan Teman Sekelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhZMRgD-wII/TqlaNS6PbfI/AAAAAAAAByM/k_qq9t8bhiU/s1600/300414_279080808781687_100000393094755_864970_1054952329_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhZMRgD-wII/TqlaNS6PbfI/AAAAAAAAByM/k_qq9t8bhiU/s400/300414_279080808781687_100000393094755_864970_1054952329_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668160790483398130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto diatas adalah foto kami saat kelas 3 MA (kelas 12), sewaktu kami masih sama-sama belajar di &lt;a href="www.assalaam.or.id/"&gt;Assalaam&lt;/a&gt;, kira-kira 11-an tahun yang lalu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya satu angkatan kami ada ratusan, ada putra n ada putri, ada SMU ada MA, ada jurusan IPA n IPS. Dan ini adalah poto khusus kami sekelas. Isinya cewek semua *etapi, ga menjadikan kami disorientasi ko, kami tetep suka sama cowok mwauhahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat poto ini, berarti usia kami masi mudaaa bener, around 19 years old hihihi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, aku akan ceritakan kesan sukyektif aku soal mreka semua. Apa yang ada dalam kenanganku tentang mereka semua dulu. Pastinya, kurun waktu 11 tahun sejak kelulusan kami di tahun 2000, udah bikin kami banyak berubah, physically n mentally. Masing-masing kami terus tumbuh menjadi pribadi yang semakin baik n matang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, kenangan-kenangan saat kami masih menjadi gadis ABG, saat masih naif, labil, saat masih self-minded, saat ego adalah hal yang paling penting, saat hidup seperti barisan puisi, saat menganggap cinta adalah "aku suka, kamu suka, okay I win n happy" etc .. tentu menjadi hal-hal yang ga bisa kami lupain, karna dari semua proses itulah kami belajar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, cerita aku mulai yaaaaaa... *ambil minum n grab some snacks, karna cerita ini lumayan panjang. Anggap aja baca novel terbarunya J.K.Rowling mwuahahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atas *&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dari kiri ke kanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nurjannah&lt;/span&gt; : We called her Inung. Dulu -sampe skarang sih hahahha- aku envy banged sama kulitnya dia yang putiiihhhhh kayak baby. Maklum, aku kan terobsesi pengen putih n selalu gagal ;d. Inung orangnya lucu, polos n suka grogian, apalagi kalo lagi ada tes lisan hapalan qur'an, urutan udah didepan mundur lagi, tar kedepan mundur lagi, apalagi kalo yang diadepin Ustadz yang cakep mwuahahha. She's super sweet, eh super white, cocok ikutan iklan pemutih (tapi jangan iklan bayclin ya Nung) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yunizar&lt;/span&gt; : Pas pertama masuk ke Assalaam, kami satu kamar. Orangnya rajin banged n selalu tepat waktu, bahkan saking tepatnya dia selalu datang beberapa lama sebelum kegiatan dimulai. Tipe nice girl lah.. yang aku inget dari Yuni, dulu kalo abis liburan dia suka bawa makanan namanya lempok durian, deliiicious!. Trus pernah bawa pempek juga yang adohh dehh, rasanya ga karuan enaknya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Afifa&lt;/span&gt; : Aku ama Afifa engga terlalu deket, karna kami ga matching sama skali. Contohnya : dia tekun belajar, aku tekun bermain. Dia selalu juara dalam setiap pelajaran , dan aku kebalikannya. Tuhhh .. kami ga berjodoh kan. Dia adalah juara kelas, dan aku selalu berharap banged bisa kelunturan pinternya, dikiiit aja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sa'i&lt;/span&gt; : Kalo aku bilang, Sa'i ini lebih cocok tinggal di Mesir coz tiap dia ngomong, meski maksudnya biasa, tapi jadinya kayak lagi marah. Dia selalu sayang n punya maksud baek sama temen-temennya, tapi malangnya Sa'i punya temen2 yang kadang ga tau diri yang suka usil ngerjain dia hahaha ;d .. Sa'i itu hobi banged ngebanting n gedor pintu untuk menunjukkan ekspresinya, baik pintu kamar mandi, pintu kelas, pintu kamar, pokonya segala jenis pintu pernah jadi korban. Gara2 aku dulu terobsesi pengen putih, Sa'i ini pernah nasehatin : "May, kamu tu manis banged kok..tar kalo putih malah ilang manisnya lagi" duuuuuh, U melted Me Sa'i hahahha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dina&lt;/span&gt; : Mba Dina ini, adohhh..kalo ada didekatnya berasa ada disamping AC, adeemmmmm n sejuuk banged hahahha.. Orangnya lembut, dewasa, keibuan, ga pernah tereak-tereak, ga pernah dimarahin Ustadz n Ustadzah. Idaman semua pria dehh.. *ehh, sekarang dah punya suami tapi ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meimei&lt;/span&gt; : Dulu, dia adalah musuh terbesarku. Banyak konflik n kisah yang kami alami, apalagi dalam hal perebutan cowok mwuhahhaha. Bahkan, karna pas jaman itu lagi booming banged pilemnya Kuch Kuch Hota Hai n saat itu kami -ternyata- lagi suka sama satu cowok, Meimei sampe manggil aku Tina, ehhh.. maksudnya biar dia dipanggil Anjali getu??? ehh pliiissss dehh hahahha... Pernah inget pas dia lagi nangis sesenggukan n marah2 didepan kelas gara2 Mba Cici n Mba Chipa ngumpetin kertas ulangan salah satu cowok yang kami suka, n kertas itu ditaruh diatas mejaku hahaha... lucu banged kalo diinget. what a moment ya! Dia dulu sering banged ndiemin aku tanpa sebab, gzzzz!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nailul&lt;/span&gt; : Yang aku inget dari Nailul, orangnya itu cantik n imut-imut banged. Dan aku juga envy sama dia karna kulit putihnya *hahaha tetepppp. Dulu aku suka minjem catatan pelajaran dari Nailul karna dia super rajin, juara kelas n teratur dalam segala hal. Pas udah kelulusan, aku beberapa kali main ke kos dia di Jogja. Ehhhh.. Nailul ini banyak bener yang suka hehehhe .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Laksmita&lt;/span&gt; : Kami manggil dia Teta. Orangnya lucu n suka senyum-senyum. Dia sadar bener kalo senyum itu aset terindahnya hahaha.. Teta orangnya puitis n talkactive. Ngomong sama dia bisa nyambung kemana2, smart girl. Kami pernah satu kamar semasa menjadi pengurus OP3MIA (OSIS getu kali ya jaman dulu), ga heran dia jadi bendahara, karna orangnya teliti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Refky&lt;/span&gt; : Sampe sekarang, yang ada dalam kesan aku, Refky itu cewek melayu banged. Maklum sih, karna dari Riau. Orangnya pendiem, ga banyak omong, kutu buku, n termasuk murid-murid yang rajin mencatat pelajaran, karna aku adalah salah satu yang rajin minjem buku catatannya xixixixi  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diana Ika&lt;/span&gt; : Ika orangnya tegas, smart, asik diajak ngomong n I love her eyes. Seringnya straight to the point. Kami suka becanda2 di kelas. Yang ga aku lupa sampe sekarang, suatu hari Ika pernah ngomong sama aku : "May, kamu itu manjaaaa banged n suka merajuk yahh" .. bukan apa2, karna waktu itu kata merajuk suerrrr belom ada dalam perbendaharaan kata-kataku, jadi aku ga paham maksud dia huahahahhaa...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Syifa&lt;/span&gt; : Dikenal dengan nama Chipa. Dia adalah salah satu orang yang paling heboh n rame dikelas. Suka ngerjain orang, dan aku adalah salah satu korbannya huhuhuhhhh.. dulu paling bete kalo pas ada ustadz yang masi muda lewat, trus dipanggillah sama Mba Chipa ini n tereak : "Ustaaaaaaadzz...dicari Mayaaaaaaa" heeeeehhhhh.. dia jadi semacam nyi roro kidul lagi nyari tumbal. Dulu, Mba Chipa itu paling rajin kalo pas waktu makan pagi. Dia ngumpulin kartu makan temen2, trus diambilin sama dia, padahal jarak dari dapur ke kamar lumayan jauh, mana kami ada di lantai 3. Aku adalah orang yang paling sering diambilkan makanan sama dia hahahha .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bawah *&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kiri kekanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meilia&lt;/span&gt; : Kami engga terlalu deket, selain engga pernah sekamar dari dateng sampe lulus, kamarnya juga berjauhan. Dia ada di kamar kagatri (sekamar bertiga, kamar mandi diluar), aku ada di kapatri (sekamar berempat, kamar mandi didalem) .. eh, itu jenis2 kamar yang ada di Assalaam hehehe. Dulu Melia ini bikin bingung karna dia diem sama aku without any reason. Rebutan cowok? engga, soal temen? engga, mungkin karna dulu aku item kali ya mwuhahakakaka... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mas'uda&lt;/span&gt; : Satu kesan, Uda ini cewek moody. Kadang baru ketawa-ketawa, tar tiba-tiba bisa bete, ehh tar abis itu jadi happy lagi. Kami beberapa saat akrab, tapi abis itu jadi jauh, n kembali akrab, trus jauh lagi. Hatinya itu fragile n lembut banged, gampang nangis. Uda juga pernah diem beberapa lama n marah sama aku tanpa sebab. Eh mungkin ada sebabnya ya tapi aku kurang peka.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ule&lt;/span&gt; : Mba Ule orangnya kreatif, itu yang aku tau. Kalo ga salah, kami berdua yang jadi perwakilan kelas buat lomba Mading. Orangnya asik diajak ngomong n aku suka banged sama rambut panjangnya. Dan buka rahasia nih ya, hahahhaa.. critanya, Ust kami (almarhum Ust.Wisnu) suka bener ngejekin n bilang kalo aku adalah cewek terhitam dikelas. One day, pas sore2 Ust ngasi hadiah buku, aku bilang sama beliau : "Ustadz, kenapa sih slalu ngejekin aku item, kan Mba Ule lebih item dari aku" mwuhahahhaha *ampuuun Mba Ulee. Trus Ust bilang deh : "yaaa.. itu smua karna Ust. perhatian kok" hahaha..    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Heni&lt;/span&gt; : Saat kelas 6, aku sama Heni berada dalam satu kamar, berempat dengan 2 anak dari MTs. Heni ini orangnya rajin banged belajar. Saking rajinnya sampe aku yang ngeliat kadang bisa nervous n ngerasa insecure tiap mau ujian. Aku n Heni ga pernah deket secara personal, tapi kami selalu berjodoh dalam banyak hal, kayak sekamar waktu masih murid baru, sekamar juga pas jadi pengurus, n saat tingkat akhir. Juga dalam beberapa kegiatan n kepengurusan, Heni sering ditunjuk jadi ketua, n akulah yang dijadikan sekretarisnya.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fatma&lt;/span&gt; : Dia adalah tetangga kamar saat kami berada di kelas akhir. Orangnya anteng, ga neko-neko, apa adanya, n ga pernah berkonflik dengan teman2 lain. Fatma ini termasuk dalam deretan orang yang aku envy-in di kelas karna kulitnya yang putih bersih mwuahahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ema&lt;/span&gt; : Ngomongnya betawi banged. Ema orangnya lucu, polos n lugu. Yang aku inget banged, dulu kalo abis liburan dia suka bawa ketapang, semacam snack kering bentuk kotak2 n rasanya manis. Dulu karna aku penasaran, Ema sampe nyeritain detil gimana cara mamah dia bikin, dari mengoleni adonan sampe cara gorengnya hahaha..n aku masih inget cerita dia sampe sekarang hehehe *kalo urusan masak aja inget, coba rumus matematika, 5 menit lenyap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maya&lt;/span&gt; : ini aku sendiri ya hihihi.. kalo aku menyebut diriku sendiri physically, seumpama dalam ilmu bahasa arab Nahwu, aku adalah fi'il (kata kerja) yang kedudukannya Mabny (tetap, ga pernah berubah) wmauahahhaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ari&lt;/span&gt; : Dia adalah salah satu orang yang paling gokil dikelas. Tomboy, suka super usil n ga brenti2 ngerjain temen2nya, trutama Sa'i. Dia juga suka ngerjain Ustadz n Ustadzah. Tapi disisi lain, dia dewasa n suka nasehatin temen. Dia yang pertama menikah diantara kami semua dikelas *horeeeeee, dapet pialanya ya hahaha. Dulu aku pernah dianterin periksa gigi sama dia, n si dokter itu sekarang adalah iparnya *bener kaaaaaan ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cici&lt;/span&gt; : Mba Cici adalah pelopor kelompok Nasyid di sekolah. Orangnya dewasa, suaranya bagus bener n hobinya nyanyi. Karna aku tetangga kamarnya, mau ga mau jadi lumayan hapal lagu2 nasyid yang dinyanyiin. Dulu aku n Mba Cici sering masak dikamar (which is dilarang). Kami pernah masak mie goreng, juga nasi goreng mentega dengan setrikaan sebagai kompornya. Rasanya? yaa..enaklah menurut standard kami waktu itu hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selesai.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain teman sekelas, ada juga teman-teman yang dulu aku dekat n akrab dari kelas lain. Aku dan mereka menjadi sahabat karna banyak hal. Pernah satu kamar, pernah jadi pengurus bareng, pernah ngerjain mading bareng, pernah ikut lomba bareng, pernah jalan-jalan ke mall bareng, curhat bareng etc etc..      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan mereka semua, kalian semua, adalah sahabat dan teman-teman terbaik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Friends are the most important part of your life. Treasure the tears, treasure the laughter, but most importantly, treasure the memories. - Dave Brenner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7958562876660758662?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7958562876660758662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7958562876660758662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7958562876660758662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7958562876660758662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/10/saya-dan-teman-sekelas.html' title='Saya dan Teman Sekelas'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhZMRgD-wII/TqlaNS6PbfI/AAAAAAAAByM/k_qq9t8bhiU/s72-c/300414_279080808781687_100000393094755_864970_1054952329_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2400726391095891749</id><published>2011-10-20T03:31:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T04:23:08.494+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Love Your Fate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo ada temen yang udah merid, tiap ketemu pasti ditanya kapan nih punya anak? apalagi yang udah bertahun-tahun merid tapi Allah belum kasi kepercayaan buat punya anak, pasti makin ribet lagi ditanyanya, kenapa sih ditunda-tunda?? kenapa ga periksa??? *ngelus dada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kejadian yang sama, kalo ada temen yang belom merid. Pasti tiap ketemu ditanyanya hal yang sama, kapan nih? jangan kelamaan milih-milihnya, ato.. masi belom puas ya seneng-senengnya?? mo nyari yang gimana lagi?? *kepo banged sih :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, dan kadang, si temen yang ternyata bertahun-tahun merid ini (dan belom punya anak juga) pas ketemu si temen yang belom merid, pasti menanyakan hal yang sama, kapan merid?? padahal dia juga bete kalo ditanya kapan punya anak?? gosh.. don't U realize?? We are as BETE as you!!! kita sama-sama ga ngerti karna semua hal itu bener-bener rahasia Allah. Cuma basa-basi?? eh..ada kan bahan basa basi yang lebih enak didenger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski berasal dari sekolah yang sama, umur juga sama, jenis kelamin sama :D .. tapi, ga harus kan tiap orang punya nasib yang sama. I'm truthfully happy kalo ada temen-temen yang hidupnya 'oh-so-called perfect' which means stelah sekolah, lalu kuliah, lulus langsung melamar kerja, ketemu laki-laki yang cocok, lalu menikah, punya anak, karir sukses etc etc.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats Your life, and I have mine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own. You do not blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the president. You realize that you control your own destiny.&lt;br /&gt;(Albert Ellis) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2400726391095891749?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2400726391095891749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2400726391095891749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2400726391095891749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2400726391095891749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-your-fate.html' title='Love Your Fate'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8445570687468152990</id><published>2011-10-12T08:33:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T08:50:24.430+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Tentang Menangis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya slese sudah post resepnya meski dalam keadaan yang ga mengenakkan, tapi mumpung bisa online, karna besok2 udah ga bisa..nanti tunggu resepnya numpuk lagi :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua hari ini lagi kena pms, jadi ga bisa ngapa2in. Tiap malem pengen banged milkshake n cheese burger-nya Mc.D, tapi sayangnya di Indo Mc.D ga jual milkshake :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juga beberapa hari ini jadi sensi, eh ga sensi sih, tepatnya sering menangis, eh ga nangis sih, mengeluarkan air mata heheheh.. tapi bukan karna nonton pilem korea (eh belom pernah juga sih nonton pilem jadinya nangis). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bicara soal menangis, pastinya tiap orang punya alasan tersendiri kenapa harus sampai menangis. Bisa karna terlalu sedih, karna terlalu gembira etc. Secara pribadi, nonton pilem, dengerin lagu ato baca novel/cerita jarang banged bahkan hampir ga pernah bikin aku menangis. Tapi, satu perkataan saja dari orang2 yang dekat dengan aku, ato orang2 yang aku sayangi pasti bisa bikin aku langsung mewek ga karuan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan orang yang pandai mengungkapkan sesuatu melalui bahasa lisan ataupun tulisan. Nulis aja kadang ga jelas hahaha.. jadi, ketika berbicara secara pribadi dengan seseorang dan ada kesalahpahaman didalamnya, aku hanya bisa menangis. Menangis karna ga tau bagaimana harus menyampaikan apa yang sebenarnya ingin disampaikan, menangis karna berbicara A ternyata dipahami B oleh lawan bicara. Sedih ya, tapi itulah keterbatasan. Dan aku hanya bisa mewakilinya dengan menangis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku juga menangis ketika tau tentang suatu hal yang sama sekali ga pernah terpikirkan olehku akan terjadi. Seperti, aku pernah bertahun-tahun bersama seseorang, menyayanginya dan bertemu dengannya hampir setiap hari, namun pada akhirnya aku menangis ketika menyadari aku tak pernah benar2 mengenalnya *ternyata. Dan ada banyak hal yang *ternyata aku tak pernah tau tentangnya dan apa yang dilakukannya. Serta kenyataan bahwa aku tak pernah ada dalam rancangan masa depannya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin memang aku yang kurang bisa memahami, atau lebih tepatnya aku terlalu ingin menggenggam sesuatu yang seharusnya sudah aku lepas. Tapi, itulah keterbatasan. Dan masih banyak keterbatasanku yang hanya bisa aku wakili dengan menangis.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada pendapat bilang kalo wanita menangis supaya si pria merasa bersalah (if U're in relationship ya), atau supaya masalah selesai, atau mencari pembenaran. Tapi aku mungkin punya sedikit pendapat berbeda. Aku menangis sebagai sebuah perwakilan untuk keterbatasanku, untuk hal-hal yang tidak bisa aku ungkapkan dengan bahasa apapun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, sehebat apapun orang itu, sekuat n setegar apapun orang itu, pastinya ada saat2 dimana dia merasa lemah, n mungkin hanya bisa mewakili perasaannya dengan menangis. Well, even the srongest have their moments of fatigue, kata Nietzsche ;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Okayh, perut masih sakit, jadi sepertinya harus merendam kaki, memasker muka n mengompres mata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend kemaren finally makan pempek hiahiahia..dibelain sampe ke DP mall, nyatronin pempeknya ny.Kamto. lumayan enak laa ;d &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a Great Day, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-61K7rmX57_I/TpU4U5Qg2RI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Vm_oR0ZxPzY/s1600/P5300012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-61K7rmX57_I/TpU4U5Qg2RI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Vm_oR0ZxPzY/s400/P5300012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662494038106888466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8445570687468152990?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8445570687468152990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8445570687468152990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8445570687468152990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8445570687468152990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/10/tentang-menangis.html' title='Tentang Menangis'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-61K7rmX57_I/TpU4U5Qg2RI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Vm_oR0ZxPzY/s72-c/P5300012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-5312878500798508483</id><published>2011-10-11T06:47:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T15:18:37.626+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Daily Blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah lumayan lama ga online, berasanya sih pertama ada yang aneh getu hahaha... tapi asik juga, jadinya ga addicted ama facebook n twitter. Ini aja kepengeeen banged buka net coz mau apload resep karna poto2 makanan n resep udah menumpuk belom di posting, jadi online bentaaaaaaarrr ajjahhh karna kalo ga posting resep n buka blogger tu feels like something missing lah..wooottt wootttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayhh, aku udah slese post resepnya, baru satu post aja hari ini, masi menumpuk beberapa ;d..mo masak dulu deh ya n liat pilem korea :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini poto dibawah tanpa editan lho (ngeditnya cuman combine page-nya aja). Kamera jadul aku yang bikin jadi begini, padahal cahaya nya ga terlalu silau, cuman pas itu emang panas banged. aneh ya.. ato jangan2 ini tanda batre mo abis jadi hasil fotonya jadi fade MODE ON gini mwuhahahahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_0ZCJoCxTc/TpPM5EU8dAI/AAAAAAAABto/gRBQR3jpXZ8/s1600/yellowmae3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_0ZCJoCxTc/TpPM5EU8dAI/AAAAAAAABto/gRBQR3jpXZ8/s400/yellowmae3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662094437321044994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKAqlQZgs-w/TpPM4wuagvI/AAAAAAAABtY/jsRNpIWC2js/s1600/yellowmae2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKAqlQZgs-w/TpPM4wuagvI/AAAAAAAABtY/jsRNpIWC2js/s400/yellowmae2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662094432059163378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-5312878500798508483?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5312878500798508483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=5312878500798508483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5312878500798508483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5312878500798508483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/10/daily-life.html' title='Daily Blast'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_0ZCJoCxTc/TpPM5EU8dAI/AAAAAAAABto/gRBQR3jpXZ8/s72-c/yellowmae3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-5345993375480011487</id><published>2011-09-26T17:52:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T18:28:50.652+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Es Tung-Tung</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4BsfHkO8agM/ToCgRZDbkhI/AAAAAAAABrs/fONvwubq0Cw/s1600/P5140004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4BsfHkO8agM/ToCgRZDbkhI/AAAAAAAABrs/fONvwubq0Cw/s400/P5140004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656697352620839442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari kecil saya suka banged yang namanya es puter. Ohiya, dulu di daerah saya nyebutnya ga es puter sih, tapi es tung-tung hahaha..soalnya si penjual itu dorong gerobak sambil mukul gong kecil yang kayak gamelan getu di sisi kanannya, n bunyinya tung tung tung, jadi kami nyebutnya es tung2 getude :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya es puter itu dijual dalam berbagai macam pilihan. Ada yang ditaroh di cone trus atasnya diberi topping sagu mutiara, ada juga yang ditaroh diatas irisan roti tawar *kalo yang model begini hampir sama kayak penjual es potong yang ada di orchard road Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sekarang ini kebanyakan para penjual cuman nyediain es puter yang ditaroh dalam gelas plastik, n topping-nya come up in modern way lah hehehe.. stelah satu scoop es, diberi irisan roti n sagu mutiara, lalu diberi beberapa scoop es lagi, n terakhir dikasi topping skm coklat n taburan meisjes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karna di sebelah rumah saya dulu itu adalah juragan gerobak which is dia nyewain bermacam2 gerobak kayak gerobak mie ayam, es tung2, gandos (kue pancong) etc etc.. so sdikit banyak saya hapal gimana cara pembuatan es puter ato es tung2 tadi. Gimana engga, biasanya tiap minggu saya slalu nongkrongin n nungguin si pembuat es puter dari awal prepare bahan sampe muter2in esnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prosesnya lamaaaa banged, n memeras tenaga, sama kayak buat bolang-baling n cakue getu. Eh, tau bolang-baling kan??? tauuuuu!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang, saking betahnya nungguin si abang2 lagi pada buat es puter, saya sampe lupa pulang kerumah n musti ditarik2 dengan paksa sama mbak2 yang bantuin dirumah. Pulaaaaaaang, makaaaaannn!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sampe sekarang sih, saya masih suka es puter :D kalo di Semarang yang terkenal adalah es puter conglik, yang pertama kali buka di kota lama. Sekarang mreka udah buka cabang di deket mall Ciputra n di food court Pondok Daun. Rasanya enak, tapi ya &lt;br /&gt;mahal banged yahhh untuk ukuran es puter hahhaha..dibandingin ama es puter si abang2 yang cuma 2000 rupiah. Rasanya juga beda lah ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiap pagi pas jam istirahat, di depan sekolah banyak bener yang jualan. Ada es puter, ada bakso ojek, lekker dll. Kadang rasanya pengen banged beli, tapi tengok kiri kanan kok ga ada guru-guru laen yang minat ya huahahaha..mau nyuruh murid beliin, bisa2 dimarahin sama mamahnya. akhirnya cuman bisa memandang para penjual dengan hati galau :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-5345993375480011487?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5345993375480011487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=5345993375480011487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5345993375480011487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5345993375480011487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/09/es-tung-tung.html' title='Es Tung-Tung'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4BsfHkO8agM/ToCgRZDbkhI/AAAAAAAABrs/fONvwubq0Cw/s72-c/P5140004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-266593793356007530</id><published>2011-09-21T15:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T15:50:02.356+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, kemaren aku nekat! karna ada semacam tai lalat kecil yang annoying banged di pipi kiri, so akhirnya aku potong!!!!!!! ga pake gunting ga pake alat laen, tapi pake potongan kuku, huaaaaahhhh. and to make it worse, si tai lalat itu emang ilang, tapi akhirnya bekasnya jadi berdarah, merah, n sampe sekarang masih perihhh.. mana di pipi kanan lagi ada jerawat ga tau diri, di dagu juga muncul satu, jadinya ni muka ancur parah gila ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shari2nya skarang jadinya ribut mengoles muka pake yoghurt-lah, mentimun-lah, pepaya-lah, putih telor-lah, jadi keknya ni wajah bakalan tambah stress n kebingungan hahahhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan tadi di sekolah, ada Ibu2 stelah demo masak dateng ke kantor. Ga tanya umur langsung aja nyamber "Mba, itu ko pipinya luka kenapa? dibawa ke dokter Jamila aja, tapi untungnya Mba masih muda ya, masih 23, seumuran anak saya itu.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh, lohhh, Bu.. saya bukan umurnya 23, saya itu udah .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oohh, ya paling umur 25 ato 26 tho, ya sama ajja, emang kadang2 umur segitu muka lagi sering berminyak n jerawatan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yahh Bu, terserah apa kata Ibu dehh.. apalah arti sebuah umur"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan begini ini, ga cuman skali dua kali. Ahhhh pusing juga ya kadang2 dikira 5 tahun lebih muda. Seems like, I dont deserve my age getu ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh ya sudah ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-266593793356007530?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/266593793356007530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=266593793356007530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/266593793356007530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/266593793356007530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/09/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7971323226098019268</id><published>2011-07-25T18:09:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T18:26:09.220+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-HIATUS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah sampai kapan, bisa jadi besok saya posting lagi, bisa juga engga. Tapi bisa jadi juga minggu depan, atau bulan depan, bahkan tahun depan. Yang jelas sekarang saya mau 'pamit' dulu, untuk waktu yang tidak bisa dipastikan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till We meet again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7971323226098019268?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7971323226098019268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7971323226098019268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7971323226098019268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7971323226098019268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/07/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-1474959452781464525</id><published>2011-07-24T17:54:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T15:08:52.207+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Keep On Loving You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa minggu ini saya jarang banged onlen. Selain karna netbook saya lumayan sering nge-hang (ini tadi aja udah ngetik banyak, eh tiba-tiba hang, gzzzhhh), juga karna mata saya ini perlu diistirahatkan for some reason n musti pinter-pinter menjaga pandangan dari layar netbook. Masih pengen bisa melihat kan?? eaaaa ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya menjalani my oh-so-called boring life, tapi saya seneng sih dengan kehidupan boring ini ;d. Starting from last week, saya mulai bekerja di sebuah sekolah (hihihi, dream come true ya), so saya tiap hari harus bangun pagi, jiaaahhhh, iya, saya juga heran ternyata bisa juga ya bangun pagi mwuhahhaha. Bahkan saya ga inget kapan terakhir kali melihat matahari pagi *grin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang saya inget, dulu saya rutin bangun pagi ketika saya masih kuliah di college ITM. Kalo telad bangun beberapa menit saja, saya pasti ketinggalan Bus jurusan Giza yang datengnya tiap setengah jam sekali, which means saya pasti telad n harus nyiapin 1001 alesan, ato parahnya di kicked out dari kelas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya sering kelabakan gara-gara bangun kesiangan, apalagi kalo dari malemnya baju belom disiapin, tugas-tugas berserakan belom dimasukkan ke tas, n  bekal belom dibikin. Pernah karna saking buru-burunya, egg sandwich yang saya buat ternyata rasanya asin ga karuan. Sara, teman satu college yang tukeran bekal dengan saya langsung melotot n memandang saya dengan tatapan keji. Mayyaaaa... ya nahr iswiddd, mwuhahahhaa.. sorryy.. dan egg sandwich itu berakhir di waste bin. Jam pelajaran kembali dimulai. Saya dan Sara menatap dari kelas kami yang berdinding kaca, egg sandwich itu diambil oleh tukang bersih-bersih ruangan. Kami saling berpandangan, evil grin mode on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehidupan 'boring' saya dimulai dari bangun pagi, berkutat sebentar di dapur nyiapin sarapan n bekal, lalu bersiap-siap n brangkut. Saya berada di sekolah dari pukul 07.30-11.00, lalu pulang n nonton dorama Korea :D sambil sibuk memasak, ato buat kue, ato trial n error resep-resep baru, sambil makan siang. Stelahnya, saya tepar di kamar sambil baca buku..zzzzz. Sorenya, saya bangun n siap-siap ngajar les. Pulang, (eh mampir dulu ke market ;d) langsung makan malam sambil nonton sinteron, mwuhahhaha (emak emak banged lah). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maleman dikit, nyiapin pakaian, nyiapin batter buat french toast ato pancake untuk bekal pagi harinya, ngobrol-ngobrol, onlen bentar kalo pengen, lalu ke kamar baca buku sampe ketiduran. Jadi, di samping saya majalah dan buku2 itu menumpuk n ada beberapa yang covernya udah lepas hahahaha. Nanti kalo ada tabrakan ama pembuatan snack, hmmm.. We'll see. Toh, waktu siang hari masih tersisa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir-akhir ini saya lagi rajin browsing web disain interior n sgala hal tentang DIY project. Skitar 3 hari yang lalu, saya dapet hibah satu set kursi rotan dari sodara, n kayaknya perlu di re-varnish n di reupholster, juga menambahkan cushions biar cantik. Kata Ibu saya sih, saya orangnya kurang kerjaan mwuhahahaa.. dulu, seluruh lemari, meja n kursi yang ada dirumah saya amplas lalu saya varnish ulang sendirian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saat menata toko pakaian, saya pilih buat ngecat toko sendiri dindingnya instead of menyuruh orang lain. Juga pas masang ubin teras, Bapak saya yang masangin, lalu saya yang sibuk ngepasin ukuran lantai n grouting nat-natnya. Lagi-lagi kata Ibu saya, emang kurang kerjaan... duh Bu, mungkin sebenernya anakmu ini cocok jadi tukang ya, mwuhahahha..    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan begitulah. Oia, pas tadi ke market, ada lagu bagus banged, beberapa liriknya saya inget-inget lalu saya browse sesampenya dirumah. Ga mungkin kan saya tanya ke kasir, Mba itu judul lagunya apa ya hahaha..dipikir penyiar radio ;d &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judul lagunya I Keep On Loving You by Reba Mcentire. Wonderful. Buat nemenin malem ini begadang bikin kroket coz besok pagi-pagi harus udah ready. n buat bekal besok, tadi siang udah buat kue dooonk :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Ya.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love takes the patience of Job&lt;br /&gt;That's what my Mama always said&lt;br /&gt;Faith is the belief in something more than what you know&lt;br /&gt;That's what the Good Book says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:302px;height:220px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="193"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e16L1078np8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;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/e16L1078np8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="193"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elyricsworld.com/keep_on_loving_you_lyrics_reba_mcentire.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-1474959452781464525?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1474959452781464525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=1474959452781464525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1474959452781464525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1474959452781464525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/07/keep-on-loving-you.html' title='Keep On Loving You'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-3806208632760994646</id><published>2011-07-17T16:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T16:13:00.698+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dua Ibu-Ibu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang, pembicaraan antara dua Ibu-ibu itu lucu ya :D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu 1 : Anak saya baru aja lulus SMU Bu, trus minta masuk kuliah kayak temen-temennya gitu..&lt;br /&gt;Ibu 2 : wah selamat Bu, masuk universitas mana?&lt;br /&gt;Ibu 1 : Ke Perguruan Tinggi&lt;br /&gt;Ibu 2 : ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu 1 : Mana biaya kuliah sekarang mencekik leher, jurusan yang diambil anak saya itu yang paling mahal lho Bu ..&lt;br /&gt;Ibu 2 : ooo getu, memang ambil jurusan apa Bu?&lt;br /&gt;Ibu 1 : itu lho, jurusan S1 ..&lt;br /&gt;Ibu 2 : oohhh *nelen ludah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-3806208632760994646?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3806208632760994646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=3806208632760994646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3806208632760994646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3806208632760994646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/07/dua-ibu-ibu.html' title='Dua Ibu-Ibu'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7983484935041764916</id><published>2011-07-05T17:32:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T18:10:23.182+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>.chocolate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J15sDbEOU_E/ThMvYHlnx2I/AAAAAAAABo8/vGjxqjXPg_w/s1600/choccie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J15sDbEOU_E/ThMvYHlnx2I/AAAAAAAABo8/vGjxqjXPg_w/s400/choccie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625892450916091746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;There will always be rocks in the road ahead of us. They will be stumbling blocks or stepping stones; it all depends on how you use them &lt;br /&gt;[Nietzsche]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and chocolate makes everything better ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7983484935041764916?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7983484935041764916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7983484935041764916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7983484935041764916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7983484935041764916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/07/chocolate.html' title='.chocolate.'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J15sDbEOU_E/ThMvYHlnx2I/AAAAAAAABo8/vGjxqjXPg_w/s72-c/choccie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-1846741660088776680</id><published>2011-07-03T08:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T09:16:28.634+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Jerawat .. Oucchhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27GLmDzMrC0/ThAI5JnlLfI/AAAAAAAABoc/TpFovCLfgLk/s1600/P2160003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 331px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27GLmDzMrC0/ThAI5JnlLfI/AAAAAAAABoc/TpFovCLfgLk/s400/P2160003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625005712513248754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liat gambar diatas?? jerawatan..!! :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya langganan jerawat sebulan skali huhuuuuhh.. tapi untunglah ga pernah membekas *wink... tapi skitar smingguan kemaren dapet jerawat gedhe banged di dahi. Gara-garanya pas lagi masuk rumah kejedot pintu n itu pas banged kena jerawat n langsung merah getu mwuahahaha.. suakittt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya jerawat itu ga pernah saya 'utak atik', n ga pernah juga pake obat2an penghilang jerawat karna biasanya muncul n hilang naturally. Biar ga berbekas, biasanya saya rajin -bangedbangedbanged- maskeran pake plain yogurt yang dicampur sama minyak zaitun dan madu, atau kadang cuma yogurt aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya termasuk penggila home remedies n natural treatment :D .. biasanya kalo liat bahan2 di kulkas kayak yogurt, coklat, kentang, tomat, strawberry, pepaya, jeruk nipis, pisang dll, slain buat dimasak n bikin kue, langsung deh saya buat maskeran hahaha ;d &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini ada beberapa cara buat ngilangin jerawat yang beberapa saya ambil dari Natural Home Remedies. Ada banyak banged sebenernya, tapi ini yang udah dicoba aja .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo mo tau lebih banyak, cek di &lt;a href="http://www.natural-homeremedies.com/homeremedies_acne.htm"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt; atau juga di &lt;a href="http://www.naturesnaturalhealing.com/"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt; yaahh ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Campur natural yogurt dan oatmeal hingga membentuk pasta. Aplikasikan pada jerawat n tunggu hingga kering. Basuh dengan air hangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Campurkan madu dan bubuk kayu manis, usapkan pada jerawat di malam hari menjelang tidur, lalu basuh keesokan paginya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haluskan tomat yang sudah matang (warna merah) lalu balurkan pada wajah terutama bagian2 yang berjerawat. Diamkan selama kurang lebih satu jam lalu basuh dengan air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Campurkan perasan air jeruk nipis dengan susu cair (boiled) lalu usapkan secara teratur pada wajah. Berguna untuk menghilangkan bekas jerawat, komedo n kulit yang pecah2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Campur baking soda dengan air hingga membentuk pasta, lalu usapkan pada wajah (kayak pake masker) atau pada jerawat, dan biarkan selama kurang lebih 15 menit. Cuci dengan air lalu aplikasikan moisturizer. Cocok buat kulit berminyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Buat masker wajah dengan mencampur madu, minyak zaitun dan kuning telur mentah. Aplikasikan pada wajah yang telah dibersihkan, diamkan selama kurang lebih 20 menit. Bersihkan dengan handuk yang telah direndam dalam air hangat lalu basuh muka dengan air dingin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-1846741660088776680?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1846741660088776680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=1846741660088776680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1846741660088776680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1846741660088776680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/07/jerawat-oucchhh.html' title='Jerawat .. Oucchhh!'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27GLmDzMrC0/ThAI5JnlLfI/AAAAAAAABoc/TpFovCLfgLk/s72-c/P2160003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6513964404430785195</id><published>2011-06-28T14:44:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:57:38.071+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Indomee Ifumee n Chinese Resto in Egypt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, saya kurang getu mengenal n menyukai chinese food. Mungkin karna tinggal lumayan lama di Egypt which is masakan-masakan asia kurang populer kali ya :D ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Kairo sendiri ada beberapa resto china n jepang meski ga sebanyak resto-resto dari Eropa yang gencar melakukan ekspansi ke Egypt. Tapi sekarang pastinya udah semakin banyak ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restoran china yang udah ada sejak saya datang tahun 2001 yaitu &lt;a href="www.peking-restaurants.com"&gt;Peking Resto&lt;/a&gt;. Di area Nasr City, ada di daerah antara Makram el Beid n Abbas el Akkad. Beberapa kali saya pengen coba ke Peking resto ini tapi selalu gagal. Terakhir ketika mengantar istri Gus Mus, dalam perjalanan pulang ke penginapan saya udah suggest buat lunch ke Peking resto (karna makanan asia lah ya), tapi ketika akan belok, kami melewati resto Chicken Tikka. And finally kami ga menuju peking resto, malah end up makan ayam berbumbu ala india ini hahaha ;d (owh gosh I misss chicken tikka :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resto laen yaitu Go wok yang ada di City Stars dimana saat itu adalah satu-satunya resto asian cuisine yang ada di mall tersebut. Sayangnya, resto ini kebakaran lalu entah kenapa malah digantikan resto yang berasal dari Amerika, &lt;a href="http://www.rubytuesday.com"&gt;Ruby Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;. Sayang banged, padahal seafood fried rice mereka enak, juga miso soup n wontonnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika mall City Stars diperluas, muncul resto jepang &lt;a href="http://www.wagamama.com"&gt;Wagamama&lt;/a&gt; yang -pastinya ya- nyediain aneka japanese food, tapi mereka adalah resto branch dari London jadi agak-agak kurang otentik kayaknya, malah pas itu saya ga doyan karna mie gorengnya kebanyakan taoge *sigh, juga harganya yang too pricey (well, hasil convert poundsterling lah hehehe) .. pas abis makan jadi mules liat bill-nya mwuhahhaa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selanjutnya, saat groundfloor food court dibuka (masih di City Stars), dari beberapa tenant yang ada salah satunya yaitu &lt;a href="http://www.asiancorner.asia/"&gt;Asian Corner&lt;/a&gt;, berjejer sama Mc Donalds, Pizza Hut, Hardees, Mo'men dll. Mreka nyediain aneka makanan dari far eastern kayak makanan india, china, thailand, malaysia n indonesia dengan harga yang sangat affordable. Rasanya lumayan .. chicken satay-nya ya getude, irisan daging ayamnya besar-besar, malah kayak makan shish taouk (chicken kebab) hahaha, mana bumbu ala egyptnya krasa banged, but not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan beberapa tahun terakhir, Egypt mulai diserbu Indomie :D .. eh indomie itu ga masuk kategori chinese food lah ya :D .. tapi kali ini saya bikin indomie jadi chinese food, ifumie, seddappp ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this super simple recipe ya, in case lagi boring makan indomie, tapi dirumah cuman ada indomie, mending dibuat ifumie ;) .. yaammiiie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hbTO5g3Ba_A/Tgn9kYWkcNI/AAAAAAAABng/H8xgGMpzvGc/s1600/P2180003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hbTO5g3Ba_A/Tgn9kYWkcNI/AAAAAAAABng/H8xgGMpzvGc/s400/P2180003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623304411203006674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mie :&lt;br /&gt;- Rebus indomie, tiriskan&lt;br /&gt;- Goreng dalam minyak panas sedang hingga mengering&lt;br /&gt;- Angkat, sisihkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumis sayur :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bakso sapi, iris&lt;br /&gt;- Daging ayam, rebus (sisakan kaldunya) lalu iris2 kecil&lt;br /&gt;- Bunga kol, rebus sebentar&lt;br /&gt;- Wortel, iris tipis, rebus sebentar&lt;br /&gt;- Telur, dibuat orak-arik *optional&lt;br /&gt;- Sawi hijau *kalo suka&lt;br /&gt;- Bawang putih, cincang halus&lt;br /&gt;- 1 sdt tepung sagu (larutkan dengan sedikit ari kaldu)&lt;br /&gt;- Bumbu Indomie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tumis bawang putih hingga harum, tuangkan kaldu&lt;br /&gt;- Masukkan bumbu2 indomie, kecuali bawang goreng, rebus&lt;br /&gt;- Masukkan bakso, ayam, bunga kol, wortel dan telur, rebus sebentar(karna bahan2 udah mateng)&lt;br /&gt;- Tuang larutan air sagu, aduk2 hingga mengental&lt;br /&gt;- Masukkan sawi hijau (kalo pake)&lt;br /&gt;- Tuang diatas mie kering .. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6513964404430785195?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6513964404430785195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6513964404430785195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6513964404430785195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6513964404430785195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/06/indomee-ifumee-n-chinese-resto-in-egypt.html' title='Indomee Ifumee n Chinese Resto in Egypt'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hbTO5g3Ba_A/Tgn9kYWkcNI/AAAAAAAABng/H8xgGMpzvGc/s72-c/P2180003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-336727281425236064</id><published>2011-06-19T17:40:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:43:05.250+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>Menara, Lurus Saja!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mas, mo tanya, kalo mo ke Menara Kudus kearah mana ya?!?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oooo, lurus saja Mba, naek angkot pink tar langsung sampe depan menara"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;var&gt;udah lima menit lebih ga ada angkot berwarna PINK ..&lt;/var&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pak, angkot pink ko ga lewat-lewat ya?!?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lho Mba, angkot pink ga lewat sini"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;var&gt;gggggzzzzzzhhhhhhhh .. akhirnya naek angkot UNGU. Diturunkan di suatu tempat.&lt;/var&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Turun sini Mba, tu ke menara lurus saja"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lurus kemana pak?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya itu Mbaknya kesana tar lurus saja pokonya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;var&gt;Lurus kemmmannnaaaaaa?!? huh pak supirrr ______" Akhirnya kami naek becak.&lt;/var&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pak, kita lurus saja ya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maksudnya Mba?? lurus saja?? lha Mbak-e ni mau kemana tho?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Awwhh pak, maaapp.. maksudnya ke Menara situ, lurus saja kan?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooo yaa yaa.. lurus saja"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Menara Kudus mempunyai ketinggian 18 meter, berukuran sekitar 100 m persegi pada bagian dasar. Seluruh bangunan menggambarkan budaya khas Jawa-Hindu [awalmula]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UERJJSWRCzs/Tf4b15VrI3I/AAAAAAAABmA/HRq7j04MD-g/s1600/P2090009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UERJJSWRCzs/Tf4b15VrI3I/AAAAAAAABmA/HRq7j04MD-g/s400/P2090009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619959997743702898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Di depan gerbang makam Sunan Kudus.. cantiiikkk &lt;del&gt;orangnya&lt;/del&gt; gerbangnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcokixsebmY/Tf4b26K0egI/AAAAAAAABmg/kFUJwsCuq9w/s1600/P2090008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcokixsebmY/Tf4b26K0egI/AAAAAAAABmg/kFUJwsCuq9w/s400/P2090008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619960015146482178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- (Another gate)&lt;br /&gt;"Mba, ikutan poto donk"&lt;br /&gt;"Yah, jangan Mba, saya pengennya sendirian"&lt;br /&gt;"Gapapa deeh .. ikutan dooonk, kan jilbab saya 'matching' sama baju Mba"&lt;br /&gt;"hmmm ok deh, tapi hadap belakang aja ya.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9gifI2vWdo/Tf4b2h1Oh6I/AAAAAAAABmY/EdZ2e7Nr19E/s1600/P2090004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9gifI2vWdo/Tf4b2h1Oh6I/AAAAAAAABmY/EdZ2e7Nr19E/s400/P2090004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619960008613463970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- (Padasan/tempat wudhu)&lt;br /&gt;"Mbak, katanya kalo minum air dari sini bisa cantik"&lt;br /&gt;"Masa sih?? selain bisa cantik bisa apalagi??"&lt;br /&gt;"Bisa diare"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRhmDDH2qr4/Tf4eQvL-mGI/AAAAAAAABmo/2NIGLP3D-q8/s1600/P2090007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRhmDDH2qr4/Tf4eQvL-mGI/AAAAAAAABmo/2NIGLP3D-q8/s400/P2090007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619962657898403938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Di bagian puncak Menara terdapat semacam mustoko (kepala) seperti pada puncak atap bangunan utama masjid-masjid tradisional di Jawa yang merujuk pada elemen arsitektur Jawa-Hindu [awalmula]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cchVB-DuTqk/Tf4b2keH13I/AAAAAAAABmQ/umXkdPVS7Vo/s1600/P2090005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cchVB-DuTqk/Tf4b2keH13I/AAAAAAAABmQ/umXkdPVS7Vo/s400/P2090005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619960009321863026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- (Perbincangan orang dibalik gerbang)&lt;br /&gt;"Gila, tu Mbaknya poto berkali-kali udah pake berbage gaya masih aja jeprat-jepret, ga kepanasan apa"&lt;br /&gt;"Iya, ga nyadar juga kita kan mo lewat"&lt;br /&gt;"Yauda kita nongol aja biar Mbaknya yang narsis tu tau rasa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4lRE0aKqM0Y/Tf4b2DECwpI/AAAAAAAABmI/_gq1c89Qaf4/s1600/P2090002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4lRE0aKqM0Y/Tf4b2DECwpI/AAAAAAAABmI/_gq1c89Qaf4/s400/P2090002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619960000354108050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- (Jenang Wijen)&lt;br /&gt;"Ihh, jenangnya unik bangeddd"&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhh Mbaknya bisa aja, ko tau kalo unik?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tuh ngirisnya ga pake pisau, tapi pake gunting baju"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpKAdAHKl4I/Tf4eQle4CEI/AAAAAAAABmw/qY9br9z7Vn8/s1600/P2090010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpKAdAHKl4I/Tf4eQle4CEI/AAAAAAAABmw/qY9br9z7Vn8/s400/P2090010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619962655293311042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- (Aneka macam jenang)&lt;br /&gt;"Mbaknya ni mo poto apa mo beli?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya mau poto trus beli, brapa jadinya tu jenang?"&lt;br /&gt;"4000, sama poto jadinya 4500"&lt;br /&gt;"widdiihhh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fxHTftgbqQ/Tf4eRLj_hDI/AAAAAAAABm4/bW_Dj831atA/s1600/P2090011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fxHTftgbqQ/Tf4eRLj_hDI/AAAAAAAABm4/bW_Dj831atA/s400/P2090011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619962665515320370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-336727281425236064?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/336727281425236064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=336727281425236064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/336727281425236064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/336727281425236064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/06/menara-lurus-saja.html' title='Menara, Lurus Saja!!'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UERJJSWRCzs/Tf4b15VrI3I/AAAAAAAABmA/HRq7j04MD-g/s72-c/P2090009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8115959386073406819</id><published>2011-06-17T19:52:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:01:32.049+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Dining Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain suka denah rumah n disain dapur, saya juga cinta sama dining room n disain-disain meja kursinya. Bisa dibilang, kalo yang laen tergila-gila sama novelnya Twilight, Harry Potter etc, saya lebih milih mantengin katalognya IKEA :D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebetulan kemaren ada yang tanya-tanya soal warna dan gimana enaknya buat disain ruang makan. And then saya usulin bikin yang ga ribet, ga mewah, ga mahal, tapi juga catchy n cocok buat young n growing-up family .. *ini pemaksaan ide pribadi ke orang laen hihihi. BIAR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu saya browsing ke majalah fave saya yaitu &lt;a href="http://www.yhmag.co.uk/"&gt;YourHome&lt;/a&gt; dan nemu beberapa gambar yang bagus-bagus banged. FYI, &lt;a href="http://www.yhmag.co.uk/"&gt;Your Home&lt;/a&gt; magazine terbitan UK ini emang jempolan. Saya udah mengkoleksi puluhan majalahnya. Tapi jangan harap bisa pinjam ya, karna saya paling parno nanti bakal ga dikembalikan, secara ahhh 'cuma' majalah geto, tapi bagi saya, berartiiii banged ;d. Pernah kehilangan satu majalah aja saya udah kepikiran ga jelas n cranky seharian mwuhahaha .. n finally I found out ternyata majalah itu nyelip di kasur :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini gambar-gambarnya, ada satu gambar ambil dari tempet laen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dua gambar dibawah ini satu disain (saya ada majalahnya kalo yang ini ::pamer::) Seger banged ya warnanya :D .. pasti yang tadinya males masak jadi rajin mwuahahha.. Love those spotty colours on the wall, simple, funny and really cheer your days up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSXpS1OTWzI/TfuYxU7fxUI/AAAAAAAABl4/BKPpsNCOQwo/s1600/spottykitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSXpS1OTWzI/TfuYxU7fxUI/AAAAAAAABl4/BKPpsNCOQwo/s400/spottykitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619252933274092866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9j3vY9U19o/TfuV7QsIyuI/AAAAAAAABlY/b88sdyvxwjE/s1600/blue%2526whitekitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9j3vY9U19o/TfuV7QsIyuI/AAAAAAAABlY/b88sdyvxwjE/s400/blue%2526whitekitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619249805399739106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I loove dining room yang jadi satu ama dapur :D .. gambar ini nuansanya rustic tapi modern n simpel. Adem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1h0MrkLy8n4/TfuWfrZ6ZzI/AAAAAAAABlo/zRazWHXUK74/s1600/rustickitchen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1h0MrkLy8n4/TfuWfrZ6ZzI/AAAAAAAABlo/zRazWHXUK74/s400/rustickitchen.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619250431046346546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Suka sama jendela-nya, model rumah victorian ya :D ..juga suka sama blind-nya, garis-garis biru n hijau, fresh banged. Trakhir, window bench-nya, simply beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CITYDkVwTG0/TfuV7wii1PI/AAAAAAAABlg/nGhTrB01GsE/s1600/marchrrkitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CITYDkVwTG0/TfuV7wii1PI/AAAAAAAABlg/nGhTrB01GsE/s400/marchrrkitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619249813949437170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pretty green kitchen. If your kitchen overlooks your garden, adding green touches within the room will help the two spaces flow. Bikin bangku kayak itu pasti murah meriah ya *GRIN* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G-vpu5fLJv0/TfuV7J74uVI/AAAAAAAABlQ/X3LbLnZFSCU/s1600/novkitchenmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G-vpu5fLJv0/TfuV7J74uVI/AAAAAAAABlQ/X3LbLnZFSCU/s400/novkitchenmo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619249803586746706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pretty pink, feel girly hehehe :D, a small seating area give your kitchen dual purpose. Give the space character with patterned wallpaper and colourful accessories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gebLDepga44/TfuV6MrVegI/AAAAAAAABlI/MpyLPRho8HM/s1600/julykichenpr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gebLDepga44/TfuV6MrVegI/AAAAAAAABlI/MpyLPRho8HM/s400/julykichenpr2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619249787142765058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Breakfast nook, super love!!! duduk di L-shape bench getu berasa kayak ada di bistro n cafe2 ya, sambil baca koran, minum teh n ngemil kue ::what a life:: Laen kali khusus cari gambar breakfast nook aaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-GFnrPLJdc/TfuV5l2rkHI/AAAAAAAABlA/GVmyvW0VhP8/s1600/Ardmore%252BWhite%252BPine%252BCorner%252BBreakfast%252BNook%252BSet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-GFnrPLJdc/TfuV5l2rkHI/AAAAAAAABlA/GVmyvW0VhP8/s400/Ardmore%252BWhite%252BPine%252BCorner%252BBreakfast%252BNook%252BSet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619249776721367154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8115959386073406819?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8115959386073406819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8115959386073406819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8115959386073406819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8115959386073406819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/06/dining-room.html' title='Dining Room'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSXpS1OTWzI/TfuYxU7fxUI/AAAAAAAABl4/BKPpsNCOQwo/s72-c/spottykitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4986728677239372409</id><published>2011-06-14T11:13:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:24:43.697+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>[Nekad Traveller] Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut dari perjalanan ke Singapore kmaren, dari sana kami naek bus mnuju Kuala Lumpur via Johor. Smua lancar2 saja.. kami naek bus dari JB station di Queen street n melewati dua imigrasi kalo ga salah di area Woodland n Kranji. Di imigrasi kedua, kami ketinggalan bus gara-gara petugas yang *agak* ganjen menanyai saya, sampe Meimei bete menunggu di pojokan, dan saya makin bete karna brasa turis bermasalah .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petugas : are U working in Spore?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya : I'm not, am workin in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(manggut-manggut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petugas : How long will U stay in Kael??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya : for 3 days, as U can see on my ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(manggut-manggut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petugas : U know..I've never been in Kael ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya : oww.. well, it's also my first time btw..&lt;br /&gt;(dalam hati, kok jadi curhatttt, kaki saya pegeeeeel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si petugas senyum-senyum sendiri, liat muka saya, liat poto paspor, lalu melihat saya lagi *ggrrrhh.. entah apa yang dia pikirin. Dan udah bermenit-menit :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petugas : okay, scan Ur index finger please .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petugas : Have a great holiday in Kael ..&lt;br /&gt;(senyum-senyum lagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya : Thank U .. (senyum pias)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan agak lambat coz kami kena macet. Dan karna terminal bus Puduraya sedang dalam renovasi, malem itu kami diturunkan di tempat bernama Bandar Tasik Selatan. Pertama, kami berniat menelfon teman tapi ga ada pulsa. Mau beli kartu perdana, mahal :( .. lalu kami mencari telfon umum. Bukannya nemu box telepon umum, kami malah liat peta kereta. Kok ada ke arah bukit bintang ya, itu kan area penginepan kita.. well, lalu kami memutuskan buat langsung ke penginepan dengan naek KRL (ato monorail entahlah) n berpindah di stasiun Hang Tuah. Sampai di Bukit Bintang, kami muter-muter cari alamat hostel kita dengan berbekal peta kertas lusuh. Lumayan sulit karna di area tempat kami akan menginap ini banyak berjejer klub2 n tempat hiburan malam, juga resto2 n warung makan. Untunglah, tepat jam 11 malam, kami sampai di penginepan dengan selamat n udah ditunggu sama pak cik :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami ga banyak kemana2, lebih banyak ngobrol, karna emang salah satu tujuan saya ke Kael yaitu ktemu sama sahabat lama yang udah 10 tahunan ga ktemu .. jadi acara kami banyakan ngobrol n ngobrol n ngobrol di KLCC ehhehehe :D ..eh, juga makan nasi lemak, aneka kuih muih, leko-leko, kaya toast sama ice batu campur. Arrrgghh I loooove malaysian food .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me n my very best friend, Asiah.. stelah 10 tahun ga ktemu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pErByDx4oYg/Tfcnkb3_wzI/AAAAAAAABiA/k5T7WEd4R5U/s1600/230210_122459021168016_100002117572606_176535_4198535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pErByDx4oYg/Tfcnkb3_wzI/AAAAAAAABiA/k5T7WEd4R5U/s400/230210_122459021168016_100002117572606_176535_4198535_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618002567079379762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Di Kael kami males jalan secara cuaca lagi panas banged. Kami naek bus wisata &lt;a href="http://www.myhoponhopoff.com/"&gt;hop on hop off&lt;/a&gt; yang rutenya muter2 kliling kota. Lumayanlaa.. ga cape :D hop-on-hop-off bus ini rutenya ngelewatin beberapa tempat kayak National Mosque, KL tower, Museum negara, Chinatown etc.. di tiap tempat para penumpang boleh turun buat poto2 ato jalan2, lalu naek bus hop-on-hop-off berikutnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyxiT7Y6UqU/TfdQ0U8JSjI/AAAAAAAABjg/aSa0Mqkeles/s1600/226708_122475454499706_100002117572606_176672_24823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyxiT7Y6UqU/TfdQ0U8JSjI/AAAAAAAABjg/aSa0Mqkeles/s400/226708_122475454499706_100002117572606_176672_24823_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618047920072378930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Poto wajib ya kalo berkunjung ke kael #eaaa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pB7bRrRuTvA/TfcnjC-rqVI/AAAAAAAABho/Mez6qrNqsbk/s1600/223414_122463724500879_100002117572606_176584_8097481_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pB7bRrRuTvA/TfcnjC-rqVI/AAAAAAAABho/Mez6qrNqsbk/s400/223414_122463724500879_100002117572606_176584_8097481_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618002543216666962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- View from skybridge. Kuota perhari buat berkunjung ke skybridge ini cuma 1000 orang. Kami baru dapet antrean pas hari kedua karna hari pertama telad. Thanks to Asiah yang udah lari-lari ke KLCC di pagi-pagi buta, sedangkan kami masi ketiduran di hostel mwuhahhaha.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sJFTPi8YbbY/TfcnjxFI7WI/AAAAAAAABh4/fKa7g8yrStU/s1600/228728_122461831167735_100002117572606_176574_2586166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sJFTPi8YbbY/TfcnjxFI7WI/AAAAAAAABh4/fKa7g8yrStU/s400/228728_122461831167735_100002117572606_176574_2586166_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618002555591781730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5dHcTwzWkMU/TfdK_TrNskI/AAAAAAAABjQ/lNzwMEHSS5U/s1600/228728_122461834501068_100002117572606_176575_3395355_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5dHcTwzWkMU/TfdK_TrNskI/AAAAAAAABjQ/lNzwMEHSS5U/s400/228728_122461834501068_100002117572606_176575_3395355_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618041511641723458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Di area Petaling. Dari sini kami lanjut ke Kasturi walk n ke central market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElVXj6Ka4sY/TfcnkyK7E2I/AAAAAAAABiI/3bFsKmj5ZBk/s1600/230960_122459687834616_100002117572606_176547_1766325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElVXj6Ka4sY/TfcnkyK7E2I/AAAAAAAABiI/3bFsKmj5ZBk/s400/230960_122459687834616_100002117572606_176547_1766325_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618002573064344418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUkXRGKKG0I/TfmeQjvr0oI/AAAAAAAABko/c3ox-E-OObI/s1600/253755_2036264978811_1009808412_2517239_7520762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUkXRGKKG0I/TfmeQjvr0oI/AAAAAAAABko/c3ox-E-OObI/s400/253755_2036264978811_1009808412_2517239_7520762_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618696017431745154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Penginepan kami, Bedz KL di Changkat Bukit Bintang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2D2JVnEWXI/TfdK_wd-4kI/AAAAAAAABjY/s4GVj66x7_w/s1600/P4170020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2D2JVnEWXI/TfdK_wd-4kI/AAAAAAAABjY/s4GVj66x7_w/s400/P4170020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618041519370854978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Andddddddd.. all those yummy n deliiiicious foods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQnGQFWqGp4/TfcuRWxJamI/AAAAAAAABiw/p88uJvffxF4/s1600/P4180029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQnGQFWqGp4/TfcuRWxJamI/AAAAAAAABiw/p88uJvffxF4/s400/P4180029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618009935872354914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lDCC_DPwp_A/TfcoOqdIjGI/AAAAAAAABiY/uWu3i6XZb-8/s1600/P4180032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-guNX-LYyV3c/TfeHkv2T8ZI/AAAAAAAABjw/ZGK-vhG2o5Y/s400/P4180034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618108125557289362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6pR1qdfGRqg/TfeHkvSyjBI/AAAAAAAABjo/m8kQlcJIFVM/s1600/230960_122459701167948_100002117572606_176551_5050129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6pR1qdfGRqg/TfeHkvSyjBI/AAAAAAAABjo/m8kQlcJIFVM/s400/230960_122459701167948_100002117572606_176551_5050129_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618108125408300050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4986728677239372409?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4986728677239372409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4986728677239372409' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4986728677239372409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4986728677239372409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/06/nekad-traveller-kuala-lumpur.html' title='[Nekad Traveller] Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pErByDx4oYg/Tfcnkb3_wzI/AAAAAAAABiA/k5T7WEd4R5U/s72-c/230210_122459021168016_100002117572606_176535_4198535_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-5282900943177527923</id><published>2011-06-10T08:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T09:25:34.048+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>In love with Maxi Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello World! Saya lagi drooling over.. MAXI DRESS. Hiyaa, dulu pas masi punya toko baju, paling seneng kalo belanja n milih2 maxi dress, n slalu cepet banged sold out. Well, seems everybody loves maxi dress, too :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rencananya pengen bikin sendiri, so dari kmaren nyari-nyari inspirasi n dapet beberapa dari Glamour Magazine, kayak gambar-gambar dibawah ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuuuk mulai ngegambar lagi, ngejait lagi .. n browsing2 lagi ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Red Cross-strap Maxi [Asos]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AaodwChhVRI/TfG_8TTEL9I/AAAAAAAABhI/hxa7EVFwSoQ/s1600/red%2Bcross-strap%2Bmaxi%2Basos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AaodwChhVRI/TfG_8TTEL9I/AAAAAAAABhI/hxa7EVFwSoQ/s400/red%2Bcross-strap%2Bmaxi%2Basos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616481253001015250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Asymmetric-striped Maxi [Republic]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sV8YnjBwaB8/TfG_8DDa3xI/AAAAAAAABhA/WWYb-2UzHtU/s1600/asymmetric%2Bstriped%2Bmaxi%2Brepublic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sV8YnjBwaB8/TfG_8DDa3xI/AAAAAAAABhA/WWYb-2UzHtU/s400/asymmetric%2Bstriped%2Bmaxi%2Brepublic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616481248640425746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Grey Maxi [HossIntropia]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3q4YllZ9v6I/TfG_7hx7jFI/AAAAAAAABg4/amLjkYEChCQ/s1600/grey%2Bmaxi%2Bhoss%2Bintropia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3q4YllZ9v6I/TfG_7hx7jFI/AAAAAAAABg4/amLjkYEChCQ/s400/grey%2Bmaxi%2Bhoss%2Bintropia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616481239708699730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cream Dress [Ted Baker]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7e9cnC_3T0/TfG_36hR3NI/AAAAAAAABgw/JlOtWgE4oS4/s1600/bolli%2Bcream%2Bdress%2Bted%2Bbaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7e9cnC_3T0/TfG_36hR3NI/AAAAAAAABgw/JlOtWgE4oS4/s400/bolli%2Bcream%2Bdress%2Bted%2Bbaker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616481177630268626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aloe Maxi [Allsaints]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bihX_jVwBOc/TfG_0LhchlI/AAAAAAAABgo/WPhrJoHK0sI/s1600/aloe%2Bmaxi%2Ballsaints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bihX_jVwBOc/TfG_0LhchlI/AAAAAAAABgo/WPhrJoHK0sI/s400/aloe%2Bmaxi%2Ballsaints.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616481113474893394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-5282900943177527923?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5282900943177527923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=5282900943177527923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5282900943177527923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5282900943177527923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-love-with-maxi-dress.html' title='In love with Maxi Dress'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AaodwChhVRI/TfG_8TTEL9I/AAAAAAAABhI/hxa7EVFwSoQ/s72-c/red%2Bcross-strap%2Bmaxi%2Basos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-5483561973183441126</id><published>2011-06-05T20:57:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T21:12:58.372+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>I've Had Enough [end]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Perhaps nobody yet has been truthful enough about what "truthfulness" is. &lt;br /&gt;-Nietzsche-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sudah menghapusmu, dengan penghapus terbaik yang pernah aku punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang tersisa hanyalah tanda tanya. Iya, mungkin aku 'masih' bertanya..karna aku tahu apa yang kamu berikan bukanlah jawaban yang seharusnya kamu ucapkan. Dan mungkin kamu lupa bahwa kamu sedang tidak berargumen dengan anak kecil yang setelah marah lalu tersenyum dengan sebuah eskrim. Ahh, seandainya hati bisa berbicara.. dia pasti akan jujur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang tersisa hanyalah kata 'andai'. Andai dulu aku tak luluh dengan airmata itu. Andai dulu aku bisa lebih kuat untuk mengatakan 'semua sudah cukup'. That day, I should have left You ..tapi aku tak melakukannya. Kamu sangat rapuh, dan aku begitu naif. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sudahlah. Pada akhirnya aku menyadari semua itu tak ada gunanya. Berbicara denganmu pun sepertinya hanya menghabiskan energiku. Anggap saja ini semua seperti sebuah sinetron yang endingnya tak begitu jelas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah kebenaran tetap berada ditempatnya. Tuhan telah mempunyai catatan tentang segala rencana dan begitu banyak cerita yang tak pernah kita tahu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terimakasih, karna kamu pernah mencintaiku dengan begitu baik. Maaf, jika aku pernah mengatakan tak pernah benar-benar mencintaimu. Thank You for colouring my days and made them into beautiful rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan semoga, setelah ini tak akan ada lagi pembicaraanku tentangmu, karna aku telah menggunakan penghapus terbaikku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-5483561973183441126?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5483561973183441126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=5483561973183441126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5483561973183441126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5483561973183441126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/06/ive-had-enough-end.html' title='I&apos;ve Had Enough [end]'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6044050565491125198</id><published>2011-06-03T13:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T13:24:00.737+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"The important thing to remember when it comes to forgiving is that forgiveness doesn't make the other person right; but it makes you free." &lt;br /&gt;[Stormie Omartian]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6044050565491125198?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6044050565491125198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6044050565491125198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6044050565491125198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6044050565491125198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6183057306812986732</id><published>2011-05-30T18:44:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:24:42.194+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>The Hardest Part Is [not] Over [yet] ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K7jFukXiC9A/TePb6WHIzHI/AAAAAAAABf0/iQinzEBOLVU/s1600/original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K7jFukXiC9A/TePb6WHIzHI/AAAAAAAABf0/iQinzEBOLVU/s400/original.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612571356048182386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap orang pasti pernah mengalami beberapa masa dimana ia merasa 'inilah' titik terendah dalam hidupnya. Dan saat ini, hal itu yang sedang menimpa kami. Kenapa saya bilang kami? well, karna bukan hanya saya, tapi saat-saat ini adalah keadaan dimana keluarga kami harus melalui ujian dan cobaan yang sangat berat, setidaknya dalam pandangan subjektif kami. Karna sama seperti kebahagiaan, kesusahan adalah sebuah relative idea ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan belum pernah memberikan cobaan yang berarti sampai di penghujung tahun 2006, sesuatu menimpa keluarga kami, dan itu berjalan hingga sekarang. Cobaan yang membuat kami menyadari dan belajar akan apa arti pertemanan, kepercayaan, ketulusan dan sebuah kenyataan bahwa segala sesuatu di dunia ini hanyalah titipan dari Tuhan. Bisa dikatakan, kami kembali ke titik NOL, dan butuh kesabaran serta proses panjang untuk setidaknya kembali menuju angka 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami sangat percaya bahwa Tuhan 'menginginkan' sesuatu dengan memberikan cobaan ini, dan Dia yakin kami bisa melaluinya, trough the process. Tapi, kami bukan manusia sempurna. Ada saat dimana kami bertanya-tanya "kenapa harus kami?" "sampai kapan ini selesai?" "sanggupkah kami menghadapi semua ini?" ..and a lots of IF n WHY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when I begged to God n asked Him, "Why don't U just let me die??' "Why don't U just let this world ends??" stupid question indeed. But again, there are moments when I feel so low n things aren't going well. Saya menyadari ini adalah negative self-talk which is extremely harmfull :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat ini kami terus belajar dan belajar, memahami dan memaknai setiap hal yang terjadi dalam kehidupan kami. Sekali lagi kami yakin, dengan semua ini pastinya Tuhan menginginkan kami untuk menjadi lebih baik dan lebih kuat dari sebelumnya. Segala sesuatu terjadi bukan karna kebetulan, everything happens for a reason .. dan itulah yang terus brusaha kami yakini, meski kadang ada saat kami gagal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look at those inferior to you, and do not look at those superior to you. Thereby, you would be able to appreciate better the benevolence of Allah bestowed upon you.” [Bukhari and Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya jadi ingat postingan saya &lt;a href="http://maeasti.multiply.com/journal/item/1/The_hardest_part_is_over..."&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt;, dan saya seringkali membacanya saat merasa down .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*image courtessy of pravsworld.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6183057306812986732?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6183057306812986732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6183057306812986732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6183057306812986732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6183057306812986732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/05/hardest-part-is-not-over-yet.html' title='The Hardest Part Is [not] Over [yet] ..'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K7jFukXiC9A/TePb6WHIzHI/AAAAAAAABf0/iQinzEBOLVU/s72-c/original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6079316281853268363</id><published>2011-05-27T17:40:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T18:03:16.277+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Lowest Point of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETFrnNuJpeo/Td_ImrI-acI/AAAAAAAABfc/hx0K2g7ySyc/s1600/32076_398282444229_714379229_4407900_271294_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETFrnNuJpeo/Td_ImrI-acI/AAAAAAAABfc/hx0K2g7ySyc/s400/32076_398282444229_714379229_4407900_271294_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611424227467880898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened beyond my control. &lt;br /&gt;And the whole things seem pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm tired of being tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everything happens for a reason. People change so You can learn to let go, things go wrong so that You can appreciate them when they're right, You believe lies so that You will eventually learn to trust no one but Yourself. and sometimes, good things fall apart, so better things can fall together&lt;br /&gt;[Monroe]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6079316281853268363?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6079316281853268363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6079316281853268363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6079316281853268363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6079316281853268363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/05/lowest-point-of-life.html' title='Lowest Point of Life'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETFrnNuJpeo/Td_ImrI-acI/AAAAAAAABfc/hx0K2g7ySyc/s72-c/32076_398282444229_714379229_4407900_271294_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2406453067599023775</id><published>2011-05-25T20:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:02:48.025+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>[Nekad Traveller] Singapore-Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua di S'pore harusnya kami jalan bareng Chinch, temen kenalan dari Vietnam. Tapi pas ngobrol-ngobrol saat breakfast, Chinch maunya jalan kaki dari Bugis menuju kawasan Fullerton hotel. Kami cuman bisa mendesisss owhgoshhhh, whattt?? jalan kaki???!!!??? saya liat peta, jauh benerrr .. r U serious?? n dia ngangguk2. Hari sebelomnya pun Chinch jalan kaki dari Bugis ke Orchard, sampe ke Little India, Chinatown n Kampong Glam dan balik lagi ke area Bugis.. ampun deh *ga kuat ngebayangin capenya. Finally kami ga jadi barengan .. maaf Chinch, kami pengennya jadi backpacker, bukan walker :( :( *pemalasss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami berangkat dari hostel sekitar jam 8 pagi, naik MRT ke Raffles City lalu jalan ngikutin peta ke arah Fullerton hotel menuju merlion park. Dan sampai sana ternyata Merlion lagi dikurungin wmuhahha.. cuman bisa ktemu sama anaknya ::nangis bombey:: dan turis-turis yang laen pun ga kalah kecewa.. terpaksa si anak merlion jadi rebutan. Disini kami ktemu serombongan keluarga yang lagi kebingungan, rencananya mereka mo ke Orchard n lanjut perjalanan ke Malaka. Finally, kami kasih tau informasi yang ala kadarnya (karna kami juga ga paham :D) dan kami ikhlaskan smua peta-peta n gambar yang kami punya pada mereka .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1BMVijdUNY/TdT52jSLKPI/AAAAAAAABeE/hD7GsCPa7U0/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1BMVijdUNY/TdT52jSLKPI/AAAAAAAABeE/hD7GsCPa7U0/s400/10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608382151562832114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jHfjs0wQxJI/TdT52Yq4QrI/AAAAAAAABd8/wjcloJL0WFc/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jHfjs0wQxJI/TdT52Yq4QrI/AAAAAAAABd8/wjcloJL0WFc/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608382148713661106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skitar siangan udah mulei panas banged n kelaperan. Karna ga berbekal peta kami bingung juga cari-cari arah MRT, muter-muter gajelas kemana. Untung nemu juga, langsung kami cabut ke arah Little India melalui station interchange Dobby Ghaut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JAl3YHGrPSk/Td1PmBYFhBI/AAAAAAAABfU/x_K5rCIJXF4/s1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JAl3YHGrPSk/Td1PmBYFhBI/AAAAAAAABfU/x_K5rCIJXF4/s400/22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610728225396589586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-encM_qU6rU4/TdT53araD5I/AAAAAAAABec/LqnqRotmqEw/s1600/39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-encM_qU6rU4/TdT53araD5I/AAAAAAAABec/LqnqRotmqEw/s400/39.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608382166432616338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai di Little India whoaiiiaahh.. brasa lagi ada di Bollywood :D karna suasananya ngIndia banged. Kami muter-muter di pasar n keluar masuk toko pakaian yang jual berbagai macam baju n aksesoris ala India. Kami juga makan siang di resto khas India Kaaraikudi. Ga salah pilih deh karna nasi mutton biryani mreka ennakk banged (far away better dari yang kami beli di The Banquet sbelomnya). Roti pratha-nya juga perfect, disajikan sama kari daging yang gurih *nulis sambil ngiler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YeCs_DerA7g/Td1JqrwFbBI/AAAAAAAABfM/2NrakJ87-F4/s1600/50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YeCs_DerA7g/Td1JqrwFbBI/AAAAAAAABfM/2NrakJ87-F4/s400/50.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610721708421245970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sogwLQX48N4/Td1JqeOQAsI/AAAAAAAABfE/DPAZ3fty4aM/s1600/47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sogwLQX48N4/Td1JqeOQAsI/AAAAAAAABfE/DPAZ3fty4aM/s400/47.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610721704789672642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stelah kenyang, kami lanjut jalan menyusuri Serangon road n sampai ke Mostafa Centre. Masuk bentar, liat-liat n beli kain sari seharga 5SGD/meter. Stelah puas ngiterin Little India, kami langsung menuju station MRT n beli tiket tujuan China Town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eMAALSsGEuA/TdT52-I_UGI/AAAAAAAABeM/1Q3ZusIgKAg/s1600/38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eMAALSsGEuA/TdT52-I_UGI/AAAAAAAABeM/1Q3ZusIgKAg/s400/38.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608382158772064354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suasana Chinatown ga jauh beda ama Pecinan Semarang, hanya disana lebih rapi, lebih meriah, lebih bagus, lebih bersih hehehhe .. *trus apanya yang sammaaa ;p. Kami muter-muter aja dari ujung ke ujung, pengen beli makanan cuma takut kalo ga halal meski bau makanannya itu really really made me salivating ... *ngiler lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J5IkaHrehqM/TdT7B7cunDI/AAAAAAAABes/R_OnYj6QCQ8/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J5IkaHrehqM/TdT7B7cunDI/AAAAAAAABes/R_OnYj6QCQ8/s400/18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608383446539738162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0E-B9mCZwS0/TdT7BqHuzQI/AAAAAAAABek/sgaaIQWnu-c/s1600/224649_122474884499763_100002117572606_176657_8361380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0E-B9mCZwS0/TdT7BqHuzQI/AAAAAAAABek/sgaaIQWnu-c/s400/224649_122474884499763_100002117572606_176657_8361380_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608383441888267522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Chinatown, kami menyusuri jalan berbekal keyakinan kalo arah yang kami tempuh itu akan menuju kawasan Clarke Quay. Merana banged karna ga ada peta sama skali. Tiap Meimei tanya bener ga jalannya, saya cuman bilang he'eh meski ga yakin bener apa ga mwuahahha *maaf ya Mei xixixix. Fortunately, arah kami benerrr, stelah jalan beberapa lama akhirnya keliatan juga tu tulisan Clarke Quay ::ngusap peluh:: ga jadi deh denger Meimei misuh-misuh kekekkee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2RAOvi-SWU8/TdT53L5C2JI/AAAAAAAABeU/rTItxhK9lIY/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2RAOvi-SWU8/TdT53L5C2JI/AAAAAAAABeU/rTItxhK9lIY/s400/19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608382162463283346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kami duduk-duduk di tepian sungai sambil mijit-mijit kaki yang udah mulai lemes n gempor, rasanya bengkak semua. Skitar satu jam-an kami disana n waktu udah menunjukkan jam 9 malam. Mau balik, kami ga tau dimana station MRT. Yang kami liat cuma bus station. Karna sbelomnya kami belom pernah naik Bus, yang ada kami bingung arah n nomor Bus yang tertera di platform, disamping udah cape n pegel. Akhirnya kami tanya ke orang yang ada di station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang pertama yang kami tanya (which is baeek banged) nunjukin beberapa nomor Bus, tapi buru-buru banged karna ternyata Bus yang dia tunggu udah dateng. Dan ga berapa lama -mungkin karna liat muka melas kami- ada bapak-bapak yang nyamperin lalu tanya mau kearah mana. Kami bilang Bugis. Bugis apa?? Bugis Junction?? udah tutuuplaa kan dah malem. Oh well, kami mau ke jalan Victoria. n He said Victoria mana?? kami mikir beberapa lama karna lupa nama jalan :D.. sampe akhirnya inget juga arah terdekat kami ada di jalan Arab. Jadilah ketemu nomor Bus yang kami inginkan mwuehhehe.. ribetnyaaaaa! n Bapak-bapak itu buaikk sangat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skitar jam 11 malem, kami sampe di penginapan dengan tampang n keadaan yang ga jelas. Kaki gempor, jari-jari bengkak, pinggang pegal n kelaperan. Dan penolong kami malem itu -lagilagi- adalah 7eleven. Stelah makan burger, mashed potato n mie instan kami langsung tepar. Kaki senut-senut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2406453067599023775?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2406453067599023775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2406453067599023775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2406453067599023775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2406453067599023775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/05/nekad-traveller-singapore-day-2.html' title='[Nekad Traveller] Singapore-Day 2'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1BMVijdUNY/TdT52jSLKPI/AAAAAAAABeE/hD7GsCPa7U0/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-5238097108728995945</id><published>2011-05-24T17:11:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T17:45:24.024+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Today My Life Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I super love this song. Bener banged, kita hanya akan hidup sekali di dunia ini, so alangkah baiknya jika kita selalu berusaha melakukan yang terbaik. We don't know when n can't control how We're gonna die.. but We surely know how to live to the fullest n make everyday count .. smangatt n be happy!! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not perfect, and We never will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:302px;height:220px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="193"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sJ0uYpzf5XU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;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/sJ0uYpzf5XU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="193"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elyricsworld.com/today_my_life_begins_lyrics_bruno_mars.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working hard so long&lt;br /&gt;Seems like pain has been my only friend&lt;br /&gt;My fragile heart's been done so wrong&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if I'd ever heal again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh just like all the seasons never stay the same&lt;br /&gt;All around me I can feel a change (ohh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will break these chains that bind Me, happiness will find Me&lt;br /&gt;Leave the past behind Me, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;a whole new world is waiting it's mine for the taking&lt;br /&gt;I know I can make it, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;and I've learn how to leave it where it is&lt;br /&gt;and I see that I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;for ever doubting I could win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh just like all the seasons never stay the same&lt;br /&gt;all around Me I can feel a change (ohh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will break these chains that bind Me, happiness will find Me&lt;br /&gt;Leave the past behind Me, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;a whole new world is waiting it's mine for the taking&lt;br /&gt;I know I can make it, today my life begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's to short to have regrets&lt;br /&gt;So I'm learning now to leave it in the past and try to forget&lt;br /&gt;Only have one life to live&lt;br /&gt;So you better make the best of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-5238097108728995945?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5238097108728995945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=5238097108728995945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5238097108728995945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5238097108728995945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-my-life-begins.html' title='Today My Life Begins'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7128856539677842770</id><published>2011-05-18T12:11:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T07:29:32.100+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>[Nekad Traveller] Singapore-Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Jogja, pagi-pagi Saya n Meimei udah siap n langsung deh kami brangkut menuju Bandara. Sampe sana banyak bener yang ngantre di check-in board, trus saya mutusin buat self check-in n slese ga brapa lama. Stelah itu ngurusin bagasi, imigrasi n langsung menuju gate pemberangkatan. Ga ada delay, smua on time. Salut buat Air Asia ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7DleGjoHgw/TdOdBPrS2PI/AAAAAAAABck/PfDICPsBDVM/s1600/DSC01804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7DleGjoHgw/TdOdBPrS2PI/AAAAAAAABck/PfDICPsBDVM/s400/DSC01804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607998605719951602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 10.45 kami sampe di Changi n tanpa ragu-ragu langsung ngambilin brosur, smua brosur yang kami liat di sgala sudut bandara, biar ga nyasar critanya hahahha :D .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempet bingung juga, mau naik MRT ke kota gimana caranya. Untung di salah satu brosur, ada brosur peta bandara Changi, n ternyata untuk naek MRT mnuju kota harus ke terminal 3 which is saat itu kami ada di terminal 2. Bingung lagi deh, dari terminal 2 ke terminal 3 kan jauh, lemes kami liat peta whahhaha.. lalu kami tanya makcik-makcik yang jaga di toilet (sumpah ni orang baek banged). So, dengan petunjuk dari makcik n peta yang kami bawa, finally kami sampe di ujung terminal 2 n nunggu skytrain yang akan mengangkut kami ke terminal 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu kami liat beberapa rombongan anak muda skitar 5 orang juga kliatan lagi bingung. Tapi mo kasi tau ga enak, tar kalo kami nyasar juga kan repot, dikira ngajak nyasar bareng2 :D akhirnya skytrain dateng, kami pun naek. Dan rombongan anak2 muda itu masi bingung .. *smoga kalian mendapatkan petunjuk yang benar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe terminal 3, seppii... nyasarrr nihh jangan-jangan. Adanya petunjuk departure, ga ada gambar MRT atopun LRT, gimmanaaa iniihh.. Saya n Meimei (yang udah lemes dari sejak terbang n kelaperan) duduk-duduk bingung, dia hanya pasrah n pengen minum softdrink .. trus baru ingat, kan saya bawa peta bandaraaaa.. piye thoo..!! mwuahahhaa.. langsung deh saya jembreng tu peta, cari gambar terminal 3, gambar train MRT n ketemuuu, berasa ikut pencarian jejak pas pramuka xixixixi.. kami pun terbirit-birit menuju station MRT yang ada di basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami engga beli ez-link card buat naek MRT karna si petugas bilang nanti uang 5SGD yang ada di kartu ga bisa di refund, n dia suggest buat beli tourist past yang khusus untuk kunjungan beberapa hari saja n kartu bisa direfund. Tapi untuk beli STP harus ke Rafless hall, sedangkan di peta MRT saya liat Rafless hall lebih jauh dari Bugis, tempat kami akan turun. So, We finally mutusin buat beli single fare ticket aja tiap akan naek MRT/LRT.. dari Station MRT Changi kami menuju Tanah Merah dimana itu station interchange, lalu kami pindah n ganti kreta lain tujuan Bugis. Sampailah kita di penginapan ..ga nyasar akhirnya, fiuhhh.. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skitar sorean kami baru kluar dari Hostel coz hujan turun dari siang. Karna udah ksorean, plan dirubah. Dari hostel kami jalan-jalan ke area Sultan Mosque n Kampong Glam. Stelah itu makan di The Banquet yang ada di Raffles hospital, selanjutnya muter-muter di Bugis junction n jalan ke National Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mam1M3E5BDU/TdOeA0VXuKI/AAAAAAAABdM/r87u1bCMWhU/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mam1M3E5BDU/TdOeA0VXuKI/AAAAAAAABdM/r87u1bCMWhU/s400/16.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607999697891866786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmdWNZ6IlDg/TdOeBD2FGgI/AAAAAAAABdU/s4WrRGYu5Qc/s1600/48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmdWNZ6IlDg/TdOeBD2FGgI/AAAAAAAABdU/s4WrRGYu5Qc/s400/48.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607999702055590402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xt4RGJOS-I/TdOfxYkDw4I/AAAAAAAABdk/1ALg6OOXfhg/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xt4RGJOS-I/TdOfxYkDw4I/AAAAAAAABdk/1ALg6OOXfhg/s400/13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608001631762498434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiJaLhCMeuU/TdOdCGeq-wI/AAAAAAAABdE/XudQrRJMglo/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiJaLhCMeuU/TdOdCGeq-wI/AAAAAAAABdE/XudQrRJMglo/s400/17.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607998620430957314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skitar abis maghrib, kami naik MRT mnuju Orchard. Disana isinya orang Indonesia smua dehh :D .. kami cuma poto-poto, karna ga mungkin kami membeli barang2 dari prada, gucci, dior etc kan :D .. kami beli es potong sampe dua kali n saya sempet tersungkur di pinggir jalan yang bikin lutut saya sakkiiittt selama beberapa hari *pooor me :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIbrt7XItIg/TdOfxpJOqtI/AAAAAAAABds/Riyr-E5IiEQ/s1600/32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIbrt7XItIg/TdOfxpJOqtI/AAAAAAAABds/Riyr-E5IiEQ/s400/32.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608001636213369554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HNkX7EmuT3Q/TdOdB1DEISI/AAAAAAAABc8/iG9J_e9Vbo8/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HNkX7EmuT3Q/TdOdB1DEISI/AAAAAAAABc8/iG9J_e9Vbo8/s400/15.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607998615751762210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nhnF0LlSeRg/TdOdBXJuegI/AAAAAAAABcs/kRYSvzsRXRw/s1600/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nhnF0LlSeRg/TdOdBXJuegI/AAAAAAAABcs/kRYSvzsRXRw/s400/28.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607998607726639618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulangnya naik MRT lagi ke Bugis n jalan-jalan bentar di Bugis night market dannnn Meimei beli durian yang ga ada rasanya hahahaha ;p (itu durian cuman dikasi parfum aja kali ya, rasanya hambarrrr) .. sbelom menuju hostel kami beli makan di 7eleven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kejadian di 7eleven ini lucu banged. Malem itu saya beli chicken sandwich, n pas liat ada mesin mashed potato trus jadi pengen. Saya pun menuju kasir, meletakkan sandwich, minuman n bilang ke penjaga (orang India) kalo saya mau mashed potato.. so He said "You take laaa" dengan gaya Indiannya yang kental, huruf 'T' yang khas n kepala yang bergoyang mwuahahahhaha.. *saat itu pun saya langsung ketawa ga brenti.. n langsung bilang oke dehh, I will take, dan gaya ngomong 'T' saya jadi keikutan ala India.. hahaha, ahh pak cik itu kiyut skali xixixixix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-inUGgZy6kOM/TdOdBp7aW9I/AAAAAAAABc0/qXVNzLt-NGY/s1600/Penyelamat%2Bkita%252C%2BSeven%2Beleven.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-inUGgZy6kOM/TdOdBp7aW9I/AAAAAAAABc0/qXVNzLt-NGY/s400/Penyelamat%2Bkita%252C%2BSeven%2Beleven.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607998612766874578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu hari pertama kita, n We love Singapore. Bersihhhh, rapi, serba mudah n teratur banged .. ::thumbs::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7128856539677842770?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7128856539677842770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7128856539677842770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7128856539677842770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7128856539677842770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/05/nekad-traveller-singapore-day-1.html' title='[Nekad Traveller] Singapore-Day 1'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7DleGjoHgw/TdOdBPrS2PI/AAAAAAAABck/PfDICPsBDVM/s72-c/DSC01804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7162526430599742640</id><published>2011-05-16T07:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T07:36:26.997+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most selfish one letter word is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;' .. avoid it. &lt;br /&gt;[Al kahfi 18:34]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most satisfying two letters words is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;' .. use it. &lt;br /&gt;[al An'am 6:71-72]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most poisonous three letters words is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EGO&lt;/span&gt;' .. kill it.&lt;br /&gt;[Al Qasas 28:78]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most used four letters words is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;' .. value it.&lt;br /&gt;[Ar Rum 30:21]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most pleasing five letters words is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;' .. keep it.&lt;br /&gt;[An Najm 53:43]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fastest spreading six letters words is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;RUMOUR&lt;/span&gt;' .. ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;[Al Hujurat 49:12]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest working seven letters words is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt;' .. achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;[An Nur 24:37-38]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most enviable eight letters words is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JEALOUSY&lt;/span&gt;' .. distance it.&lt;br /&gt;[Yusuf 12:8-9]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most powerful nine letters words is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;KNOWLEDGE&lt;/span&gt;' .. acquire it &lt;br /&gt;(of Allah n holy Quran).&lt;br /&gt;[Yasin 36:2] [Yusuf 12:2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most essential ten letters words is '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CONFIDENCE&lt;/span&gt;' .. trust it &lt;br /&gt;(trust in Allah's guidance).&lt;br /&gt;[Yunus 10:9] [At Tauba 9:511]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7162526430599742640?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7162526430599742640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7162526430599742640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7162526430599742640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7162526430599742640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/05/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-3273908214534829199</id><published>2011-05-11T05:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T05:40:18.894+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>Here Again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, balik lagi ke Semarang ;) ... I miss my kitchen already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MecQCEMo1o4/TcoEmBzGWjI/AAAAAAAABcc/xZ9FltvnNOs/s1600/DSCN1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MecQCEMo1o4/TcoEmBzGWjI/AAAAAAAABcc/xZ9FltvnNOs/s400/DSCN1331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605297737580304946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9KPssyRrgk/TcoBhfTB2LI/AAAAAAAABcU/oof-x5MI18Q/s1600/P4180025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9KPssyRrgk/TcoBhfTB2LI/AAAAAAAABcU/oof-x5MI18Q/s400/P4180025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605294361064626354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BnkBefs08hI/TcoBg5gfDtI/AAAAAAAABcM/N8ouzBSt5J4/s1600/P1010038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Got stomachache :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Leave unsaid, unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Eyes wide shut, unopened&lt;br /&gt;You and me always between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Between the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend said : &lt;br /&gt;'If once we had decided to forget, then we alone can decide to remember' .. and I remember him, too much.. today! flewhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-644333508077469224?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/644333508077469224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=644333508077469224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/644333508077469224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/644333508077469224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/05/random.html' title='I-Dunno-Post'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8681160780455131367</id><published>2011-04-27T08:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:31:29.857+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Saya dan Kacamata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xsew9bhy7Kk/Tbe6bp9V-JI/AAAAAAAABb0/Xb8Mly6pVsQ/s1600/Cant%2Bbelieve%2Bits%2B5%2Byears%2Bago%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xsew9bhy7Kk/Tbe6bp9V-JI/AAAAAAAABb0/Xb8Mly6pVsQ/s400/Cant%2Bbelieve%2Bits%2B5%2Byears%2Bago%2B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600149645940881554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it's not easy, mata minus 2.5, ditambah silinder pula, n I stupidly wear no glassess nor soft lenses. Bukan tanpa alasan sih. Pengen banged pake softlens karna kliatannya simpel n ga ketahuan kalo mata minus mwuahehehe. Tapi kalo pas ngeliat temen make n kadang struggling banged masukin n ngepasin tu softlens ke kornea mata rasanya ngerri. Belom lagi tar mata perih, iritasi, n takut ga cocok. Jadinya malah maju mundur, ga niat banged mo ke optik..fyuuuuuh. Padahal kalo jalan udah nabrak-nabrak, kalo mo naek angkot ga bisa baca arah tujuan, trus kalo liat TV dari beberapa meter udah kriyep-kriyep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang mengenai kacamata. Sewaktu masih di Kairo dulu saya on-off pake kacamatanya. Biasanya pake pas lagi ada di College, pas lagi gambar, lagi ngedisain dll dimana butuh banged yang namanya ngeliat dengan jelas. Selain itu, pas ke mall, lagi masak, ato lagi jalan-jalan kemana aja slalu saya lepas kacamata. Biasanya saya pegang or masukin dalam tas. Ga menguntungkan juga sebenernya, karna kalo pas papasan ama temen di jalan, dalam jarak sekian meter saya ga bisa ngeliat dengan jelas muka mereka. Sering banged saat ketemu temen, saya ga bisa bener-bener liat karna muka mreka blurrr total di mata saya.. so jadinya saya hanya ngira-ngira, owwhh dia lagi senyum, ehh ketawa, ato ngajak ngomong ya mwauhahaha.. mengandalkan ilmu kebatinan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En akibat dari pake on-off ini saya juga musti beberapa kali bolak-balik ganti lensa kaca, karna sering banged pecahh :D .. mana kacamata saya juga frameless, jadi sangat fragile. Ammu-ammu yang jaga di optik sampe hapal kalo saya dateng. Taniy??? kata si Ammu. hihihi.. minggu kmaren yang kiri, skarang kanan, besoknya dua-duanya ;X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soal kenapa males pake kacamata juga karna saya sumpahhh teledor ga ketulungan. Pernah kejadian saat di college dulu, saya mo ke toilet n entah kenapa juga saya lepas n tinggal tu kacamata di kursi (owh gosh! di korsii!!!). Pas saya balik n duduk, lalu krekkk.. apa nihhhh.. ternyata tu kacamata saya dudukin!! rrghhhh, saya ngumpat-ngumpat ga karuan. Temen-temen di kelas cuman masang muka lempeng ngeliatin saya. What r U saying Maya?? maleik enty yaa Maya?? $#$^&amp;#^&amp;*@#. Setelahnya hasil drapping disain saya selama beberapa hari jadi buruk karna nunggu kacamata dibenerin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insiden laen soal kacamata pecah yaitu saat di metro anfaq (kereta bawah tanah). Pas jam-jam pulang kerja n kuliah di sore hari, kereta selalu penuh sesak. Kebiasaan saya ktika lagi brada di angkutan umum yaitu lepas kacamata karna ga betah, hidung sakit n kepala pusing. Dan sore itu naas sekali. Saya berdiri di dekat pintu masuk, di gerbong khusus wanita. Setelah ritual membaca doa perjalanan bersama, saya lepas kacamata n berdiri dengan tenang. Di station selanjutnya, penumpang makin sesak, dan saat turun di station Ramsis which is station pusat, penumpang berjubel antara yang mo masuk n mo keluar. Saya berada di pojokan n terhimpit sama Ibu-ibu Mesir yang ga mo ngalah. Tangan saya yang lagi megang kacamata kejepit si Ibu, menempel di dinding metro lalu.. krekkkk.. kacamata sukses terbelah jadi dua, hwaaaahhhhh.. madaaaammmm kau pecahin kacamataku :( :( dan saya pun menggerutu ga jelas. Si madam tanpa rasa berdosa hanya bilang maleishh yaa bint.huh. *deep sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trakhir kali, kacamata saya hancur berkeping-keping didalam tas. Saat itu saya lagi di area Ramsis menunggu bus tujuan Nasr City, tempat tinggal saya. Dan demi menghindari macet, di area Ramsis ada peraturan ketat kalo bus n angkota ga boleh ngetem lama-lama di jalan raya. Di sepanjang kanan jalan para polisi lalu lintas berdiri n langsung menghalau bus or angkota yang pengen ngambil penumpang. Banyak yang ngeyel, ya penumpangnya, ya sopir bus n angkotanya. Poltas2 itu juga ga kalah ngeyel sambil menghardik, nendang or mukul pake tongkat tiap bus/angkota yang nekat brenti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sore itu sangat ga menguntungkan. Pas udah lama banged nunggu, bus tujuan Nasr City pun lewat. Saya cemas berharap n barengan ama beberapa calon penumpang laen which is saat itu laki-laki semua, mulai brusaha menghentikan bus. Dan bus ga brenti tapi berjalan lambat. Kami pun berebut naek sambil terus dihalau sama poltas-poltas Mesir yang mukanya serem n ga bersahabat. Karna terus dihardik, bus melaju agak cepat dan saya bersama satu orang penumpang lain akhirnya terpelanting n braakkkk, kami jatohhh tersungkur di aspal :(( .. ga ada luka-luka sih, cuman sakiit dan malu. Untung posisi jatoh saya ngedudukin tas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polisi n beberapa orang Mesir berkerumun, dan akhirnya bus yang tadi melaju dihentikan. Untungnya lalu lintas macet jadi belom getu jauh. Kami berdua pun dipapah n dipersilahkan naek bus, dikasih tempat duduk paling depan pula mwuhahahha... what a day!! dan korbannya adalah kacamata, plus badan yang nyeri semaleman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak itu, saya belom pernah beli kacamata lagi. Dan terakhir periksa mata yang menunjukkan saya minus 2.5 di El-Nour eye hospital itu udah bertahun-tahun yang lalu. Skarang saya minus brapa ya?? semoga jadi minus 1 .. oowhh stop dreamin, Maya! ===*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8681160780455131367?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8681160780455131367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8681160780455131367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8681160780455131367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8681160780455131367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/saya-dan-kacamata.html' title='Saya dan Kacamata'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xsew9bhy7Kk/Tbe6bp9V-JI/AAAAAAAABb0/Xb8Mly6pVsQ/s72-c/Cant%2Bbelieve%2Bits%2B5%2Byears%2Bago%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-871976036798843925</id><published>2011-04-24T18:52:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T07:12:18.654+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Foodie Doodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- Djatilegi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah kapan hari getu ksini, ga sengaja juga. Pas lagi kelaperan n muterin Manggala Foodcourt dari ujung kiri ke ujung kanan, finally mata kami langsung menuju ke arah Djatilegi, Warung Buntut n Iga. Patut dicuba nihh, dan ga pake lama si Mbak-mbaknya dateng nyodorin menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada banyak deretan menu kayak sop buntut, iga bakar, iga penyet n aneka steak. Dan saya pilih iga penyet yang dipaketin plus nasi. Pesenan laennya beef steak n  minumnya ais kacang. Range harganya dari 15.000-35.000 buat makanan, minumannya average getu laa sama kayak resto laen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit, steak-nya ennaaakkk, dagingnya empuk, sausnya gurihh n spicy .. :D coz pernah kejadian saya makan steak di daerah Candi n owmaigaddd, semaleman gigi saya sakit gara-gara tu daging alotnya ga ketulungan. Kalo bahasa steak-nya itu ga welldone bangeddd. Mungkin rare ato medium?? entahlah, yang jelas tu daging ga bagus buat kesehatan gigi. Dan saya juga paling bete kalo liat ada steak which is dagingnya -entah itu mo ayam apa sapi- tapi digoreng dulu pake tepung ;0 n tepungnya jadi lembek ga karuan pas disiram gravy-nya.. ewwwwwhh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iga penyet-nya juga enak, dagingnya empuk, syukurlahh. Ais kachang-nya ga mengecewakan, cuman ga ngenakin banged liatnya karna dihidangkan pake gelas n sendok plastik. Berasa beli es teh di booth2 minuman getu hahahah ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masi penasaran sama sop buntutnya. Laen kali musti ksini lagi. Djatilegi ini slain ada di Manggala Foodcourt Gajahmada juga ada di DP Mall n Resto-nya yang punya 2 lantai ada di area Banyumanik. Kok jadi promosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwkujhAUy68/TbRWYIWaQPI/AAAAAAAABa8/tn4cPtSFFL8/s1600/P1060008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwkujhAUy68/TbRWYIWaQPI/AAAAAAAABa8/tn4cPtSFFL8/s400/P1060008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599195209286697202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5zOku4zipZg/TbRWXibwMaI/AAAAAAAABas/VcwK4Ifz6QI/s1600/P1060002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5zOku4zipZg/TbRWXibwMaI/AAAAAAAABas/VcwK4Ifz6QI/s400/P1060002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599195199108559266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WfhlEmvGBBo/TbRWXrtUkvI/AAAAAAAABak/F_OqkpXz198/s1600/P1060001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WfhlEmvGBBo/TbRWXrtUkvI/AAAAAAAABak/F_OqkpXz198/s400/P1060001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599195201598165746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xbfemch1igk/TbRWX8RAYiI/AAAAAAAABa0/J0imUytw0so/s1600/P1060007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xbfemch1igk/TbRWX8RAYiI/AAAAAAAABa0/J0imUytw0so/s400/P1060007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599195206042804770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- Hongkong Resto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resto ini ada di Java Mall lantai 3, di seberangnya Disctarra. Sebenernya kurang jelas ini resto namanya apa coz areanya yang terbuka, jadi ga liat tulisan tempetnya apa. Saya nyebutnya Hongkong Resto karna yang disediain menu-menu oriental :D kalo ga salah si dtulisnya HK Resto.. ah ga penting *GRIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disini, menu yang jadi andalan adalah nasi hainan, ayam n bebek panggang ala hainan. Slain itu ada juga aneka mie pangsit, dimsum, spring roll n nasi goreng oriental. Minumnya juga macem-macem mulai dari milkshake sampai ais batu kachang which is kalo tiap kali ksini pasti ini yang saya pesan :D. varian dessert mreka juga cukup banyak n rasanya enak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resto ini fave-nya adek saya, katanya ayam hainan-nya kayak roti, lembuut banged hihi. Dihidangkan sepiring bareng nasi hainan, pickled mentimun n aneka saus kayak saus tiram, saus tomat n sambal. Trus dikasih juga semangkuk kuah kaldu. Jadi sbenernya ga pesen minum ga masalah coz ada kuah kaldu kalo lagi haus mwuahahhah. The same goes to bebek peking, rasanya gurih n empuk.. kondimennya juga sama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ais kachang HK resto ini lebih 'heboh' dari Djatilegi, juga porsinya lebih banyak. Well, secara dari harga juga jauh. Trakhir beli, kacangnya jadi lebih sedikit, ga ada jagung, n isinya jadi makin rame dengan jeli bulet-bulet n buah-buahan. Kok jadi es campur ya ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya memang penggemar Ais kachang, ato juga dikenal sebagai ais batu campur ato ABC. Aslinya dari Malaysia, n komposisi utamanya adalah kacang merah, jagung n es serut yang disiram pake sirup warna-warni, lalu ditabur sama kacang yang dihaluskan, awhhhh salivating (__') &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perkenalan pertama dengan ABC ini mulanya saat dulu masih di Kairo, n ada resto milik mahasiswa Malaysia yang nyediain khusus masakan melayu. Tiap kali makan disana, slalu saya pesan ABC. Rasanya enak n otentik, secara dibuat oleh orang Malay asli ya hahahah .. n I looove ais kachang since then :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0MMDBdd3X8/TbRYRKp2klI/AAAAAAAABbU/cibY-XVtTTM/s1600/P3080002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0MMDBdd3X8/TbRYRKp2klI/AAAAAAAABbU/cibY-XVtTTM/s400/P3080002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599197288669286994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MaUcnT2KS2Y/TbRYQ0BW1GI/AAAAAAAABbM/nyeXJkUqjRE/s1600/P3080001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MaUcnT2KS2Y/TbRYQ0BW1GI/AAAAAAAABbM/nyeXJkUqjRE/s400/P3080001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599197282593854562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdCqkQVPMXs/TbRYQnNyRrI/AAAAAAAABbE/rN9vIM0V8BQ/s1600/barubarubaru%2B052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdCqkQVPMXs/TbRYQnNyRrI/AAAAAAAABbE/rN9vIM0V8BQ/s400/barubarubaru%2B052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599197279156324018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-So1B2JSswqw/TbRYRDuYxCI/AAAAAAAABbc/aDCO3ezyC_8/s1600/P3080006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-So1B2JSswqw/TbRYRDuYxCI/AAAAAAAABbc/aDCO3ezyC_8/s400/P3080006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599197286809256994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjpzrcQmAps/TbRYRS7LHfI/AAAAAAAABbk/gKXRuSx8y7w/s1600/P3080005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjpzrcQmAps/TbRYRS7LHfI/AAAAAAAABbk/gKXRuSx8y7w/s400/P3080005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599197290889420274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-871976036798843925?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/871976036798843925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=871976036798843925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/871976036798843925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/871976036798843925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/foodie-doodie.html' title='Foodie Doodie'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwkujhAUy68/TbRWYIWaQPI/AAAAAAAABa8/tn4cPtSFFL8/s72-c/P1060008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2874544107877282691</id><published>2011-04-22T19:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:24:51.199+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasion'/><title type='text'>*a Billion Acts of Green*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when the last tree has died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the last river been poisoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the last fish been caught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will we realize we cannot eat money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Cree Indian Proverb-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal 22 April adalah Earth Day!! Hari Bumi!! Bumi yang makin tua, makin cape n penuh sesak oleh manusia. Seperti kata Nietzsche [The Earth has a skin and that skin has diseases, one of its diseases is called man] --'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, kadang banyak hal-hal yang kita lakuin which is menurut kita sepele tapi sebenernya kalo mo dirubah dikit [well, dikiiiit aja] pastinya bisa berdampak positif buat planet ini. Ga cuman buat bumi secara umum, tapi perubahan-perubahan kecil yang kita lakukan untuk diri sendiri, juga buat lingkungan terdekat kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal-hal kecil begini nihh :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Misahin sampah kering n sampah basah.&lt;br /&gt;Kedengeran sepele banged ya :D .. tapi entah getu mulai kapan, kami dirumah brusaha nyediain 2 tempet sampah, yang satu buat sampah yang basah kayak sisa nasi, sisa sayur, makanan dll. Dan sampah satunya buat tempet barang2 kering yang bisa di-recycle kayak kaleng minuman, bungkus susu, kardus dll. Konsisten kah kita?? NOOOO! sering banged kami lupa. Semisal abis minum softdrink, langsung lempar kaleng ke sampah. Dan weiiih.. salah masuk ke sampah tempet makanan, yelahhh dan males banged mindahin :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Berusaha ga boros listrik.&lt;br /&gt;Ini banyak bener pastinya ya. Kayak pemakaian lampu, ga perlu dinyalain kalo masih siang. Juga misal ga panas-panas banged dikamar, lebih baik buka jendela daripada nyalain kipas angin/AC. Nyalain TV, kalo emang ga diliat misal ditinggal masak, ya dimatikan saja tho :D .. Juga pas lagi nge-charge HP/notebook, saat udah penuh ada baeknya langsung dicabut, hemmaaatttt ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhya, never leave your lappy ON when You're not using it, Maya ..!! dwengggg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Manfaatin barang-barang bekas.&lt;br /&gt;Saya pernah baca di sebuah majalah fashion. Jadi para supermodel dunia kayak Iman n Gemma Ward gencar mempromosikan tentang saving the planet. Caranya mereka manfaatin tempet lotion, cream or body butter dari berbagai merk yang udah ga mreka pakai buat dijadikan wadah untuk aksesoris such as gelang, bros, pins, kalung dll. Instead of buying new stuffs, mreka make barang-barang 'bekas' itu buat nyimpen perhiasan. Start from small laa ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita juga bisa manfaatin kaleng roti buat tempet krupuk atau makanan kering laen, botol aqua buat tempet minyak goreng atau dijadikan pot taneman, kaleng bekas softdrink buat tempet pensil, sisir dll. Biasanya Ibu-ibu lebih kreatif ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Biasakan jalan kaki.&lt;br /&gt;Ini sihh, karna saya ga bisa naek motor mwuhahaha.. tapi bener, dengan meminimalisir pemakean kendaraan, kita juga berperan mengurangi polusi, rite? Misal dari rumah mo belanja ke toko/warung terdekat yang jaraknya cuman beberapa puluh ato beberapa ratus meter, bukankah lebih baek jalan kaki or naek sepeda daripada naek motor, apalagi mobil. Lebih sehat juga ahh *WINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Make air seperlunya.&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya kita paling boros banged soal air. Contohnya saat cuci piring, kita sering banged ngebiarin kran ngalir padahal lagi sibuk dengan piring dan gelas. Ato seringnya saat ritual sikat gigi, kadang air dibiarin ngocor getu aja saat kita masi sibuk menggosok gigi. Soal air, rasanya kita masi harus sangat-sangat bijak dalam penggunaannya. Kalo yang mandinya pake shower, take shorter shower. Kalo yang mandinya pake air di bak, jangan terlalu semangat sampe habis bergayung-gayung :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Grow your own vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya saya suka berkebun, tapi tiap kali saya nanem apa getu pasti si pohon langsung mati dengan sukses, atau kadang habis dimakan tikus ga tau diri, saya pernah ceritain &lt;a href="http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-homegrown-veggies.html"&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt;. Untungnya, di sekitar rumah kami ada banyak taneman kayak daun pandan, pisang n cabe yang sangat-sangat berguna buat kebutuhan memasak :D ada juga pohon mangga n belimbing yang tumbuh suburrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada banyak taneman yang bisa ditanem sendiri n bisa dikonsumsi buat kebutuhan sehari-hari kayak cabai, tomat, serai dan aneka herbs. Pengennya sih nanem pohon jati, buat investasi hahahah ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kurangi pemakaian barang2 plastik n botol.&lt;br /&gt;Pas bepergian, daripada beli minuman botol di jalan, lebih baek bawa dari rumah, sama aja kan. Saya pernah kena lempar gelas minuman yang dibuang dari mobil *grrrhhh .. udah make barang yang susah didaur ulang, maen buang sampah sembarangan pula *SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juga pas belanja di market-market, sebisa mungkin diminimalisir pemakaian kantung plastik. Bagusnya sih bawa tas sendiri ya, tapi rasanya masih sulit banged coz kadang kita butuh plastik pembungkus itu buat dijadikan plastik sampah dirumah mwuhahaha LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah satu barang yang paling susah di recycle, bahkan termasuk non-recyclable plastic adalah styrofoam. Jadi mariiii sebisa mungkin hindari make styrofoam, disamping bahaya juga ketika styrofoam itu dijadikan sebagai wadah untuk makanan panas. Alih-alih sehat, malah bisa beracun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, ga cuman untuk hari ini aja, tapi untuk seterusnya mari lebih menyayangi bumi kita. Every day is Earth Day, yeay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2874544107877282691?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2874544107877282691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2874544107877282691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2874544107877282691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2874544107877282691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/billion-acts-of-green.html' title='*a Billion Acts of Green*'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-1462493695482999906</id><published>2011-04-22T08:38:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T16:24:31.643+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasion'/><title type='text'>Woman, We are beautiful as We are</title><content type='html'>Kemaren hari Kartini ya *iyyaaaaaa :D .. n well, hari Kartini selalu related sama yang namanya perjuangan emansipasi wanita dan soal kesetaraan jender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secara sederhana, sebenarnya saya kurang memahami apa itu feminisme dan segala  keinginan untuk disetarakan dengan pria atau bahkan kemampuan untuk bisa melebihi mereka [pria], namun tidak melupakan kodrat sebagai wanita. Dalam islam, agama yang saya yakini.. pria dan wanita memiliki keistimewaan masing-masing. and afterall, semua mahkluk di hadapan Tuhan adalah sama, hanya ketakwaan dan iman yang membedakannya *aiiiih ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply understand that We as humans are created differently, and every of Us are unique and gifted.. jadi tanpa perlu berusaha untuk menjadi lebih, setara atau apapun, sangat penting untuk menghargai potensi diri, mengembangkannya, berpikir positif dan bersyukur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Follow your joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be authentic and be grateful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pernah membeli buku My Soul Is a Woman milik Annemarie Schimmel, masih tertinggal di Kairo :( isinya bagus dan sangat inspiring, tentang feminisme dalam islam dan bagaimana islam memuliakan wanita. Can't tell You more karna belom baca lagi mwuhehehe ... tunggu bukunya di kargoin ya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulisan dibawah ini saya ambil dari facebook seorang teman baik, dia menulis tentang keutamaan wanita dalam Islam. Dan setelah membaca ini, semoga kita makin berbahagia karna telah diciptakan sebagai wanita, dengan segala kelebihan dan kekurangan kita .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wanita perlu taat kepada suami. Tapi tahukah, bahwa lelaki wajib taat kepada Ibunya 3 kali lebih utama daripada kepada Bapaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wanita menerima warisan lebih sedikit dari pada laki-laki. Tapi tahukah bahwa harta itu menjadi milik pribadinya dan tidak perlu diserahkan kepada suaminya. Sementara apabila Lelaki menerima warisan, Ia perlu/wajib juga menggunakan hartanya untuk Isteri dan anak-anaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wanita perlu bersusah payah mengandung dan melahirkan anak. Tapi tahukah bahwa setiap saat dia hamil, dia didoakan oleh segala umat, malaikat dan seluruh makhluk ALLAH di muka bumi ini. Dan tahukah, jika ia mati karena melahirkan maka baginya adalah Syahid dan Surga akan menantinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Di akhirat kelak, seorang lelaki akan dipertanggung-jawabkan terhadap 4 wanita, yaitu: 1.Isterinya, 2.Ibunya, 3.Anak Perempuannya dan 4.Saudara Perempuannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artinya: bagi seorang wanita tanggung jawab terhadapnya ditanggung oleh 4 orang lelaki. Yaitu: 1.Suaminya, 2.Ayahnya, 3.Anak Lelakinya dan 4.Saudara Lelakinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Seorang wanita boleh memasuki  melalui pintu surga yang manapun yang disukainya, cukup dengan 4 syarat saja, yaitu : Sholat 5 waktu, Puasa di bulan Ramadhan, Taat kepada Suaminya, dan Menjaga Kehormatannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Seorang lelaki wajib berjihad fisabilillah. Sementara bagi wanita jika ia taat terhadap suaminya serta menunaikan tanggungjawabnya kepada ALLAH SWT, maka ia akan turut menerima pahala setara seperti pahala orang pergi berjihad fisabilillah tanpa perlu mengangkat senjata..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subhanallah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-1462493695482999906?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1462493695482999906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=1462493695482999906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1462493695482999906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1462493695482999906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/woman-we-are-beautiful-as-we-are.html' title='Woman, We are beautiful as We are'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4686609241696588556</id><published>2011-04-16T14:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:14:41.137+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Self Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dari Imam Ja’far Ash-Shadiq (sa) berkata:&lt;br /&gt;“Jika seorang mukmin dimasukkan ke kuburnya, shalatnya berada di sebelah kanannya, zakatnya di sebelah kirinya, kebajikannya menaunginya, dan kesabarannya di sisinya. Ketika malaikat Munkar dan Nakir datang yang pertanyaannya ditakuti, maka kesabarannya berkata pada shalatnya, zakat dan kebajikannya. Akulah yang akan mendampinginya jika kamu tidak mampu menghadapinya”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditengah-tengah waktu kursus yang kira-kira berdurasi 1.5 jam, biasanya saya kasi break slama kurang lebih 5 menit buat istirahat, minum ato whatever mreka mo ngapain aja.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan malem itu, pas lagi break dua kaka beradek yang umurnya 7 n 9 tahun, ngobrol-ngobrol sambil makan snack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek : "Kaka tau ga, nanti kalo kita meninggal, didalem kubur tar ditanya lho sama malaikat"&lt;br /&gt;Kaka : "gimana emang .."&lt;br /&gt;Adek : "nanti kita ditanya 'man rabbuka' .. getuu"&lt;br /&gt;kaka : "apa itu man rabbuka?? ko aku engga tau"&lt;br /&gt;Adek : "itu bahasa arab, artinya siapa Tuhanmu"   &lt;br /&gt;Kaka : "emang di dalam kubur nanti ditanyanya pake bahasa arab ya?"&lt;br /&gt;Adek : "he-eh .. *ngangguk-ngangguk.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hening]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek : "ko diem kenapa Ka.."&lt;br /&gt;Kaka : "Kaka lagi mikirin nenek. Pasti sekarang nenek kebingungan, kan nenek ga bisa bahasa arab, mana bisa jawab pertanyaan malaikat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oouuchhhh!!! I was just speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sebuah nasehat yang saya katakan pada diri sendiri]&lt;br /&gt;Jika kematian telah menjemput, segala yang ada di dunia ini menjadi tidak berarti. Kecantikan yang kita agung-agungkan, harta dan materi yang mati-matian kita cari siang malam, juga segala keindahan yang kita impikan. Tak ada yang akan kita bawa, selain amal ibadah dan kebajikan. Jadi, mengapa kadang kita mati-matian mencari sesuatu yang tak akan kita bawa mati? dan seringkali justru kita lupa memperbanyak 'bekal ibadah' yang akan kita bawa untuk kehidupan yang lebih abadi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga, kita semua akan meninggalkan dunia yang fana ini dalam keadaan khusnul khatimah dan dijauhkan dari siksa kubur, amin .. amin ya rabb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4686609241696588556?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4686609241696588556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4686609241696588556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4686609241696588556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4686609241696588556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/self-reminder.html' title='Self Reminder'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-3309203129656712760</id><published>2011-04-14T17:31:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:12:13.264+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Dapur Cokelat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates ... You never know what you're gonna get &lt;br /&gt;[Forrest Gump]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas ke Surabaya kmaren, saya sempetin mampir ke Dapur Cokelat, karna di Semarang ga ada *manyun. FYI, Dapur Cokelat ini cuman buka di Jakarta n Surabaya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempetnya ada di jl.Biliton which is saya n temen saya Meimei n Fajar sampe muter-muter ga jelas cuman buat nyari jalan Biliton ini hahaha.. n ternyata pas udah sampe, mereka malah tereak, owalaaa kalo sini mah lewat hampir tiap hari.....tibak'o muter-muter. Yeeeeyyy, brapa taun tinggal di Surabaya?? Aku donk baru pertama lewat *plakkkk ;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di dalem Dapur Cokelat ini rasanya betaaaahhhhh banged. Suasananya cozy n pastinya bikin mata ga brenti berkedip karna banyaknya truffles, pralines, cakes n aneka snacks kayak lollies n cookies. Saya beli pralines mix-nya yang beratnya kira-kira 100gr seharga IDR 32.500 n 'cuma' isi 9-10 biji [kalo mo beli sekilo juga gapapa buat persediaan sbulan **,]. Isinya bisa kita pilih sendiri dari mulai choco blueberry, almond truffle, white choco dll.. ga apal coz ga dikasi nama, cuman untungnya Mbak-mbak yang jagain friendly banged n mau nerangin satu-satu jenis coklat yang kita pilih. Dikasi tau juga mana yang mengandung alkohol mana yang free so kita ga salah pilih :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pas itu kebetulan lagi ada promo beli 3 cakes bonus satu, so skalian beli opera cakes, lapis chocoberry n shortcake, bonusnya tiramisu. Oya di Dapur Cokelat sini juga ada cafe-nya cuman kami engga mampir coz udah kenyang banged.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pralines-nya enak gilaa *drooling. Untungnya juga dibawa pulang ke Semarang engga leleh, saved by dinginnya AC kreta :D .. ah kapan ya Dapur Cokelat buka di Semarang, ato kapan-kapan musti coba deh buat pralines n truffles sendiri mwuhehhee .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalo mo online order, di &lt;a href="http://www.dapurcokelat.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; nya juga ada. Ahh chocolate makes everyone smile .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuvpzWiUvek/TacNqkzDFfI/AAAAAAAABXc/_6NFa-guQVo/s1600/DSCN1048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuvpzWiUvek/TacNqkzDFfI/AAAAAAAABXc/_6NFa-guQVo/s400/DSCN1048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595456087114585586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s72_8bMqgKA/TacVjUTHdAI/AAAAAAAABX0/0n_L-Kpro1c/s1600/DSCN1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s72_8bMqgKA/TacVjUTHdAI/AAAAAAAABX0/0n_L-Kpro1c/s400/DSCN1042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595464758519624706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sIp5kdUAWpc/TacNqI-HIlI/AAAAAAAABXM/0cLzR0q5FrY/s1600/DSCN1041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qJVsK9LxZJI/TacNpXvX_-I/AAAAAAAABW8/m1zu4sdokCc/s400/DSCN1040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595456066429648866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_44QhG3VSg/TacVjB6nmiI/AAAAAAAABXs/wOvX-HbjbBA/s1600/DSCN1082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_44QhG3VSg/TacVjB6nmiI/AAAAAAAABXs/wOvX-HbjbBA/s400/DSCN1082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595464753585035810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWnS3tyZsCQ/TacVi7_pYjI/AAAAAAAABXk/6WMxlfKwFDA/s1600/DSCN1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWnS3tyZsCQ/TacVi7_pYjI/AAAAAAAABXk/6WMxlfKwFDA/s400/DSCN1081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595464751995511346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-3309203129656712760?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3309203129656712760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=3309203129656712760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3309203129656712760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3309203129656712760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/dapur-cokelat.html' title='Dapur Cokelat'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuvpzWiUvek/TacNqkzDFfI/AAAAAAAABXc/_6NFa-guQVo/s72-c/DSCN1048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-3748932922644423246</id><published>2011-04-12T16:43:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T19:37:03.184+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Good Luck VS Bad Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Another catatan ga penting :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good luck is often with the man who doesn't include it in his plans [Anonymous]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam sekejap, Briptu Norman mendapatkan sebuah keberuntungan yang luar biasa. Sesuatu yang yang tak pernah dibayangkannya selama bertahun-tahun. Honestly saying, semua orang pasti bisa ngelakuin apa yang Briptu Norman lakuin, right?? bahkan dia juga bukan yang pertama, sebelomnya udah ada duet Shinta Jojo n baru-baru ini juga ada Udin Sedunia. Sama seperti laennya, Briptu Norman menari n bernyanyi dengan cara lipsync yang saat itu ditujukan buat menghibur temennya, lalu diapload di internet. Dan BOOM! jutaan mata terpaku padanya. Dan dari sekian banyak video lipsync yang ada, Tuhan telah memilih Briptu Norman buat dikasi 'good luck' so hampir smua orang skarang jadi suka, tergila-gila, and everybody loves this handsome guy ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We create our fate every day. Most of the ills we suffer from are directly traceable to our own behavior [Henry Miller]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu, dalam kejapan mata pula, anggota DPR Arifinto kehilangan jabatan terhormatnya. Sebuah karir dan masa depan yang telah bertahun-tahun dibangunnya dengan susah payah. And honestly saying juga, menonton video porno bukan baru kali ini aja kan terjadi, dan bahkan sebelom-sebelomnya, atau bahkan saat itu pas bebarengan dengan kejadian yang dialami Arifianto, bisa jadi ada anggota dewan laen yang juga lagi ngedonlod ato ngeliat video porno. But, again.. Tuhan memilih Arifinto buat dikasi 'bad luck' so skarang dia musti merelakan jabatannya karna menanggung malu. Ga cuma dia, pastinya orang-orang yang berada disekelilingnya n keluarganya pun tak kalah malu. poor him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua hal diatas, pastinya jadi sesuatu yang -mungkin- tak pernah terlintas dalam impian mereka berdua, bahkan impian yang terliar sekalipun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, jika Allah telah menghendaki sesuatu terjadi pada hamba-Nya yaitu diberikannya ujian berupa cobaan, baik cobaan kesenangan maupun kesedihan, kita manusia ga akan pernah bisa mengelak, lari ataupun minta buat di-postpone. Who are We to argue getu loohhh ;D yang bisa kita lakuin hanyalah menjalankan kehidupan ini sesuai dengan ajaran-ajaran kebaikan dan agama yang telah ditanamkan pada kita, serta engga berputus asa ketika sedang berada dibawah, dan lupa diri ketika berada diatas. Percaya, bahwa sekecil apapun perbuatan kita, dan sebesar apapun kesalahan kita, Dia maha mengetahui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti yang pernah saya baca. God is great, He is greater than our greatest fear. God is big, He is bigger than our biggest mistake. And God is high, He's even higher than our highest dream.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Life can change and everything can happen in the blink of an eye. But We must not forget that God never blinks ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-3748932922644423246?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3748932922644423246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=3748932922644423246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3748932922644423246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3748932922644423246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-luck-vs-bad-luck.html' title='Good Luck VS Bad Luck'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2038692721984388358</id><published>2011-04-10T09:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T10:17:33.305+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Nasi Pecel [Bonus Air Hujan]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WnQfvngmFI/TaFkmLSsHTI/AAAAAAAABV8/i1RyYQXfl0U/s1600/P3210002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WnQfvngmFI/TaFkmLSsHTI/AAAAAAAABV8/i1RyYQXfl0U/s400/P3210002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593862819199851826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I1KYwiSgsxo/TaFkmNkxcCI/AAAAAAAABV0/8LzafjUQYEg/s1600/P3210003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I1KYwiSgsxo/TaFkmNkxcCI/AAAAAAAABV0/8LzafjUQYEg/s400/P3210003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593862819812569122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabtu kmaren, saya n adek kbetulan lagi di jalan. So karna kelaperan akhirnya kami langsung menuju area simpanglima. Pas banged dari kapan getu udah kebayang-bayang nasi pecel Yu Sri gara-gara ngeliat liputan infotainment lagi nayangin Anang n Ashanti makan disini. Langsung brangkut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bresssss!!! sampe sana hujan turun deras. Kamipun langsung disambut Yu Sri yang udah ready sama pincuknya n dengan sigap melayani. Suasana masih sepi karna selain hujan, Yu Sri juga baru aja buka. Cuma ada 2 orang yang kliatannya udah slese makan tapi numpang berteduh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujan makin deres. Di tengah-tengah makan tiba-tiba, tessss.. plokk.. satu tetes air hujan jatuh dalam pincuk nasi saya, menyusul tetesan selanjutnya. Dan ga cuman di pincuk saya, tapi juga di gorengan-gorengan, sate, bahkan sebakul nasi besar yang ada didepan saya juga ikut ketetesan air hujan. Yu Sri sibuk geser-geser n naek kursi benerin bagian pojokan-pojokan tenda yang tergenang air. Pelayannya?? malah  pada bengong ngeliatin si wonder woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya juga ikut 'sibuk' ngeliatin tingkah Yu Sri yang naek sana naek sini. Doohhh Yu Srii, masa omset perhari ratusan bahkan jutaan kok ga mau sih ganti terpal, kan kalo hujan jadi repot, saya menggerutu dalam hati sambil terus ngeliatin pincuk saya yang udah kecampur air hujan. Dasar pecel ___"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas udah mulai reda, saya langsung mengajak Yu Sri berhitung. Satu nasi tambahnya 2 sate n 1 teh botol, yaa 10ribu.. [kata Yu Sri] trus satu nasi tambahnya 1 sate n 1 teh botol, yaa 19ribu.. [katanya lagi] n yang dibungkus satu nasi tambahnya bantal [baca: gorengan] n gimbal udang, yaa smuanya 30ribu. Setelah bayar saya langsung buru-buru pulang mumpung hujannya udah ga terlalu lebat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di jalan kami pun 'ngrasani' Yu Sri. Begini nihh kebiasaan Yu Sri, kalo ngitung suka maen terawang aja. Masa satu nasi tambah 2 sate harganya cuma terpaut 1000 rupiah ama yang pake 1 sate. Dan yang dibungkus 'hanya' pake gorengan ko jatohnya lebih mahal dari yang pake 2 sate. Arggggh Yu Sri laen kali perlu dikirim buat belajar kumon kayaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tau knapa nasinya tadi jadi mahal, adek saya nyaut. Karna dapet bonus, gratis trucohan air hujan mwauhahahahhaha ... dan kamipun berdoa, smoga sampe rumah perut aman-aman saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note :&lt;br /&gt;Kalo beli nasi pecel di Yu Sri ini unik ya. Kadang makan berdua cuma 20rebuan (saingan ama promo KFC nihh), kadang bisa 25ribuan, kadang 30ribuan. Makan bertiga kadang juga bisa cuma 25ribuan, makan berempat bahkan kadang bisa sampe 60ribuan, padahal lauk yang dimakan bisa jadi ga getu jauh beda. Semuanya tergantung penerawangan sang maestro pecel (no offense ya Yu Sri ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2038692721984388358?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2038692721984388358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2038692721984388358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2038692721984388358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2038692721984388358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/nasi-pecel-bonus-air-hujan.html' title='Nasi Pecel [Bonus Air Hujan]'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WnQfvngmFI/TaFkmLSsHTI/AAAAAAAABV8/i1RyYQXfl0U/s72-c/P3210002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7474252784014306179</id><published>2011-04-07T13:06:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T13:20:10.038+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Rainy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UepzKKw19K4/TZ2bAegd2vI/AAAAAAAABVc/I8w4Y4_CXF0/s1600/P3170001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UepzKKw19K4/TZ2bAegd2vI/AAAAAAAABVc/I8w4Y4_CXF0/s400/P3170001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592796744755567346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Milk and toast and honey make it sunny on a rainy thursday&lt;br /&gt;Milk and toast, some coffee take the stuffiness out of days you hate, you really hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rain the whole day n everything seems so dull. I made my very own version of chocolate french toast in love shapes n topped with homemade strawberry puree. It's even perfect with flaked almonds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy rainy day, Darls!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7474252784014306179?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7474252784014306179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7474252784014306179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7474252784014306179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7474252784014306179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day!'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UepzKKw19K4/TZ2bAegd2vI/AAAAAAAABVc/I8w4Y4_CXF0/s72-c/P3170001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8423961538971949901</id><published>2011-04-03T08:17:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T08:55:45.384+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Zangrandi Ice Cream - Surabaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas punya kesempatan mengunjungi Surabaya, salah satu tempat yang pengen banged saya datengi adalah Zangrandi, toko es krim kuno yang tipikalnya sama kayak &lt;a href="http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/09/oen-restaurant-ice-cream-patisserie.html"&gt;toko Oen&lt;/a&gt; di Semarang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga jauh beda kayak toko Oen, Zangrandi ini juga udah 'uzur' banged umurnya :D. Berdiri sejak tahun 1930, jauh sebelom Indonesia merdeka. Zangrandi ini dulunya biasa dijadikan tempet nongkrong para kompeni n noni-noni Belanda. Huiiiiiih... kebayang ga ya, mereka abis perang sama penduduk pribumi trus setelahnya kongkow2 di cafe n ngemilin eskrim di Zangrandi sini, so unfaiiiir :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya dateng pas sorean setelah ngublek-ngublek Sutos n TP, n saat itu lagi gerimis. Suasananya cukup rame. Ada rombongan anak muda bergerombol, ada keluarga, pasangan dll .. n keliatan banged kalo tempet ini udah merakyat. Minusnya, karna menempati area pinggir jalan raya, so jadi kurang cozy, apalagi tempetnya terbuka karna di ruangan dalem kapasitasnya ga terlalu banyak. But well, kami betah-betah aja duduk di kursi rotan berwarna merah yang catchy banged.  Di dinding-dindingnya juga berjejer aneka gambar eskrim yang mengundang selera. Kalo soal kunonya, saya lebih memilih &lt;a href="http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/09/oen-restaurant-ice-cream-patisserie.html"&gt;Toko Oen&lt;/a&gt; yang di Semarang ya, old ambience n sisa-sisa kumpeni-nya lebih kerasa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang kami pesen saat itu Zangrandi Pie, Macedonia, Fruit Salad, Siomay ayam n French fries. Kisaran harga disini bervariasi antara 10.000-30.000. Selain menu yang kami pesen, ada banyak menu es krim kayak Banana split, Tutty Frutti, Ice pudding dll. Makanan ringannya juga lengkap mulai dari kroket, pastel, nugget, lunpia dll. Kalo mo cari makanan berat ga ada ya.. kan ksini cuman mo nongkrong :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zangrandi ini terletak di jalan Jl. Yos Sudarso no. 15&lt;br /&gt;Surabaya. Kalo yang ga pengen ribet, datengin aja salah satu gerainya di Tunjungan Plaza :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat makan Es Krim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RtxTKEBMso/TZgX1e-duTI/AAAAAAAABVE/yo5DA_mnKmk/s1600/DSCN1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RtxTKEBMso/TZgX1e-duTI/AAAAAAAABVE/yo5DA_mnKmk/s400/DSCN1002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591245144996034866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1Nvs7L_ezQ/TZgX1U9J2yI/AAAAAAAABU8/thEGiJjEmSk/s1600/DSCN1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1Nvs7L_ezQ/TZgX1U9J2yI/AAAAAAAABU8/thEGiJjEmSk/s400/DSCN1006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591245142306183970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u--SwwxOsBI/TZgX1KYmFLI/AAAAAAAABU0/W_kYgfsM-bM/s1600/DSCN1007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-70jTj1p_iak/TZgVD1MNi4I/AAAAAAAABUU/5Cq1vvZr6O8/s400/DSCN1021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591242092942560130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFsVJDKNqds/TZgVDqJkrDI/AAAAAAAABUM/3H219DYsP_E/s1600/DSCN1027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFsVJDKNqds/TZgVDqJkrDI/AAAAAAAABUM/3H219DYsP_E/s400/DSCN1027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591242089978702898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8423961538971949901?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8423961538971949901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8423961538971949901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8423961538971949901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8423961538971949901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/zangrandi-surabaya.html' title='Zangrandi Ice Cream - Surabaya'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RtxTKEBMso/TZgX1e-duTI/AAAAAAAABVE/yo5DA_mnKmk/s72-c/DSCN1002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7877164946045931462</id><published>2011-04-02T17:03:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T17:20:45.700+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Truly Browny Deeply **,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMz8xaE3GnU/TZc7q7r2xhI/AAAAAAAABUE/PbJw2GVNldQ/s1600/P3140003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMz8xaE3GnU/TZc7q7r2xhI/AAAAAAAABUE/PbJw2GVNldQ/s400/P3140003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591003071165941266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no one special. &lt;br /&gt;Just a common woman with common thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;And I've led a common life. &lt;br /&gt;There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;But in one respect, I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who's ever lived. &lt;br /&gt;I've loved another with all my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;And for me, that has always been enough. &lt;br /&gt;[The Notebook]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7877164946045931462?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7877164946045931462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7877164946045931462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7877164946045931462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7877164946045931462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/04/truly-browny-deeply.html' title='Truly Browny Deeply **,'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rMz8xaE3GnU/TZc7q7r2xhI/AAAAAAAABUE/PbJw2GVNldQ/s72-c/P3140003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4830904602775135898</id><published>2011-03-26T19:54:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:28:58.496+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>LION KING Look Alike</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xQTqf0DfPQk/TY4o56EdwyI/AAAAAAAABTk/lkv3OgjkfyA/s1600/picture_lionking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xQTqf0DfPQk/TY4o56EdwyI/AAAAAAAABTk/lkv3OgjkfyA/s400/picture_lionking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588449162919002914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, ceritanya ada obat keriting sisa di salon adek saya. So daripada 'mobazer' finally dia nawarin biar rambut saya yang awalnya wavey ga beraturan, pengennya dijadiin lumayan curly. Gratesss kok. Okayy dehh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya disuruh milih, mo kriting yang spiral, yang kecil-kecil, ato yang curly besar-besar. Sempet bingung, wondering hasilnya bakal gimana.. tapi gapapalah, saya pake jilbab ini, jadi at least ga akan ada bad hair day :P akhirnya dipilih keriting jenis rectangle [entah apa ini ya] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan proses pengkritingan pun mulai berjalan. Dari mulai dikeramasin, dikasi masker, digulung-gulung, dikasi perming, dikeramasin lagi, lalu dikasi neutralizer, trus dibilas, roll dibuka, dibilas lagi n dikeringin pake handuk. Itu proses yang saya hapal, bisa jadi salah ya mwauhahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stelah kira-kira 2 jam, voila..!! done. Pas banged sore-sore yang laen udah pada pulang krumah, critanya mo pamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Bagus ga rambutnya nihhh..." dengan nyibak-nyibakin rambut, coz katanya ga boleh disisir dulu sampe bener-bener kering.&lt;br /&gt;The whole family : "kok anehh sihh, gimanaaa getu" &lt;br /&gt;Me : "aneh gimana nehh" sambil terus nyibakin rambut yang mulai kering&lt;br /&gt;Brother : "aneh!!! mirip LION KING...!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "hahhhh, apppaaaaaaaa?? LION KING??!!??" saya memekik, lari kedepan kaca sambil memegang rambut yang mekar. Ohhh Goshhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just can't wait to be king!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he just can't wait to be king!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just can't wait&lt;br /&gt;Just can't wait&lt;br /&gt;To be LION KING! LOLS ... :X:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4830904602775135898?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4830904602775135898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4830904602775135898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4830904602775135898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4830904602775135898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/03/lion-king-look-alike.html' title='LION KING Look Alike'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xQTqf0DfPQk/TY4o56EdwyI/AAAAAAAABTk/lkv3OgjkfyA/s72-c/picture_lionking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-9220633202929876357</id><published>2011-03-22T17:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T18:12:17.518+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>*-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barang siapa merindukan surga, maka ia akan bersegera dalam melaksanakan kebaikan.&lt;br /&gt;Barang siapa takut akan siksa neraka, maka ia akan berhenti dari mengikuti hawa nafsunya.&lt;br /&gt;Barang siapa meyakini datangnya kematian, maka ia tidak akan terlena dengan kesenangan duniawi.&lt;br /&gt;Barang siapa mengetahui bahwa dunia adalah negeri cobaan, maka semua musibah yang menimpanya akan terasa ringan.&lt;br /&gt;[Ali bin Abu Thalib radhiyallahu ‘anhu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God .. I don't want You to make my life easier, but I want You to make me stronger.xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-9220633202929876357?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/9220633202929876357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=9220633202929876357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/9220633202929876357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/9220633202929876357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='*-)'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6943510834814474749</id><published>2011-03-11T18:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T14:59:31.086+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>Post From Surabaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kenyataan pertama :&lt;/span&gt; Ngelewatin pantura di pagi-pagi buta, wonderfull. Melewati jalanan dengan pemandangan laut jawa yang masih foggy meski dibeberapa tempat bau ammissss. Sambil nempelin kepala di jendela karna setengah mengantuk, antara sadar n ga sadar, otak saya langsung mengembara. Saya brasa ada dalam perjalanan menuju Sinai dengan hamparan laut merah yang indah di sepanjang perjalanan. Dan pas sampai di Tuban, ngeliat lampu-lampu yang berjejer di sepanjang ruas jalan, dengan pinggiran laut luas, langsung terbawa ke suasana indahnya kota Alexandria dengan laut mediteraniannya. Lalu halusinasi saya buyar karna di dalam mobil temen-temen ga brenti bercanda, huuhuuhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kenyataan kedua :&lt;/span&gt; Ga ada hal yang paling nyesek selain pas bepergian jauh n saya lupa bawa kamera. iyyaaa kamera!!!! betapa pentingnya itu buat saya, terutama buat poto-potoin makanan dan bangunan *deep sigh ... boleh ya lupa bawa hape, lupa bawa bedak, lupa bawa lipbalm, tapi ga banged kalo lupa bawa kamera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kenyataan ketiga :&lt;/span&gt; Ga ada hal yang menegangkan selain ngebut di tol dengan kecepatan yang kurang jelas, karna harus buru-buru nganter temen sampe di bandara Juanda biar ga ketinggalan pesawat. Dan ketika sampe disana ternyata -yeaaaaahhhh seperti biasssaa- pesawatnya delay!!! hell!! tindakan selanjutnya adalah menenangkan diri menormalkan detak jantung. And somehow ada untungnya juga pesawat itu delay kann :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kenyataan keempat :&lt;/span&gt; I don't like sesame, apalagi yang ditaburkan diatas burger buns, aiiihhh BIG NO for me. Dan tadi pas beli Klenger Burger, ternyata diatas rotinya banyak bener taburan wijen, yiks! Bicara soal Klenger Burger, buat saya ga ada yang istimewa sama sekali. Saya udah pernah cobain burger dari kelasnya Burger King, Crocodile Grills, BigMac, etc .. juga Mister Burger, Edam n all those local brands, tapi saya ga nemuin sesuatu yang spesial dari si Klenger ini. Apa coba.. ahh biassa, ga sebanding dengan harganya yang menurut saya lumayan mahal, dengan kualitas n rasa yang so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Saya mau lanjut keluyuran dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6943510834814474749?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6943510834814474749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6943510834814474749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6943510834814474749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6943510834814474749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-from-surabaya.html' title='Post From Surabaya'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8568913574725072552</id><published>2011-03-04T08:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T08:43:05.117+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Saya dan Kenangan Tentang Nenek</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari senin malam tgl 28 Feb kemaren, nenek saya meninggal setelah 3 minggu dirawat di rumah sakit. Belio terserang hypertensi n gluokoma. Sehari sebelumnya, hari ahad, adalah terakhir kali saya melihat beliau. Saat itu nenek terlihat lebih baik, bahkan terlihat berbicara dan bercanda dengan kami. Dan saat itu juga nenek mengatakan ingin pulang besok [means; hari senin], but well, rupanya yang dimaksud nenek pengen pulang adalah kembali pada yang mencipta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga banyak kenangan saya tentang nenek secara bertahun-tahun saya berada jauh dari keluarga. Tapi, ada kenangan-kenangan yang masih selalu saya ingat tentang belio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nenek adalah tameng ketika saya sedang 'bertengkar' dengan Ibu, dalam hal apapun. Saat saya menangis karna keinginan yang ga dipenuhi ato berbeda pendapat dengan Ibu, nenek selalu berada digaris depan membela saya n gantian memarahi Ibu hihihi .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nenek saya berkulit putih bersih, bermata sipit dan berambut ikal. Dan saya hanya diwarisi rambut ikalnya, bukan mata sipit apalagi kulit putihnya hiks :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Seperti kata keluarga, saya menuruni sifat manja dan cengeng nenek. Blio bisa nangis jejeritan di gerbong kereta meski hanya ditinggal tante yang mau berangkat ke Jakarta. fyuhhh. Dan bener2 deh nurun ke saya. Kayak kmaren pas lagi bikin sawut, jempol saya kena parutan sawut dikit aja trus jadinya sampe nangis bombay, I was crying like a baby mwhhahhaha... tapi sumpahh, sakkiiitttt. Ah, dasar manja kayak nenek!! kata adek saya. Biar!!!! sakitt tauu!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nenek saya termasuk kategori drama queen n kind of person yang mudah banged bergaul sana sini. ahemmm... keknya yang ini ga menular ke saya. Cucumu ini pendiem banged neeeek [kalo tidurr apalagi] :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nenek saya adalah anak tunggal. Well, jadi bisa dimaklumi kalo blio manja n rewelan. Dari kecil, nenek ga suka masak, ga suka berkebon, ga suka bertani, and hobby blio itu berdandan whuhahahahahh [sumpahh, ini ga nurun ke saya] ...trus blio juga hobi banged yang namanya jualan karna mnurut blio jualan itu bisa bertemu banyak orang, dan bertemu dengan banyak orang itu bisa membuat kita happy. Blio juga suka banged ama yang namanya jalan-jalan ato berwisata. Betah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Di tahun-tahun terakhir hidupnya, nenek terserang gluokoma which is bikin blio ga bisa melihat. The saddest part was nenek terserang gluokoma pas banged disaat sepupu saya terpilih buat jadi anggota paskibraka, and nenek pengen banged bisa liat cucunya ngibarin bendera lewat televisi :( dan di tahun setelahnya, dimana sepupu saya yang cewek juga terpilih jadi anggota paskibraka, nenek masih belom bisa melihat, malah makin parah :( Nenek juga hanya bisa melihat saya dengan samar diawal-awal saya pulang dari Cairo, dan setelah itu penglihatannya mulai memburuk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang, Nenek telah berpulang kepada yang Maha Memiliki segalanya. Semoga, nenek mendapatkan tempat yang terbaik disisi Allah SWT. amin..amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa kami akan selalu buatmu ... Thank You for being the best grandma We've ever had. We love You, eternally and unconditionally! We'll always remember the way You lived and the way You loved Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8568913574725072552?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8568913574725072552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8568913574725072552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8568913574725072552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8568913574725072552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/03/saya-dan-kenangan-tentang-nenek.html' title='Saya dan Kenangan Tentang Nenek'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6242481267875276187</id><published>2011-02-17T19:55:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T20:12:50.938+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Saya dan Ujian Matematika</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ibu2 : Mba, lesnya sekalian matematika bisa kan?? bisa yahh yahh .. &lt;br /&gt;Me : ohhh duhhh ehhh mmmm .. gimana ya Bu, dulu pas ujian akhir sekolah, nilai math saya dapet 20, jadi dari seluruh soal yang bener cuma beberapa soal doank ..&lt;br /&gt;Ibu2 : *melongo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mo ketawa dulu ya [mmwauhahahahaha] .. sebenernya kejadian pahit ini ga perlu diinget-inget lagi. Tapi gara-gara ada yang ngedaftar les pengennya sekalian diajarin matematika juga, akhirnya jadi keingetan. Mo ketawa lagi dulu ahh [muwahahhaha] .. oppo tohhh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, pas SMU dulu saya paling benciiiiii bangeddddddddddd yang namanya matematika. Why?? karna saya ga bisa-bisa, beggoo banged, pokoknya otak ini rasanya ga kesampean buat mahamin rumus-rumus yang sumpahhh, enegg! Pas belajar matematika, makin dipelajari bukannya makin ngerti malah yang ada makin bingung, aaaaaaarghhhh .. pusing liat angka-angka. Kecuali angka yang nunjukin nominal uang ya :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang, saya minta diajarin ama temen sekamar which is anak IPA, tapi tetep aja otak ga bisa terima. Rasanya males banged kalo udah ada pelajaran matematika. Bawaannya pengen ngabur dari kelas, pura-pura sakit n meringkuk dikamar, ato ijin dari jam pelajaran dengan beribu-ribu alasan mwauhihihihi ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan puncaknya pas menjelang ujian akhir sekolah, dimana matematika itu jadi salah satu pelajaran wajib yang diujikan. Beberapa hari sebelom tes matematika ini, I was feeling soo damn horrible n nervous. Mo belajar, apa yang dipelajarin coz bingung n ga paham :D tapi mo ga belajar juga gimana mo ngerjain soal, masa salah semua .. kind of dilema, hasyahhh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu saya curhat sama Ustadz yang udah deket banged [rest in peace Uzt.Wisnu], n setelah ngobrol panjang lebar lalu kami punya penyelesaian yang somewhat gila but it worked well, damn hahaha .. Jadi begini. Pas ujian, kami para murid akan mengerjakan soal yang jumlahnya 50. Estimasinya, dengan soal multiple choice which is A sampai E, jadinya tiap jawaban nantinya akan mendapatkan porsi jawaban benar yang sama yaitu 10 soal. Yang jawabannya A ada 10 soal, jawabannya B 10 soal dan seterusnya. Bisa ditebak kan mwuhihihihi .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, hari dimana tes matematika dimulai, saya membulatkan tekad. Ahhh okayyyy.. saya ga mau memaksa otak saya yang udah empet sama matematika. So, saya praktekkan hasil obrolan sama Ustadz. Di ruang ujian, I did nothing selain mbulet-mbuletin jawaban, dan yang saya buletin itu semuanya yang bertanda hurufffff .... D!! Bennaarrr, jadi dari nomor 1-50 jawaban saya D semua *nekattt gila. Sampe-sampe pas ada pengawas mendekat saya brusaha keras nutupin lembar jawaban n pura-pura sibuk mikirin rumus hahahha... sumpaahhh, that was soo embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasilnya, dari beberapa mata pelajaran, nilai-nilai itu berderet dari mulai 9, 8, 8, laluuuu jegleggg .. 2! untuk matematika wmauahhahaha .. aawhhh math, U killed Me, wallahi!! Dan itulah terakhir kali saya mengerjakan soal matematika. Appaaa??? mengerjakan?? edit .. maksudnya melihat soal matematika :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6242481267875276187?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6242481267875276187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6242481267875276187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6242481267875276187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6242481267875276187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/02/saya-dan-ujian-matematika.html' title='Saya dan Ujian Matematika'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8396112192068237472</id><published>2011-02-05T18:07:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T18:37:04.722+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>Saya dan cerita tentang Kampus ITM-Giza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;Di Mesir, saya ngga belajar di Al-Azhar univ seperti ribuan mahasiswa lain dari Indonesia. Saya belajar di sebuah college yang terletak cukup jauh dari pemukiman orang Asia. College saya terletak hanya beberapa puluh meter dari Pyramid, tepatnya didaerah Kerdasa-Giza. Kerdasa adalah tempat yang terkenal dengan kerajinan berbagai macam karpet, woven fabric dan konveksi khas tradisional Mesir dari mulai galabeya sampai kostum tari perut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Saya menjadi satu-satunya mahasiswi dari Asia yang belajar di college ini. Mahasiswa asing lain ada beberapa orang, berasal dari Jerman, Jordania, Turkey, Nigeria dan Prancis, tetapi mereka semua mempunyai darah Mesir dan rata-rata memiliki dual-citizenship. Karna college ini adalah private school n somewhat berada dibawah naungan kedutaan Prancis, setiap tahunnya saya selalu mendapatkan kendala soal ijin tinggal/visa. Jadi, selama beberapa tahun di Mesir saya belom pernah memiliki visa karna selalu gagal mengurus dan pernah setahun setengah hanya memiliki visa turis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Menuju college di bulan-bulan pertama adalah perjuangan buat saya, terutama ketika musim dingin. Saya harus berangkat sejak jam 7 pagi dari Nasr City tempat saya tinggal, lalu naik Bus CTA jurusan Giza selama kurang lebih 2 jam karna selalu terkena macet di jalan-jalan protokol. Dari CTA, saya menaiki angkota kecil yang disebut el-tramco menuju Kerdasa, dan biasanya tepat sampai sana beberapa menit sebelum kelas dimulai pukul 09.30. Kelas selesai pukul 05.00 pm dan perjalanan menuju Nasr City dari Giza kembali menempuh waktu 2 jam bahkan lebih. Dan biasanya saya lebih memilih naik subway [kereta bawah tanah] untuk perjalanan pulang ketimbang CTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;Berada di dalam el-tramco atapun di jalan-jalan di area sekolah saya, Kerdasa adalah hal yang sangat tidak mengenakkan pada awalnya. Karna di area itu bukan tempat warga asing tinggal, ataupun tempat turis berjalan-jalan. So, saya dengan bentuk, raut muka dan cara berpakaian yang sangat berbeda dengan mereka hampir setiap hari menjadi tatapan orang, dilihat sambil berbisik-bisik, bahkan terkadang dipelototi dengan heran seolah-olah saya adalah alien yang baru saja turun dari UFO. Kadang ada yang bertanya, Yabani?? Sinni?? dan saya menggeleng-geleng sambil menjawab Ana Indonisi. Dan mereka biasanya menjawab, ahhaa Indonisiiy .. ahlan naas .. *gombaaaaaaal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;Karna jam sekolah yang padat dan lamanya perjalanan, juga tugas-tugas yang menumpuk, dalam beberapa waktu saya sangat jarang mengikuti kegiatan yang diadakan mahasiswa Indonesia yang ada di Mesir. Saya juga terkondisikan menjadi anti-sosial dan tidak banyak mengenal mahasiswa lain dari Indonesia karna lebih sering berada di college dan pergi mencari bahan tugas keluar. Kegiatan yang saya ikuti saat itu hanya acara-acara besar yang diadakan oleh NU dan kekeluargaan saya, Jawa Tengah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;Tiga bulan pertama masuk college, saya sempat merasa stress, ga betah dan hampir menangis setiap malam karna kesulitan komunikasi, adaptasi dan harus mendengarkan lagu-lagu arab yang mengalun setiap saat. Sebagai satu-satunya mahasiswi yang tidak berdarah Mesir, saya selalu dikerjain teman-teman karna mereka tidak mau diajak berbicara kecuali dengan bahasa arab gaul which is kedengeran seperti lebah mendengung dan tak satupun ucapan mereka bisa saya mengerti, kecuali sepatah dua patah. Bahasa inggris hanya mereka gunakan saat jam belajar bersama dosen. Tapi keuntungan dari semua ini, hanya dalam beberapa bulan saya akhirnya 'mahir' marah-marah sama orang Mesir dan menawar barang dengan kejam mwuahhahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai orang Mesir dan masih muda, teman-teman saya mempunyai ciri khas yaitu sangat enerjik, dinamis, cenderung bersuara keras, sangat suka berdandan, memakai aksesoris, menyanyi dan bergoyang, senang bercanda, gampang marah dan suka bersosialisasi. Karna dikelas kami berjumlah ga lebih dari 10 orang, kami menjadi cepat akrab dan dekat satu sama lain. Satu hal yang sering mereka tanyakan adalah, kenapa mata saya sipit sekali??? mwuhahahaha ...  mereka selalu berpikir saya lebih mirip orang Vietnam ketimbang orang Indonesia. Dan beberapa diantara mereka juga lebih mengenal Bali daripada Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;Di college, kepala sekolah yang sekaligus pemilik adalah seorang kebangsaan Lebanon bernama Houdroj, yang berbicara campur-campur antara bahasa arab, inggris dan prancis jadi selalu saja pembicaraan ga nyambung dan susah dimengerti, terutama ketika saya membicarakan soal ijin tinggal. Dia berwajah dan berpenampilan seperti Karl Lagerfeld si perancang channel. Ga ada yang suka mr.Lagerfeld ini karna dia selalu mengumpat dan marah-marah ketika mendapati murid-murid sedang makan didalam kelas dan membiarkan AC menyala pada jam-jam istirahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;Salah seorang teman baik saya bernama Asmaa berasal dari kota Elminya, kota yang dulu saya sering salah membedakan dengan Almaniya which is beda jauh karna Almaniya adalah bahasa arab untuk menyebut negara Jerman :D sedangkan Elminya adalah salah satu kota kecil di Egypt. Setiap pulang dari liburan, Asmaa selalu membawa makanan lezat dari kampungnya berupa makhshi, yaitu kubis kukus gulung yang berisi nasi yang telah dibumbui berbagai macam rempah-rempah khas Mesir. Saya selalu tergila-gila dengan makhshi bikinan keluarga Asmaa. Biasanya dia selalu membawa satu baki penuh berisi mahkshi dan beberapa iris daging, lalu kemudian dimakan rame-rame didalam kelas. Biasanya 'makhshi party' akan berhenti setelah mr.Lagerfeld mulai berjalan dan menampakkan muka merah padam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;Di kelas, sambil mengerjakan tugas kami boleh mendengarkan musik. Dan telinga saya sampai kenyang karna tiap hari musti dengerin lagu-lagu arab yang sangat saya benci, dari yang slow, mendayu-dayu ala dangdut bahkan rap. Saya juga sampai hapal lagu-lagu hit terbaru beserta nama-nama penyanyinya. Entah mungkin karna kualat, sampe di-flat pun akhirnya saya kadang sibuk mendonlod lagu-lagu arab dan jadi suka dengerin siaran radio Nogoom atau Mazika FM. Saat itu, saya benar-benar sudah Mesir banged. And well, penyanyi Mesir yang saya sukai adalah Mohammed Mounir, seorang suku Nubian. Lagunya yang terkenal adalah Madat ya Rasulullah. Penyanyi lain yang terkenal di Mesir saat itu adalah Tamer Hosny, Amr Diab, Shirin, Elissa dll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;br /&gt;Karna jam sekolah kami yang padat dari jam 09.30 am sampai jam 05.00 pm, biasanya pas jam-jam istirahat kami pesan delivery makanan. Dan biasanya salah satu murid mulai sibuk mendata pesanan beberapa menit sebelum jam istirahat. Seringnya, kami memesan dari Mc Donalds, Shabrawy, Felfella dan Mashrawy. Dan pastinya pesanan ga jauh-jauh dari jenis burger n falafel which is sangat membosankan dimata saya. Pernah selama beberapa hari saya hanya memesan kentang dan milkshake saja, dan mereka semua terheran-heran karna bagi mereka kentang n milkshake hanya makanan 'sampingan'. Dan biasanya saya selalu bilang bahwa burger atau falafel juga ga akan membuat saya puas karna saya butuh makan nasi :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;br /&gt;Setiap ada yang merayakan ulang tahun, kami beserta anak-anak dari kelas laen rame-rame iuran untuk membeli cake dan dimakan bersama-sama pada jam istirahat. Kadang-kadang juga family mereka datang membawa banyak makanan dan kue2 manis [halaweyat] lalu dibagi-bagi keseluruh murid. Saya selalu suka momen-momen seperti ini karna bisa puas makan makanan Mesir bikinan rumahan whihwihwihwi... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;br /&gt;Saat ga terburu-buru dan ga telad bangun, biasanya saya selalu bawa bekal sendiri. and yeah, seringnya saya membawa nasi goreng yang dicampur telur dan sosis. Tapi lambat laun, bekal saya diminati temen-temen yang penasaran gimana bentuk nasi goreng itu, dan seringkali I end up ga kebagian bekal sendiri karna habis dicicipin sama mereka. Bahkan, besok-besoknya salah seorang dosen dan teman saya memesan pengen dibuatkan seporsi nasi goreng :D Saya juga sering membawa bekal brownies ke college lalu saya bagikan ke teman-teman. They looove me and called me little angel hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;br /&gt;Seperti tabiat orang Mesir pada umumnya, teman-teman saya gampang marah, tapi juga gampang lupa. They're kind of 'letting go' people. Pernah suatu hari, saya berdebat dengan Hesham n Asmaa soal tugas sekolah hingga kami saling marah n melemparkan muka masam. Besoknya, kami bertemu di sekolah dan mereka menyapa 'Bonjour ya Maaya' dengan ketawa-ketawa .. seolah ga terjadi apa-apa. Sedangkan hari itu hati saya masih mendongkol dengan perdebatan kemaren. Dan ketika saya meminta maaf, mereka hanya tertawa dan malah bingung kenapa minta maaf n dibahas lagi :D .. well, beda budaya, beda negara, beda perasaan kali ya, pikir saya ... selanjutnya, saya menjadi terbiasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang, saya masih berhubungan baik dengan teman-teman melalui facebook. Thank God I found them. Mereka semua telah berkarya sendiri-sendiri. Hesham menjadi pengajar di tempat sekolah kami dulu, Reem menjadi freelance desainer dan berencana meneruskan studi keluar Mesir, Nahla, Asmaa dan Iman telah menikah lalu merintis usaha dengan membuka atelier, Mai menjadi seorang freelance model, Ashraf mengikuti wajib militer, Norhan bekerja di perusahaan oil service, dan Nora terbang kembali ke Berlin, lalu mengikuti suaminya ke NYC. Dan saya, disini ..menjadi pedagang, juga tukang kue, dan pengajar yang mencintai anak-anak mwuhahiehiehihe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berharap suatu hari, saya bisa kembali kesana, bertemu dengan teman-teman saya dulu, mengunjungi college tempat saya belajar, dan terutama ... mengunjungi azbakeyya tempat saya mencari buku-buku dan majalah bekas, mengelilingi segala sudut kota Kairo, melewati kembali jembatan Qasr el-Nile dengan CTA, menaiki felucca mengelilingi sungai Nil di Aswan, dan melihat sunset yang tenggelam disela-sela piramyds, seperti yang selalu saya lihat setiap sore, sepulang dari college .. wonderful!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Mesir, dan juga di college, saya mendapatkan pengalaman yang tak akan pernah terlupakan. Pengalaman dan berbagai ilmu yang tak pernah cukup didapat hanya dari bangku kuliah, diktat pelajaran, dan segala sesuatu yang tak bisa dibeli dengan uang. Sebuah kisah dari perjalanan hidup yang sangat berharga bagi saya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh Mesir, await my return .. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8396112192068237472?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8396112192068237472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8396112192068237472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8396112192068237472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8396112192068237472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/02/saya-dan-cerita-tentang-kampus-itm-giza.html' title='Saya dan cerita tentang Kampus ITM-Giza'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-5524525560857103763</id><published>2011-01-30T18:13:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T18:15:44.556+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Lekker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu pagi di Simpanglima. Nyari apa?? kita beli lekker, dan motoin plus ngerecokin si bapak penjual lekker mwuahahahha... lekker ini murmer, yang isi roti tawar, ada selai stroberinya dihargai 2000, yang isi pisang, coklat, keju lengkap harganya 1000, dan kalo mau yang krispy cuman diisi misis, gula n susu coklat lebih murah lagi, cuman 500 perakkk .. yum..yum.. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lekker sendiri asalnya dari bahasa Belanda yang artinya ennakkk, delicious. Soal knapa kue ini dinamai lekker, entahlah, dari negeri Belanda sendiri mungkin ada makanan sejenis crepes ini tapi pastinya bukan bernama lekker. Well, bisa jadi pas kue ini dibikin trus dicobain rasanya enak banged, lalu tiba-tiba ada meneer Belanda yang nyicipin dan tereak lekkeeerrrr .. jadilah dinamain lekker, mwuhahahhaa ini mengarang bebas, ga termuat dalam wikipedia :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain minggu pagi di area simpanglima, para penjual lekker biasanya nongkrong didepan sekolah-sekolah ato kadang ada di samping mall matahari. Di Solo, ada beberapa penjual lekker di sekitaran jalan Slamet Riyadi. Bedanya, kalo lekker di semarang cenderung berbentuk kecil, seukuran diameter wajan 20cm, di Solo kue lekker lebih besar 2x lipat, jadi kalo ga langsung dimakan kadang-kadang udah ga krispy lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TUWRu0LsTpI/AAAAAAAABPI/OnkWCeye4a0/s1600/P1110001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TUWRu0LsTpI/AAAAAAAABPI/OnkWCeye4a0/s400/P1110001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568016747781181074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TUWQhlByYyI/AAAAAAAABO4/cgHn6DgH8pg/s1600/P1110003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TUWQhlByYyI/AAAAAAAABO4/cgHn6DgH8pg/s400/P1110003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568015420863177506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TUWQhaVnx5I/AAAAAAAABOw/JLbRAN82FJw/s1600/P1110002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TUWQhaVnx5I/AAAAAAAABOw/JLbRAN82FJw/s400/P1110002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568015417993578386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TUWQh9OSREI/AAAAAAAABPA/hmdZB__W4JA/s1600/P1110004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TUWQh9OSREI/AAAAAAAABPA/hmdZB__W4JA/s400/P1110004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568015427358049346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-5524525560857103763?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5524525560857103763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=5524525560857103763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5524525560857103763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5524525560857103763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/lekker.html' title='Lekker'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TUWRu0LsTpI/AAAAAAAABPI/OnkWCeye4a0/s72-c/P1110001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2096989073216407113</id><published>2011-01-22T16:03:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T09:29:46.615+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><title type='text'>Nekad Traveller [Semarang-Jogja]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa dibilang nekad traveller? well, karna selama muter-muter Semarang n Jogja pas tahun baru kmaren, dua temen saya Meimei n Acri make wedges yang tingginya ga kurang dari 10cm, sedangkan acara kita adalah jalan-jalan dari ujung ke ujung, dari trotoar ke trotoar, dari sudut ke sudut, lalu nunggu angkot yang so damn luammaa, naik turun becak, sampe akhirnya Meimei cranky, manyun trus daripada snewen akhirnya kita nyerah n milih naik taxi mwuhahah. Gagal sudah rencana jadi on-a tight-budget backpackers karna kemana-mana jadinya bertaxi. Laen kali pake sendal jepit aja ya, kayak saya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna tell the 'liburan' story. Cukup gambar-gambar saja :D karna saya pikir smua orang pasti merasakan hal yang sama saat liburan. Muter sana sini, having fun, makan-makan, ngobrol dan ngobrol dan ngobrol, n in the end bokek :X:X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ga kapok yaaa *EVIL GRIN ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hari pertama di Semarang, 2 teman saya pengen makan sesuatu yang ga ada di kota mereka, Jakarta n Surabaya. So, forget smua tentang KFC, Mc Di, Hokben, Solaria n mall foodcourt. Karna waktu itu posisi kita ada di simpanglima n harus makan nasi, saya ajak mreka makan di Lombok Idjo, resto yang nyediain ayam goreng dll dengan signaturnya -ya pastilah- sambel lombok ijo :D mmmm, sop buntut mereka juga not bad. Tapi kalo urusan ayam n bebek sbenernya saya lebih pilih temennya Lombok Idjo, yaitu Super Penyet which is sama-sama ada di Jl.Gajahmada Semarang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTr1Ka92YzI/AAAAAAAABMI/04CUGqpSvK0/s1600/mae%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTr1Ka92YzI/AAAAAAAABMI/04CUGqpSvK0/s400/mae%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565029848955904818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrxV7dX8dI/AAAAAAAABLw/ii8npVnC3h8/s1600/mae%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrxV7dX8dI/AAAAAAAABLw/ii8npVnC3h8/s400/mae%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565025648610111954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ke Pandanaran pusat oleh-oleh, turis bangeddd :D ya secara mereka emang turis &lt;a style="text-decoration:line-through;"&gt;asing&lt;/a&gt;. Lalu kita langsung ke Bandeng Juwana which is super crowded, sampe ngantre-ngantre. Saya biarkan mreka milih-milih kue moci n yang laennya. Entah jadi beli apa ga.. lalu langsung cabut naek becak ke arah Tugu Muda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTr2kMkedyI/AAAAAAAABMQ/ymZtZVoFdP0/s1600/PC280009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTr2kMkedyI/AAAAAAAABMQ/ymZtZVoFdP0/s400/PC280009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565031391279609634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTsDCt5qMkI/AAAAAAAABMw/f6ayCXZz8sA/s1600/166266_1570630354191_1488453118_31359728_5722388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTsDCt5qMkI/AAAAAAAABMw/f6ayCXZz8sA/s400/166266_1570630354191_1488453118_31359728_5722388_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565045109762437698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lawang sewu. Ini kunjungan ke dua saya. Tapi saat itu lagi rame banged yang dateng n pengelolaan soal pengunjung yang sangat amburadul, plus para guide yang kliatan 'maksa' supaya kita mau digaedin dengan alasan ga tau arah n angker [lah kita kan emang dateng mo daftar jadi penampakan mwuhahah]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disana kita hanya biasalah, poto-poto sambil berharap ada yang 'ngikut' dalam kamera lalu kita apload di internet n jadi tenar kita di TV *ngareppp .. oya, jumlah pintu disana itu beneran seribu ga ya? berharap ada yang -sukarela- menghitung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang paling saya sukai dari lawang sewu adalah bagian utama bangunan stelah pintu utama. Ada stained glass yang indah banged, dome-shaped roof, trus great stairways which is ngingetin sama keindahan arsitektur Gothic n Baroque, klasik n shopisticated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And overall, kalo bangunan ini dikelola dan dikembangkan dengan baik dan jujur *hay pemkot, pasti makin bagus tanpa harus meninggalkan kesan kuno dan elegannya karna lawang sewu ini sumpahh, bagusss banged [kalo terawat]. Dijadikan hotel mungkin ya, tapi wondering siapa yang mo nginep, pasti pada having nightmare semua tiap malem huahuahua.. ato dijadikan mall, mungkin cocok, Lawang Sewu Grand Mall huhahaha... isinya barang-barang keperluan hallowe'en :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrxVUaZ4DI/AAAAAAAABLg/mpUzgKzP_f4/s1600/DSCN0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrxVUaZ4DI/AAAAAAAABLg/mpUzgKzP_f4/s400/DSCN0835.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565025638128672818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTsDByHttOI/AAAAAAAABMY/Si-I40kpGk8/s1600/163738_1570570112685_1488453118_31359560_43795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTsDByHttOI/AAAAAAAABMY/Si-I40kpGk8/s400/163738_1570570112685_1488453118_31359560_43795_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565045093715260642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrzRUTY0WI/AAAAAAAABL4/Fuy_ieq2x4Q/s1600/PC280011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrzRUTY0WI/AAAAAAAABL4/Fuy_ieq2x4Q/s400/PC280011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565027768403022178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTsE8WMPrwI/AAAAAAAABNI/9w3xE0Lzyro/s1600/165310_1570658994907_1488453118_31359809_2796927_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTsE8WMPrwI/AAAAAAAABNI/9w3xE0Lzyro/s400/165310_1570658994907_1488453118_31359809_2796927_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565047199341981442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTsEX43YIjI/AAAAAAAABM4/QZemlmPG-7Y/s1600/166266_1570630434193_1488453118_31359730_8215272_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTsEX43YIjI/AAAAAAAABM4/QZemlmPG-7Y/s400/166266_1570630434193_1488453118_31359730_8215272_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565046572994535986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Di Jogja. Soal ke House of Raminten udah saya tulis di postingan &lt;a href="http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/kami-tukang-becak-dan-house-of-raminten.html"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt; ya. Dan gimana kita sampe ke tempet pembuatan bakpia 25. Sempet masuk ke dapurnya, ngeliat gimana mreka bikin bakpia. Saya cuma bisa bilang WOW!! mreka cekatan banged masukin adonan isi yang terbuat dari kacang ijo itu ke kulit bakpia lalu dilipet n jadi, cepet banged. And mereka yang bagian lipat melipat itu semua cowok whihihi..ini bukti kalo cowok lebih rapi kali ya mwuhehheheh. Trus bakpia mreka ennnakkk, apalagi kalo masih anget-anget *ngilerrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrl2q7VflI/AAAAAAAABKo/CXeXxg89EK8/s1600/mae%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrl2q7VflI/AAAAAAAABKo/CXeXxg89EK8/s400/mae%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565013016968527442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ke kraton, n unfortunately saat itu lagi tertutup untuk umum karna abis ada acara. Lalu tukang becak nawarin ke tamansari, tapi malas udah ksorean. Finally foto-foto aja sekenanya dengan background apa adanya :D .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak tertarik soal wisata merapi. Well, mungkin lebih tepat kalo memang tujuan kita bener-bener mau care sama korbannya yahh, ato at least ada teman kita disana yang juga menjadi korban. Kalo ksana cuma buat 'wisata merapi' hummm.. gausya deh :D kita udah cukup ngeliat kali putih di area Magelang selama perjalanan menuju Jogja, waktu itu sebelum terjadi banjir lahar dingin seperti skarang. Pray for them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrl2V1sSwI/AAAAAAAABKg/J2rE5TmbcR8/s1600/maesatu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrl2V1sSwI/AAAAAAAABKg/J2rE5TmbcR8/s400/maesatu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565013011307711234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrl2L_T_eI/AAAAAAAABKY/Yj-0kXVIH_o/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrl2L_T_eI/AAAAAAAABKY/Yj-0kXVIH_o/s400/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565013008663707106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrl11QSCPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/NKbNh0Ugx6c/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTrl11QSCPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/NKbNh0Ugx6c/s400/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565013002560866546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2096989073216407113?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2096989073216407113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2096989073216407113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2096989073216407113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2096989073216407113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/nekad-traveller.html' title='Nekad Traveller [Semarang-Jogja]'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TTr1Ka92YzI/AAAAAAAABMI/04CUGqpSvK0/s72-c/mae%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6717019730891196712</id><published>2011-01-21T10:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T10:16:05.072+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>What the choco oracle says about Me :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thechocolateoracle/results/?rone=4&amp;rtwo=13&amp;rthree=2"&gt;The Chocolate Oracle Says You're Classy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thechocolateoracle/chocolate.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sophisticated, modern, and high class.&lt;br /&gt;Your taste is refined, but you are not picky.&lt;br /&gt;You are often the first to try something new.&lt;br /&gt;You are mellow, spiritual, and philosophical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true humanitarian. You enjoy helping people.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart can be too open at times. You sometimes over-extend yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You love to be in love. You crave romance, whether you're single or not.&lt;br /&gt;You feel lost when you don't feel passion... you need someone to adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thechocolateoracle/"&gt;The Chocolate Oracle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Waste Time at Work!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6717019730891196712?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6717019730891196712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6717019730891196712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6717019730891196712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6717019730891196712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-choco-oracle-says-about-me-d.html' title='What the choco oracle says about Me :D'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-1582293830548622560</id><published>2011-01-16T19:23:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T19:44:27.940+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasion'/><title type='text'>Follow Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life is Lesson Learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirteen years ago, former H&amp;R Block CEO Tom Bloch audited his life and found something was missing. His decision to become a school teacher granted him the ultimate return. &lt;br /&gt;By Justin Petruccelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be hard for most people to imagine what could possibly have been missing from Tom Bloch's life back in 1995. He had a great job as a CEO and a seven-figure salary to match. He had a wife and two sons. And that CEO job? Well, he took over the family business from his father, who, 40 years earlier, tweaked the spelling of the family name so people would pronounce it correctly. Then he did their taxes, under the name H&amp;R Block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite how great his life might have looked on paper, Bloch wasn't happy. His wife worried he wouldn't make it to 50. So Bloch left it all behind to become a math teacher in inner-city Kansas City. In 2000, he opened University Academy, a tuition-free charter school. His new book, "Stand for the Best," describes what he learned from the experience. He shares what aspiring business owners can learn from it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Entrepreneur.com&lt;/span&gt;: A lot of entrepreneurs wrestle with the idea of giving up established careers to strike out on their own. Having dealt with this in your own experience, what advice would you give them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tom Bloch&lt;/span&gt;: Someone once said, "Someday your whole life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching." I began to think about that quote and I realized we all have one life and we've got to make sure we use it in such a way that it's a happy life and a useful life. I read somewhere that about half of all people don't really like their jobs. And I thought, "What a waste of a life that is to get up every morning and do something that you really don't like." I felt something was missing from my life, even as a CEO making plenty of money, so I began to figure out what my real passion is and I decided to follow my heart. There was less of a risk for me because I could walk away from a lucrative position to become a teacher and not have to sacrifice my lifestyle. But I know for many folks it's a risky proposition to think, "I've got a comfortable, secure position. I've got a steady income." And to give that up for something that's uncertain, that can be scary. I understand that. But there's always that risk in not doing it--that someday you may regret having not followed your heart. I feel like it's never too late to make that decision. But it does take courage. It does involve risk. But I do think it's important to do your homework first before making a significant life change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrepreneur.com&lt;/span&gt;: You say in your book that it's never too late for someone to find his or her calling. How does this relate to an entrepreneur looking to start a business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bloch&lt;/span&gt;: So many people take advantage of their life experiences. There's almost an advantage in some respects to waiting until mid-life to make a significant career change because often times, the experience you had in your previous career can be utilized and can benefit the next chapter in one's life. There's plenty of examples out there. My wife thought I was going through a mid-life crisis and that's why I was thinking about making a big change, but I really feel it was deeper than that, more fundamental. I know people much older than me who have made significant career changes and they actually worked out quite well. I would just encourage people to not settle for anything less than what they really want out of life because you might be able to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Entrepreneur.com&lt;/span&gt;: University Academy seems to have a strong element of social entrepreneurship. Talk about how you apply the double bottom line in your new career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bloch&lt;/span&gt;: The guy I started University Academy with said, "Who has the nerve to start an inner-city school? It's not a growing business. It's a business that's been in crisis for decades. Why would anybody in their right mind do that?" But the rewards can be so tremendous by doing something where the benefits are beyond one's self. That's what I found to be really the greatest reward as a teacher--to connect with students, to make a difference in their lives and to find out years later that the impact was significant in a positive way. We've had five graduating classes now, and all but two students have gone on to college. I often wonder how many of those kids would've graduated from high school. How many would've ever gone to college? It's really a great reward. At the end of my first year of teaching, one of my students gave me a little ceramic apple that said "Greatest Teacher" on it. I took it home to my wife and told her, "I got my bonus today." She looked at me as if I were crazy. I explained to her that this little gift from a student meant more to me than some of those bonus checks I got at H&amp;R Block that had several zeroes on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artikel diatas saya copy dari &lt;a href="http://www.entrepreneur.com"&gt;Entrepreneur&lt;/a&gt; karna bagi saya sangat-sangat inspiring. Well, seorang CEO yang kita pasti sangat paham dengan salary-nya yang ga sedikit, tapi rela melepas jabatannya demi menjadi seorang guru, sebuah hal yang sangat-sangat diimpikannya. Memang, sebuah passion atau keinginan untuk melakukan hal-hal yang sangat kita cintai bukanlah melulu soal uang. Ini mengenai hal dimana saat kita melakukan sesuatu itu, kita merasa nyaman, merasa bahagia, dan yang terpenting, kita merasa bahwa apa yang kita lakukan sangatlah berarti dalam hidup ini. Ya, sebuah perasaan dari dalam hati yang ga akan pernah bisa terbeli dengan uang..rite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya merasa sangat beruntung ga pernah merasakan keterpaksaan dalam melakukan sesuatu. Selama ini saya menyukai apa yang saya lakukan, yaitu berbisnis. Meski jalannya ga mudah, dimana saya harus mengerjakan segala sesuatu sendiri, dengan pengalaman yang masih minim, jatuh bangun, untung rugi, juga kadang sangat lelah n boring. Terkadang, I envy those who work at office, yang menerima gaji setiap bulan, sehari-harinya berpakean rapi, apalagi dilengkapi dengan blazer, yang menurut saya, terlihat classy dan cantik. Lalu saya bandingkan ketika saya pengen banged berbisnis di bidang per-kue-an, pasti hari-hari saya hanya berselimut apron dan rekan saya adalah mixer dan oven :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, again..prinsip untuk tidak bekerja dan digaji orang lain membuang semua rasa iri saya pada para pekerja kantoran. Somehow I feel gifted that I know what I really want with my life. Saya selalu berkeinginan untuk bisa terus berbisnis serta bisa menghasilkan uang dengan melakukan apa yang saya sukai, dimanapun saya akan berada, dengan siapapun saya nanti akan menikah, dan tanpa melupakan peran saya sebagai seorang Ibu rumah tangga. Well, saya selalu  menyebut ini sebagai sebuah impian yang sangat cute, hahahha!! God, do hear my pray..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhya, saya juga suka banged web &lt;a href="http://www.lenterajiwa.com/"&gt;lenterajiwa&lt;/a&gt;, hope You like it, too .. n follow your heart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-1582293830548622560?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1582293830548622560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=1582293830548622560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1582293830548622560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1582293830548622560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/follow-your-heart.html' title='Follow Your Heart'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6451748286040127663</id><published>2011-01-14T15:10:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T15:36:41.714+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Angels Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi seneng banged sama lagu ini. Mungkin karna sama kayak suasana hati, mungkin, hmmm...ato memang iya, ahhhh..masi mungkin...tapi, iya sihhh.... iyya appaaa siii mwuhehehe *lagi ga jelassss .. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let everything go..., time will tell all, eventually. I'm happy now, and will always be. Muahhhh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lightning don't strike&lt;br /&gt;The same place twice&lt;br /&gt;When you and I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;True love is a gift&lt;br /&gt;But we let it slip&lt;br /&gt;In a storm&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;I feel the angels cry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DyGNfbKkMVE?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6451748286040127663?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6451748286040127663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6451748286040127663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6451748286040127663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6451748286040127663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/angels-cry.html' title='Angels Cry'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DyGNfbKkMVE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-1147336106002020747</id><published>2011-01-10T19:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:37:13.187+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>You and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of happiness,&lt;br /&gt;You and I sitting on the verandah,&lt;br /&gt;apparently two, but one in soul, You and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We feel the flowing water of life here,&lt;br /&gt;You and I, with the garden's beauty&lt;br /&gt;and the birds singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars will be watching us,&lt;br /&gt;and we will show them&lt;br /&gt;what it is to be a thin crescent moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I unselfed, will be together,&lt;br /&gt;indifferent to idle speculation, You and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar&lt;br /&gt;as we laugh together, You and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one form upon this earth,&lt;br /&gt;and in another form in a timeless sweet land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mevlana Rumi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-1147336106002020747?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1147336106002020747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=1147336106002020747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1147336106002020747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1147336106002020747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-and-i.html' title='You and I'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2324675755403815846</id><published>2011-01-07T18:35:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T19:24:30.379+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Kami, Tukang Becak dan House of Raminten!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Jogja, mungkin sudah takdir kalo tukang becak itu diciptain buat pandai ngerayu. Ato, memang kondisi yang mengharuskan mreka kudu pinter ngambil ati si penumpang biar awet n ayuh aja dibawa kemana-mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti kami yang -meski sudah sering kejogja- masih aja buta lokasi, ga ada jalan lain kadang selain mengIYAkan apa kata tukang becak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas otw, bisa dipastiin tukang becak bakalan ramah bener nanyain kita darimana, liburan brapa hari, nginep dimana, mau kesini, ksitu, ksono, diliatin ini, itu, dengan harapan kita mau ngikutin apa kata dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayak malem itu stelah pulang dari Pakualaman, kita brencana menuju Brigjen Katamso .. dan ditengah perjalanan kita pun terkena rayuan gombal si tukangbecak; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TB : mbak, ndak pengen mampir beli bakpia? ke tempet proses pembuatannya, nanti masi anget lho mba, bisa liat2 cara bikinnya juga..&lt;br /&gt;Kami : ohh well ga ada salahnya sihh pikir kita, secara belom pernah juga .. yasuda pak, kita ksonoohhh..jauh ga??&lt;br /&gt;TB : ga mba..dekkeeett, cuman ksitu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah muter-muter, macettt gila!! selang beberapa menit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami : pak, katanya deket, ko ga sampe-sampe&lt;br /&gt;TB : bentar mbak, tu depan tinggal belokan satu lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah beberapa belokan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami : paaaaaak, katanya tinggal satu belokan, masi jauh gakkk!!!!&lt;br /&gt;TB : ndak mba, itu depan tu dah kliatan ...&lt;br /&gt;Kami : uffththththth si bapakkkk ^(*$^(^@* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan masi aja muter-muter ga nyampe-nyampe, hujan pula.. hell! Dalam perjalanan balik dari bakpia pun si bapak masi keukeuh melancarkan rayuan dengan bilang ke Dagadu mba, dekkeeet, ato ke pusatnya batik-batik, ndak jauh kok. Awwwhhhh tapi kita udah kapok dengan rayuan gombalmu.. for some reason, never trust TUKANG BECAKKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En well, di Jogja juga, tukang becak itu matre-matreeee *gerrammm. Seperti kejadian pas kita mo balik dari Keraton menuju Malioboro;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami : pak, ke Malioboro yakk, Mirota .. deket kan&lt;br /&gt;TB : ya deket mba, tapi muter, kan jalannya searah, macet bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okelah, dan deal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami : (pas liat ATM) .. eh pak..pak, mampir bentar ya mo ambil duit&lt;br /&gt;TB : wah mba, kalo brenti nambah 2ribu&lt;br /&gt;Kami : hlahhhhh, cuman brenti doank, bentar doank&lt;br /&gt;TB : iya mba, tapi kan saya nunggu, berarti nambah 2ribu, tar kalo mo brenti lagi ya 2ribu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kami : *bersungut-sungut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saat itu becak udah menepi, tapi -for God sake- karna persoalan nambah 2ribu dimana kita ngeyel ga mo kasih, akhirnya kita batal diturunin n becak lanjut jalan lagi dengan muka si tukang becak yang mendongkol ga karuan, mwuhahahahaha... *nasib dapet penumpang pelit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, ada juga tukang becak yang pasrah. Pas menuju House of Raminten dari Malioboro yang kita pikir deket ternyata jauh bener, bahkan ada beberapa ruas jalan yang sedikit menanjak n melewati daerah kalicode (CMIIW) yang naek turun. Ini bikin guilty feeling (*hiks) secara diawalnya kita udah ngeyel-ngeyel, berasa mantap kalo jarak yang bakal ditempuh cuman ksitu-situ aja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si bapak ngayuhnya pelaannn banged, padahal kami berdua termasuk ringan :D mungkin karna banyak jalan yang menanjak. Sampe beberapa kali kita tanya knapa ga sampe-sampe. Masyaoloooh ternyata emang jauhhh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya dengan ikhlas kita menambah ongkos buat si tukang becak itu. Maaaappp ... abis ini langsung cabut ke tukang pijit ya pak, ato olesin counterpain semaleman *GRIN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelom ktemu bapak yang trakhir ini, sbnernya we were struggling nyari tukang becak yang -kita harap- tau keberadaan House of Raminten. Beberapa tukang becak kita tanyain n semua kompak bilang ga tau;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami : pak, ke House of Raminten, tau pak...??&lt;br /&gt;TB : hossss, hosss apa mba?? tempet apa itu&lt;br /&gt;Kami : kafe pak, tempet makan-makan getu dehhh, masa ga tau&lt;br /&gt;TB : wahhh ndak tau saya mbak .. dimana tho??&lt;br /&gt;Kami : forget it..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami : pak, ke area gondolayu, House of Raminten, tau pak..?&lt;br /&gt;TB : raminten, apa itu tho mbak...&lt;br /&gt;Kami : kafe itu lho pak ... tau pak??&lt;br /&gt;TB : *geleng-geleng*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally sampailah kita di House of Raminten which is malem itu rame hingar bingar, penuh sesak dari lantai satu sampe lantei 2. kita langsung mnuju ke area pendopo tengah n disana udah ada temen yang nunggu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karna waktu itu crowded banged, jadi terkesan kurang cozy, ditambah pesenan makan yang ampun lammmmaaaa, sampe kita lupa dengan sukses tadi order apaan. Tapi soal lamanya pelayanan ini keknya ga bisa dikomplein secara di salah satu sudut dinding ada papan tulisan yang kira2 bunyinya begini : maaf jika anda harus menunggu lama karna kami semua disini adalah murid lulusan SLB. Nahhh, yasudahlah ... mungkin karna mbak-mbak waitress itu makenya kemben jadi dalam bergerak musti pelan-pelan biar ga melorot. Untung ada gending jawa yang setia menemani, for not saying bikin kita makin laper =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malem itu kita pesen nasi goreng, sate usus, kentang goreng, es teler, jus alpukat, kopi susu dll (lupa!!). Sbenernya ada banyak menu-menu unik dengan nama yang nyeleneh, disajikan dengan cara yang nyeleneh pula. Ada es kelapa muda yang disajikan dalam gelas mirip wine glass tapi dengan ukuran super jumbo, jadi bisa dibuat minum beberapa orang. Kalo habis sendiri? hebattt, asal ga kembung. Ada juga minuman yang gelasnya tinggi banged, mungkin lebih cocok disebut vas bunga daripada gelas minuman. Makanannya juga beragam mulai dari nasi kucing sampai makanan khas jawa lainnya kayak sego liwet, nasi goreng, gado-gado, bakso dll. Dan disini juga ada aneka jamu, bir jawa n aneka wedang semacam beras kencur n kunir asem. Soal harga, cheap n cheap .. murah meriah :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House of Raminten ini terletak di sebelah Mirota Bakery. Well, kalo laen kali nyari mending bilang Mirota Bakery mungkin lebih familiar daripada Raminten hehehe. Ohya, kata temen saya, Raminten itu adalah nama dari seorang waria yang dijadikan ikon dari kafe ini. Kalo penasaran, kesana ajja ya .. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gambarnya nge-blurr semua karna suasana remang-remang, dan hujan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TSdHV3NpBYI/AAAAAAAABHA/A0Q2Nqnl70U/s1600/DSCN0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TSdHV3NpBYI/AAAAAAAABHA/A0Q2Nqnl70U/s400/DSCN0888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559490705936156034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TSdF0_xT5MI/AAAAAAAABGo/TToqzgmx5bA/s1600/DSCN0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TSdF0_xT5MI/AAAAAAAABGo/TToqzgmx5bA/s400/DSCN0892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559489041785939138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TSdBqCTceNI/AAAAAAAABFw/i0mjUykHoeg/s1600/makanan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TSdBqCTceNI/AAAAAAAABFw/i0mjUykHoeg/s400/makanan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559484455440906450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2324675755403815846?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2324675755403815846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2324675755403815846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2324675755403815846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2324675755403815846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2011/01/kami-tukang-becak-dan-house-of-raminten.html' title='Kami, Tukang Becak dan House of Raminten!'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TSdHV3NpBYI/AAAAAAAABHA/A0Q2Nqnl70U/s72-c/DSCN0888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-9043477899460343115</id><published>2010-12-30T19:17:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T20:09:00.431+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasion'/><title type='text'>BirthDay!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We never know what could happen at any given time, besides life is short! Lets embrace every moment with thanks and be grateful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around late December n Early January is my Bday :D .. and am proudly growing young mwuhehehe. Well, age is just a number and yeaaaay I'm staying forever young *Wink &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski tanggal 2 Januari bukan sebener-bener tanggal ultah saya, coz aslinya saya lahir di bulan desember n somewhat salah tahun pula, jadilah saya lebih tua setahun menurut akta kelahiran (it was actually on dec'81). But, it doesnt matter lah ya .. apalah arti sebuah angka dan nama *hai shakespeare &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other fact, nama saya juga seharusnya bukan Nur Astimaya seperti yang tertulis dalam akta, ktp, ijazah, paspor ato facebook. Aselinya nama yang dipengenin sama mbah saya adalah Katmi Mulyati mwuhahahha... nama yang somehow itu cute banged kalo diucapin kan :P tapi sampe sekarang belom pernah terpikir buat ganti ke nama yang seharusnya jadi 'nama' saya itu. Ahh, mungkin belom. Ato, saya belom bosen pake nama Maya, Mae n Asti. Biarlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan brubung bulan kelahiran ini bebarengan sama tahun baru, saya tiba-tiba pengen bikin resolusi untuk tahun 2011. Bukan rencana-rencana yang besar, cukup simpel, tapi ada keinginan yang kuat untuk mencapainya pasti, inshalla .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Plan a good home bussiness. jadi ga perlu bekerja keluar rumah, kalo menikah ga butuh pembantu, anak ga terlantar, dirumah makan hasil masakan sendiri, tapi tetep bisa cari uang .. sounds cute heheheh :0 honestly, we just dont like being a slave of job, rite :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mulai ngajar kursus. smoga lancar, smoga diberi kemudahan, n kongkritnya semoga dapet murid yang ga ngeselin, ga nyusahin, ga rewel, cepet paham .. haik! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Slowly but sure, memantapkan bisnis di bidang kuliner sebagai home baker. God, peganglah mimpiku yang satu ini, lalu kabulkanlah ... I know You will (pleaaasee) jadi mulai cicil2 beli oven, baking tray, mixer etc *uber excited :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dapet teman sejati yang tulus n baik, menikah, having a baby, being a good wifey hahah... simple minded! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Makin rajin beribadah, rajin ngaji, rajin bekerja n save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rajin sedekah ... earn more, give even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eat well n live a healthy life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Enjoy whatever happen in years ahead n less worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sabar n ikhlas dengan segala ketentuan Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akan ada 365 hari menjelang di tahun 2011. Dan pastinya akan ada banyak rintangan, cobaan, baik kesedihan maupun kegembiraan *narik napas panjang .. Tapi, hidup itu terlalu singkat kalo hanya diisi dengan rasa pesimis dan ketakutan yang -bisa jadi- ga beralasan. Selalu ada Tuhan bersama kita, dan selalu ada kesempatan untuk mencapai apa yang kita inginkan, dengan usaha dan doa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah siap apa engga, waktu terus berjalan dan hari selalu berganti. Soooo, semangattt ... For whatever way we choose to confront it, life is sure to be full of surprises at every turn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Bday to ME, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Terimakasih ya Allah telah memberiku kesempatan untuk menjadi lebih baik, dan menyayangiku dengan segala caraMu yang indah. &lt;br /&gt;*Terimakasih buat Bapak, Ibu n adek2 saya yang mashalla, karna kasih dan cinta kalianlah saya bisa terus survive dan selalu punya alasan untuk terus semangat.&lt;br /&gt;*Terimakasih untuk para sahabat dan orang2 yang saya sayangi karna bersama kalian semua saya belajar banyak hal dari kehidupan ini dan pastinya, akan membuat saya lebih bijak dalam melangkah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-9043477899460343115?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/9043477899460343115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=9043477899460343115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/9043477899460343115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/9043477899460343115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/birthday.html' title='BirthDay!!'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6006592223076806895</id><published>2010-12-28T17:58:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T07:26:02.803+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>The Unforgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Suq Azbakeyya, Attaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love this place, disini tempat berburu buku-buku or majalah bekas yang berkualitas. Few of them knew me well they even called me ameeratul Azbakeyya (ratunya buku-buku bekas) ahahaha ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoQoD6kLCI/AAAAAAAABEE/03AFRcnV8T4/s1600/PaSar%2BBuKu%2BBeKas%2BaTTaba.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoQoD6kLCI/AAAAAAAABEE/03AFRcnV8T4/s400/PaSar%2BBuKu%2BBeKas%2BaTTaba.0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555771370746686498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Griya Jateng's pantry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked here as room attendant, errr I mean office girl, guide etc whoehhehehe ... had so many wonderful memories here. Missed a lot :(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoLvGLxP0I/AAAAAAAABDk/Ba1XexBLJQo/s1600/mae%2Bdi%2Bdapur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoLvGLxP0I/AAAAAAAABDk/Ba1XexBLJQo/s400/mae%2Bdi%2Bdapur.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555765994056662850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@City Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I was ... mata 'mall'en *kata-kata ini dapet dari istrinya GusMus swaktu nganter blio ke Geneina Mall hahah .. sounds cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoLuxiq9NI/AAAAAAAABDc/vdgUnQ9geSw/s1600/baru22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoLuxiq9NI/AAAAAAAABDc/vdgUnQ9geSw/s400/baru22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555765988515574994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoY2El3DvI/AAAAAAAABEk/mFEpjP-t4f8/s1600/depan-BSB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoY2El3DvI/AAAAAAAABEk/mFEpjP-t4f8/s400/depan-BSB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555780407539470066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@AUC Bookstore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love bookstore. n I love Donald Trumph am always dreaming to attend his 'the apprentice' show LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoLupXuYNI/AAAAAAAABDU/u8a302LzWa4/s1600/1-711976436l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoLupXuYNI/AAAAAAAABDU/u8a302LzWa4/s400/1-711976436l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555765986322178258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Nile River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart this river. It gave me warm feeling even when my heart felt so cold. I super love to see Nile when its foggy every morning on my way to college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKBIVjoSI/AAAAAAAABDM/vaCGf_k-Bk0/s1600/IMG_1672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKBIVjoSI/AAAAAAAABDM/vaCGf_k-Bk0/s400/IMG_1672.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555764104848974114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRobcLgA2yI/AAAAAAAABEs/wTzPITc5hKU/s1600/6129_117550769229_714379229_2386619_3183107_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRobcLgA2yI/AAAAAAAABEs/wTzPITc5hKU/s400/6129_117550769229_714379229_2386619_3183107_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555783261252279074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Virgin Megastore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was regularly visit this Sir Richard Branson's store. And my fave spot has to be architecture n design. But gosh, they're so damn pricey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoPAnVYv-I/AAAAAAAABDs/jxX7CKEhSTY/s1600/1-315275552l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoPAnVYv-I/AAAAAAAABDs/jxX7CKEhSTY/s400/1-315275552l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555769593548029922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKA7uGAjI/AAAAAAAABDE/28jE5DJCR10/s1600/555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKA7uGAjI/AAAAAAAABDE/28jE5DJCR10/s400/555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555764101462229554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Coffee Bean n Tea Leaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their ice chocolate was awfully yummy!! Its far far away better than starbucks or costa coffee ^_^ n yay.. their banana pecan pie was also deliiiicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKAh60rZI/AAAAAAAABC8/SQtDQw0n0XA/s1600/P313001611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKAh60rZI/AAAAAAAABC8/SQtDQw0n0XA/s400/P313001611.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555764094536297874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But starbucks was being so nice. They gave me small cuppa moccha frappe for free on my birthday :D *owh n its actually new years gift LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKAd3s1PI/AAAAAAAABC0/VCiS0LSkyZE/s1600/1-883654718l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKAd3s1PI/AAAAAAAABC0/VCiS0LSkyZE/s400/1-883654718l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555764093449458930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoYUi5jhpI/AAAAAAAABEM/EEny5fPQMTY/s1600/4821_88998304229_714379229_1946997_3024120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 386px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoYUi5jhpI/AAAAAAAABEM/EEny5fPQMTY/s400/4821_88998304229_714379229_1946997_3024120_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555779831559587474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Cilantro Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to spend sometime at cafe, browsing, reading magazine or just ngobrol-ngobrol with bestfriend :D .. dan pastinya ambil gambar makanan yang dipesen, hehehe its really me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoPBGAWDTI/AAAAAAAABD8/DyYWBi5lQ2o/s1600/P2210004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoPBGAWDTI/AAAAAAAABD8/DyYWBi5lQ2o/s400/P2210004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555769601781271858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoYU2dBBkI/AAAAAAAABEc/a-dCw1-Kbuk/s1600/4821_88998234229_714379229_1946984_462188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoYU2dBBkI/AAAAAAAABEc/a-dCw1-Kbuk/s400/4821_88998234229_714379229_1946984_462188_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555779836808595010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Cinnabon Bakery n Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always believed that J.CO is nothing to compare with cinnabon bakery. They're too too delicious n melty *salivating n drooling for that pecanbon :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKAG-zjnI/AAAAAAAABCs/zFP9JF_qw7E/s1600/1-344228824l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoKAG-zjnI/AAAAAAAABCs/zFP9JF_qw7E/s400/1-344228824l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555764087305244274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoPA6DRa5I/AAAAAAAABD0/rmLtCgIiJzk/s1600/cinnabon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoPA6DRa5I/AAAAAAAABD0/rmLtCgIiJzk/s400/cinnabon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555769598572325778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Abbas El Aqd street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this street. There are many dine n fastfood restos, cafes, boutiques n food vendors. Up till now, masi sering inget gimana cara kumsary (kernet angkot) tereak-tereak ngucapin abbas al aqd hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoYU1iYL1I/AAAAAAAABEU/za3k_BWau6s/s1600/8526_126175669229_714379229_2493713_7594681_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoYU1iYL1I/AAAAAAAABEU/za3k_BWau6s/s400/8526_126175669229_714379229_2493713_7594681_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555779836562648914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6006592223076806895?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6006592223076806895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6006592223076806895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6006592223076806895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6006592223076806895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/unforgotten.html' title='The Unforgotten'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRoQoD6kLCI/AAAAAAAABEE/03AFRcnV8T4/s72-c/PaSar%2BBuKu%2BBeKas%2BaTTaba.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7668298991925305921</id><published>2010-12-27T19:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T21:39:23.335+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Kopitiam Oey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRjMzEFIe9I/AAAAAAAABCg/eYVIH9pbtmE/s1600/PC220001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRjMzEFIe9I/AAAAAAAABCg/eYVIH9pbtmE/s400/PC220001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555415318002170834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRjMzC2JeLI/AAAAAAAABCY/SrXMhKJOUl4/s1600/PC220003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRjMzC2JeLI/AAAAAAAABCY/SrXMhKJOUl4/s400/PC220003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555415317670885554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRjMy8i6YgI/AAAAAAAABCQ/wsUAvzZ6mMY/s1600/PC220004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRjMy8i6YgI/AAAAAAAABCQ/wsUAvzZ6mMY/s400/PC220004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555415315979592194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRjMyjvaJUI/AAAAAAAABCI/b44G0PKnOE8/s1600/PC220005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRjMyjvaJUI/AAAAAAAABCI/b44G0PKnOE8/s400/PC220005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555415309321119042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, bukan menu makanan yang bikin saya pengen dateng ke tempat ini, tapi lebih ke nama besar Bondan Winarno yang buat saya ngimpi-ngimpi pengen nyempetin singgah ke kafenya :D, namanya cute euy... Kopitiam Oey heheh, pake dialek-dialek china jawa pastinya ya. Di web Kopitiam Oey juga tertulis asal-usulnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Asal Oesoel&lt;br /&gt;Kopitiam Oey didirikan oleh Bondan Winarno, host program “Wisata Kuliner” di salah satu TV swasta. Kopitiam berasal dari kata kafe tien dalam dialek Hokkien yang berarti “warung kopi”. Kopitiam Oey- di jaman voor de oorlog disebut Koffiehuis Oey-pertama kali dibuka di jalan Haji Agus Salim 19 (d/h Laan Holle 18), Jakarta Pusat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang saya pesan waktu itu, Milo Dinosaurus yang mnurut saya kurang milo banged rasanya (secara saya penggila milo n ga suka whipcream), Es Cappuccino, ini lumayan ngingetin ama starbucks :D, Kentang Goreng (dihidangin pake pure mayonaise) n Mie Ayam Kepiting yang not bad, porsinya generous -menurut saya- ... tempetnya? good ambience, old meet new concept, khas nuansa china jawa peranakan, and they even have outdoor area dengan taman berlansekap sederhana tapi asri.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lain-lainnya??? ahhh, saya sedang malas bercerita, liat saja web mereka &lt;a href="http://www.kopitiamoey.com"&gt;disini&lt;/a&gt; :D, at least saya udah ga penasaran ... ohhh well, tapi kapan-kapan kesana lagi juga boleh, dengan suasana hati yang lebih baik pastinya *GRIN ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7668298991925305921?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7668298991925305921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7668298991925305921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7668298991925305921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7668298991925305921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/kopitiam-oey.html' title='Kopitiam Oey'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TRjMzEFIe9I/AAAAAAAABCg/eYVIH9pbtmE/s72-c/PC220001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4987865415872629796</id><published>2010-12-26T15:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T15:41:45.690+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>When You Show Me Your Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika Allah rindu pada hambanya, Ia akan mengirimkan sebuah kado istimewa melalui malaikat Jibril yang isinya adalah ujian. Dalam hadits qudsi Allah berfirman. "Pergilah pada hambaku lalu timpakanlah berbagai ujian padanya karna Aku ingin mendengar rintihannya." (HR Thabrani dari Abu Umamah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada banyak masalah yang datang secara bertubi-tubi di penghujung akhir tahun ini. Persoalan keluarga, persahabatan, usaha, hati ... seolah-olah smua senang bergelayut padaku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku lebih sering menjadi pemarah, emosional, gundah dan terlalu senang menyalahkan orang lain dan keadaan yang tidak mendukung demi menutupi apa yang menjadi kekuranganku. Ahhh.. untuk beberapa waktu aku terlalu banyak mengumpat, meluapkan apa yang menjadi kekesalanku, mengatakan apa yang seharusnya bisa aku tahan, tapi ada banyak waktu dimana aku gagal menguasari diri ..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pada akhirnya aku malu. Bukan, bukan malu pada siapa-siapa. Tapi aku malu padaMu ya Allah. Seharusnya, aku lebih banyak bersyukur karna Kau telah menegurku dengan caraMu yang indah. Semestinya aku sadar itu bukti kecemburuanMu karna aku terlalu sibuk dengan urusan dunia, terlalu asik dengan urusan hati yang aku pikir adalah segalanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ketika semua itu hilang, Kau belokkan sedikit saja apa yang aku pikir telah berjalan dengan baik, aku mulai kebingungan, aku kehilangan arah, dan Kau menungguku untuk menyadari bahwa aku terlampau terlena hingga lupa bahwa Kau adalah satu-satunya yang perlu diutamakan. Sungguh, aku malu ... selama ini bertemu denganMu hanya sebagai sebuah ritual, bukan kebutuhan. Rinduku pada seseorang melebihi rinduku padaMu .. dan aku tau Kau tak suka itu. Kau menyentilku melalui caraMu karna bukti kasih sayangMu ... ahhh, seharusnya aku tak perlu bersedih, justru aku harus bersyukur masih diberi kesempatan memohon ampunan padaMu atas smua khilafku ya Allah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tahu Kau mencintaiku dengan melimpahkan keresahan dalam hatiku, keresahan karna selainMu, hingga pada akhirnya aku harus menyadari Kau lah satu-satunya yang aku cari ketika tak ada satupun yang bisa mengerti kegundahan hatiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabi SAW. bersabda:&lt;br /&gt;“Apabila Allah SWT. mencintai hamba-Nya, Dia menguji-nya, jika ia sangat mencintai-nya maka Allah SWT. pun mencoba-nya”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firman Allah dalam hadist Qudsi:&lt;br /&gt;“Apabila telah kubebankan kemalangan (musibah) kepada salah seorang hamba-Ku pada badan-nya, harta-nya, anak-nya kemudian ia menerima dgn sabar yang sempurna, Aku enggan menegakkan timbangan bagi-nya di hari Qiamat atau membukakan buku catatan amal-nya”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh ... sekali lagi, seharusnya aku harus bersyukur dan bersyukur padaMu, inilah bukti cintaMu ... dan semoga aku termasuk dari hamba-hambaMu yang selalu bersabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4987865415872629796?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4987865415872629796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4987865415872629796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4987865415872629796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4987865415872629796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-you-show-me-your-love.html' title='When You Show Me Your Love'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2978682460200676628</id><published>2010-12-21T08:50:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T08:56:27.758+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Untukmu Ibu ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu adalah seorang wanita, dimana saat aku melakukan kesalahan-kesalahan, saat aku mengalami kegagalan dan kekecewaan, saat aku mengalami titik terendah dalam hidup, saat aku merasa diabaikan, merasa tak berarti, Dia tak pernah ragu untuk mengatakan "aku tetap menyayangimu dan akan selalu ada untukmu.." disaat orang lain tak mungkin melakukannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu adalah seorang wanita yang selalu ada untukku, tak peduli berapa banyak orang yang tidak menyukaiku dan mengacuhkanku. Dia selalu ada untukku, setia mendengarkan segala keluh kesahku, seseorang yang selalu memberikan kehangatan disaat tak ada orang lain yang mampu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu adalah seorang wanita, yang meski aku selalu membantah perkataannya, menyakiti perasaannya, berlaku tidak sopan kepadanya, tak mematuhi nasehatnya, tapi Dia tak pernah ragu untuk mengatakan "aku memaafkanmu..." tanpa pernah aku meminta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu adalah seorang wanita, yang mencintai tanpa syarat, memberikan tanpa pernah meminta imbalan, menyayangi sepenuh hati tanpa berharap suatu balasan. Ibu yang selalu mengatakan 'kamulah yang terbaik' meski tak ada prestasi yang kutunjukkan. Ibu yang selalu menguatkan dengan lembut 'kamu pasti bisa' meskipun aku sedang mengalami kegagalan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu adalah seorang wanita, yang menangis diam-diam saat aku berusaha berdebat dengannya dan merasa benar, dia yang tetap tersenyum meski hatinya terluka karna aku tak mau makan hasil masakannya, dia yang mengendap-endap ke kamar tidur lalu mengelus rambutku disaat aku sakit dan bersedih, dan senantiasa berbisik "Dalam doa-doaku, namamu akan selalu kusebut" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be the most prettiest mommy ever lived. And I may not be the most beautiful daughter either. But one thing I always want to tell You, Ibu .. I Love You with all my heart, literally and unconditionally! and I know You love me too, more than I could imagine.. Happy Mother Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How blessed I am to have someone like You ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2978682460200676628?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2978682460200676628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2978682460200676628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2978682460200676628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2978682460200676628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/untukmu-ibu.html' title='Untukmu Ibu ..'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8838189482438721671</id><published>2010-12-19T19:09:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:27:24.952+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>When everything happened out of Ur control</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabtu kmaren jalan-jalan sendirian ke Mall. Yes, bener-bener sendiri karna niatnya mo having ME TIME, tujuan utamanya beli wajan (wajan lagi?!?!) n ke toko buku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah kenapa sabtu kmaren jadi rada-rada aneh, ga dapet apa yang mo dibeli, ga ktoko buku juga..n saya melakukan hal-hal yang ga biasanya, kayak dibawah ini nih.. the day when I was not ME at all!! ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Saya termasuk kurang suka beli pakaian, aksesoris (ewwwh ini apalagi). Tapi it was totally shocked me, pulang-pulang di tangan sudah nenteng belanjaan brupa 4 jilbab n baju-baju yang ampunnn, kenapa sihh tergiur sama diskon yang nggak banged itu, damn :( n ga biasanya pula saya masuk dari satu butik ke butik lain, liat-liatin baju n brasa kepengen banged nyobain. Ahhh siapa saya waktu itu? *confession of shopaholic yang gagal total. Mungkin waktu itu brasa lagi jadi Paris Hilton ato Victoria Beckham :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lalu karna haus, beli MILO di Mcd which is biasanya pesen yang reguler karna 'muatnya' perut cuman sgitu. Tapi ga tau knapa pas si mbak bilang medium? and I said yes meski abis itu terbengong-bengong ngeliat sgelas MILO dengan ukuran yang ga biasa, hlahhh ko ga kayak biasanya!! n finally ga habis jugakk, tuhhh mubazirrr gila MILOnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aneh lagi! Pengen beli wajan teflon (ini udah mimpi lama bener). Nyampe ke hypermart. Tapi ketika si wajan berada depan mata, ragu! udah comparing dari satu merk ke merk lain, cocok-cocokin harga, ukuran diameter n bentuk. and for God sake, I didnt even know why I then ended up not buying any of them *SIGH .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Biasanya, sebingung-bingungnya, kalo di hypermart pasti bisa nyamber satu or dua barang buat dibeli. Tapi saat itu -namanya juga lagi aneh- ga tertarik ama satupun. Liat deretan nugget, keju, roti, sayur, coklat, mie, cuman rolling eyes aja. Pikiran saat itu, buat apa ya?!? Heee?!? lupa lo kalo dirumah jadi tukangmasak :0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan waktu maghrib tiba, minta dijemput pulang, fyuhhh..dan OMW home, beli chicken burger yang pedes, yang mana itu belom pernah saya pesan! karna slain ga suka pedes, juga ga suka chicken burger. Habis?? iyya!!! tumben-tumben juga bablas tu burger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari itu saya aneh, dan saya menyadari jika hari itu saya telah aneh, dan saya tidak menyesal telah menjadi aneh hari itu, kecuali satu!!! I made a big HOLE on my wallet karna abis buat beli barang-barang hasil keanehan saya :X:X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8838189482438721671?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8838189482438721671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8838189482438721671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8838189482438721671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8838189482438721671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-everything-happened-out-of-ur.html' title='When everything happened out of Ur control'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4690723609513774489</id><published>2010-12-12T17:20:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T08:11:58.059+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah satu hal yang bikin happy, menghabiskan waktu libur bareng sodara. Makan bareng, beli lulur bareng, pindah dari satu toko ke toko yang laen, kecuali adek cowok yang abis makan langsung kabur ngeliat pameran mobil, ngecengin mbak-mbak yang jaga :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya acara jalan-jalan berakhir dengan kegiatan rutin, do grocery shopping mwuhehehehe ... yang niatnya dari awal mau cari wajan teflon sampe ga jadi coz di Gelael situhh ternyata harganya menggila. Yahh cari yang agak miring ajalah, miriiing banged :P mo coba ke Ace Hardware tapi udah kecapean. Kayaknya musti meluangkan waktu khusus buat ksana, haruuuuss... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan-makan kita kali ini ke Hoka-Hoka Bento. Secara dari awal buka dulu tiap dateng udah males banged liat antrean yang kayak uler tangga. Skarang-skarang ini sih udah normal .. dan tadi dapet kalender yang imut dari Hokben gara-gara ikut nyumbang buat dana pendidikan :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God we had such a wonderful weekend today .. we had super delicious beef teriyaki, tempura, ekkado, chicken roll n crunchy salad, hamdulilah :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQTq1qBJhdI/AAAAAAAABAw/_Xxei0Xjnok/s1600/hokben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQTq1qBJhdI/AAAAAAAABAw/_Xxei0Xjnok/s400/hokben.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549818848360367570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQTq1C8ExgI/AAAAAAAABAo/th4rloy6WHk/s1600/PC090003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQTq1C8ExgI/AAAAAAAABAo/th4rloy6WHk/s400/PC090003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549818837870102018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQTq0nLdytI/AAAAAAAABAg/SCoAou0FUlI/s1600/PC090009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQTq0nLdytI/AAAAAAAABAg/SCoAou0FUlI/s400/PC090009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549818830418463442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4690723609513774489?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4690723609513774489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4690723609513774489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4690723609513774489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4690723609513774489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/fun-weekend.html' title='Fun Weekend'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQTq1qBJhdI/AAAAAAAABAw/_Xxei0Xjnok/s72-c/hokben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-3077271385152637821</id><published>2010-12-11T12:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T12:27:08.468+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Owh LIFE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQNRKh9s2qI/AAAAAAAABAY/XOi25wlnkjk/s1600/life.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQNRKh9s2qI/AAAAAAAABAY/XOi25wlnkjk/s400/life.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549368407208286882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-3077271385152637821?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3077271385152637821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=3077271385152637821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3077271385152637821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3077271385152637821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/owh-life.html' title='Owh LIFE!!'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TQNRKh9s2qI/AAAAAAAABAY/XOi25wlnkjk/s72-c/life.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8072568077089357940</id><published>2010-12-08T16:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:54:01.025+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Indomie Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TP-d4TY0AnI/AAAAAAAABAA/r2-Bqa8-C9Y/s1600/PC050002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TP-d4TY0AnI/AAAAAAAABAA/r2-Bqa8-C9Y/s400/PC050002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548326856546321010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya termasuk jarang banged makan Indomie atau mie instan lainnya yang dimasak 'getu aja' tanpa ada modifikasi. Biasanya saya buat indomie jadi frittata, kroket, pizza dan lainnya. Tapi kadang ada saat-saat cuman pengen makan indomie yang 'getu aja', cukup dimasak according to pack instructions, lalu tambahin bakso, telor, atau sayur yang disuka... thats my Indomie moment =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu pas di Kairo, liat iklan indomie nongol di tv lokal rasanya seneng banged mwuhahaha, berasa bangga getu meski dapet dividen dari keuntungan indomie aja engga :P. Dan di middle east, trutama di Nigeria indomie itu ga ada duanya .. iklan-iklannya juga lucu-lucu. Pas coba search di Youtube, nemu beberapa iklan indomie afrika n middle east. Check them out ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versi Saudi :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l9dKfUITE2s?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versi Middle East :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sgYNFl7tjrQ?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8072568077089357940?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8072568077089357940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8072568077089357940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8072568077089357940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8072568077089357940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/indomie-moment.html' title='Indomie Moment'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TP-d4TY0AnI/AAAAAAAABAA/r2-Bqa8-C9Y/s72-c/PC050002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6141646244408871599</id><published>2010-12-01T16:30:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T16:43:26.360+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>Secret Of Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location : Pantai Bandengan, Jepara &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TPZd5zNeLYI/AAAAAAAAA_w/k2jR5LplEsA/s1600/PB280002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TPZd5zNeLYI/AAAAAAAAA_w/k2jR5LplEsA/s400/PB280002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545723238733983106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TPZd5R4CFXI/AAAAAAAAA_o/FP165bhGGwk/s1600/PB280003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TPZd5R4CFXI/AAAAAAAAA_o/FP165bhGGwk/s400/PB280003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545723229785691506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TPZd5PclnTI/AAAAAAAAA_g/TU1ZOiubnz0/s1600/PB280005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TPZd5PclnTI/AAAAAAAAA_g/TU1ZOiubnz0/s400/PB280005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545723229133708594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TPZd45UXgJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-DnQxdaubFo/s1600/PB280004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TPZd45UXgJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-DnQxdaubFo/s400/PB280004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545723223193649298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callin cross the blue its all I do&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll come back to me&lt;br /&gt;Its a secret of the sea, I'll always love you ... always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see, floating on the ocean somewhere under the sun&lt;br /&gt;Your golden skin in cypress and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear, waves that come rollin in fleetness of wings&lt;br /&gt;A sound is missing, a sign from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callin cross the blue, its all I do&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll come back to me&lt;br /&gt;Its a secret of the sea, I'll always love you&lt;br /&gt;I may never know, where you did go, whatever took you from here&lt;br /&gt;On these currents that run deep, I'll always love you ... always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6141646244408871599?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6141646244408871599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6141646244408871599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6141646244408871599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6141646244408871599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/12/secret-of-sea.html' title='Secret Of Sea'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TPZd5zNeLYI/AAAAAAAAA_w/k2jR5LplEsA/s72-c/PB280002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4098589545950106678</id><published>2010-11-18T18:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T19:07:50.667+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>TKWsayang .. TKWmalang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedang mau asal bicara soal tenaga kerja wanita di luar negri, setelah mendengar -lagilagi- ada penyiksaan, fyuhhh ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pernah ktemu dengan seorang maid lagi gendong anak didepan Carrefour Maadi-Kairo, pas kbetulan lagi sama-sama antre di depan booth yang jual kentang goreng. Tiba-tiba, si mbak maksa pengen ikut saya, karna dia ga betah n pengen pulang, kangen sama keluarga, ga paham apa yang diperintah majikan, ga cocok makanan dll. Dia baru berumur 16 tahun (OMG!!) n baru sekitar 2 bulanan kerja ikut majikan di Kuwait. Dengan berat hati saya ga bisa bantu, syapa saya?? tar malah dikira kabur bawa pembantu orang, masuk ke penjara kayak si fakhri ayat-ayat cinta :D dan mbak itu mewek, memandang saya dengan tatapan kecewa .. truly sorryyy :((  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kejadian lagi, pas makan malem di sbuah resto. Di meja samping saya ada rombongan keluarga kecil. Suami istri Arabian dengan satu anak balita dan maid-nya yang orang indonesia which is kliatan banged kalo masih baru n muda belia. Kok tau kalo masi baru?? kan kliatan dari cara bersikap, cara berpakean, dan ... cara dandannya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat makanan udah dateng, si ibu-ibu tadi ngomong sama maid-nya buat makan entar aja, stelah mreka slese. Jadi suruh pegangin n ajak kluar anaknya dulu. Sbenernya 'perintah' yang simpel, tapi karna si maid ga ngerti, ga ngeh, ga paham jadi dia cuman bengong n kliatan bingung, ngomong apaaa pula ni orang. Sampe berkali-kali si ibu-ibu tadi ngomong, n coba juga translate ke bhs inggris, tapi tetep aja si maid bengong n bingung, mau nangis, dikiranya majikan marah-marah (padahal mreka ngomong aja emang kayak orang marah. Kalo marah? bisa kayak singa lapar mwuhihihihi). Finally anak mreka yang rewel diajak keluar ama si suami. Dan si maid malah makan malem berdua sama si majikan ceweknya wohahahha .... eh waktu itu saya ga ktawa, tapi serba salah, kasian, n rasanya pengen nyamperin buat kasih tau, bgini lho mbak maksudnya ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo denger soal penyiksaan2 getu rasanya miris banged, apalagi kalo mreka itu diberangkatkan secara ilegal. Banyak dari mereka yang masih polos, lugu, paksaan orang tua dll, dimana mreka sebenernya belom siap buat bekerja, apalagi di tempet yang jauh bener dari keluarganya. Masi terlalu muda, mungkin lulusan SMP, ga ada bekal yang matang soal bhs asing, mental yang -saya yakin- masi sangat ga siap, lalu berangkat buat 'kerja keras' di negeri yang sama sekali mreka ga ada gambaran ... mashalla ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kalo ada penyiksaan begini, lalu muncul soal pelarangan mengirim tenaga kerja. Tapi.. yaah... tapi getu ... hasilnya slalu yahh ... getu :(( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muncullah solusi-solusi ga penting saya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TKW ga perlu dilarang, tapi hendaknya lebih dipersiapkan secara profesional. Jadi kedepannya mreka ga 'cuman' berlabel pembantu, tapi bisa juga dibilang seorang pekerja yang mumpuni. Saya pikir, pekerjaan mengurus rumah tangga itu bukan hal yang mudah (benar kan Ibu-ibu??). Jadi, orang-orang yang bekerja dibidang itu juga harus mempersiapkan dirinya secara sungguh-sungguh. Hal simpel seperti memakai kompor gas (bisa jadi kan mreka dirumah ga pernah pake kompor gas/listrik), cara masak, cara membersihkan rumah n barang-barang perhiasan yang terbuat dari perak, keramik dll. Hal-hal yang sangat sederhana, tapi pengetahuan dasar mengenai bagaimana seharusnya mengatur rumah tangga adalah hal yang wajib dimiliki para calon pekerja, karna disitulah bidang yang akan mereka geluti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pembekalan bahasa inggris/arab yang baik, minimal selama 6 bulan. Jadi kalo slama 6 bulan ga paham-paham juga ya jangan harap bisa berangkutt!!! sana balik ke kampung halaman :D &lt;br /&gt;Hal penting juga, belajar dialek dimana para pekerja itu akan ditempatkan. Jadi ga sekedar belajar bahasanya, tapi gimana juga cara penduduk asli itu melafalkannya. So, si majikan ga perlu melotot terus karna dia ngomong ga ada tanggapan hehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Belajar mengenai kebiasaan dan adat yang berlaku di negara yang akan mereka datangi. Misal ke Arab, berarti harus memahami gimana adat orang-orang seperti mereka. Soal kebiasaan makan, cara mereka mengasuh anak, cara berbicara dengan orang lain, cara bergaul, cara berinteraksi dan lain sebagainya. Jika minimal calon pekerja mengetahui hal ini, mungkin mreka akan punya sedikit gambaran n ga blank soal bagaimana nanti majikan n lingkungannya. Kalo yang pernah punya teman sesama pekerja mungkin ga masalah karna bisa jadi mreka tergiur karna pengalaman sang teman, n pastinya sudah banyak dengar cerita. Tapi bagi yang ga tau sama skali pastinya bekal2 sperti itu penting banged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kalo yang mau ke Arab, orang Arab mempunyai tabiat gampang marah n emosi, or at least suara mereka sering menggelegar jadi seringkali terdengar seperti orang marah. Jika hal-hal yang mnurut mreka adalah sesuatu yang kecil, tapi ketika si maid disuruh n ga paham-paham juga karna ga ngerti ngomong apa, pasti mreka jengkel n snewen. Bahasa ekstrimnya, sama anak aja bisa galak bener n kasar apalagi sama pekerja? yang mnurut mreka udah dibayar mahal-mahal. Salah syapa cobba?? meski tindakan sampe nyiram-nyiram air panas n gunting-gunting itu sih udah ga waras banged &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kalo penempatan TKI/TKW itu dihentikan, pemerintah harus punya solusi mengenai pemberdayaan tenaga kerja. Masalah klasik... solusi yang real adalah memberikan pelayanan secara resmi n profesional untuk pengiriman tenaga kerja. Jadi yang kerja kesana sbenernya para tenaga yang profesional dibidangnya, telah terlatih dengan baik, meski mereka hanya lulusan smp/smu. Bukan orang-orang yang 'nekat' mau kerja karna tekanan ekonomi, paksaan orang tua n ga ngerti mo kerja apa lagi di negeri Indonesia ini selain jadi pembantu di negeri orang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan menjadi pembantu pastinya juga bukan pekerjaan yang hina jadi tidak sepantasnya mereka diperlakukan kurang baik. Gimana mo dihargai di negara orang, sedangkan di negri sendiri aja para pekerja ato calon pekerja itu sering diperlakukan seenak jidat sama petugas, baik di bandara ato di tempet lain, hanya karna label mereka sebagai pembantu. sigh ... beberapa kali saya liat, petugas boarding kalo ama orang2 yang keliatan berduit n berpakaian bagus sikapnya melunak, tapi kalo giliran yang maju para calon pekerja, mreka kayak udah ngadepin pengemis aja, ngomongnya kurang sopan, kadang kasar, maen intimidasi soal bagasi, bener-bener dehhh ...  &lt;br /&gt;Dan paling penting, pemerintah juga musti tegas sama oknum-oknum yang melakukan pengiriman tenaga kerja secara ilegal, huhhh ..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Intermezzo : &lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time ada mahasiswa Kairo, baru beberapa minggu datang. Pas lagi antre beli makanan, ditanya sama penjual, 'TAKEAWAY??' dan mahasiswa itu pun marah, 'apppa?? ennak aja, saya bukan TKW, saya mahasiswa tauukkkk' mwhuahhahaha ... *based on true story ehehehe :P  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4098589545950106678?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4098589545950106678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4098589545950106678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4098589545950106678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4098589545950106678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/tkwsayang-tkwmalang.html' title='TKWsayang .. TKWmalang'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6287322424188263108</id><published>2010-11-13T14:43:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:20:01.314+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasion'/><title type='text'>Menjelang Idul Adha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebaran haji tinggal beberapa hari lagi. Udah kebayang-bayang di kepala nanti daging sapi dan daging kambing mo dimasak apa aja whohahahha .. dasar ni otak isinya makanan dan barang dapur, emang dapeeet getu jatah daging. Eh iyyaaa pastiilah .. masjidnya cuman beberapa jengkal, ga dikasi ya datengin aja :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di komplek rumah saya, isinya cuman beberapa glintir rumah n manusia kurang lebih sekitar 150 rumah, en ga smuanya penuh. Jadi kadang-kadang berasa ada di pondok pesantren mini. Mo ada kumpulan ngaji pengumuman di masjid, mo ada arisan pengumunan di masjid, sampe mo ada coblosan pemilu juga si petugas koar-koar ribet di masjid buat manggilin Bapak2 dan Ibu2 yang susah bener disuruh ikut pemilihan mwuhahaha ... dan kalo mo 'keluar' dari komplek kita musti ngelewatin satpam, senyum-senyum .. pondok banged kann :P Di masjid juga, setiap sore ada kegiatan ngaji, tiap kamis malem ada tauziah, pengajian Ibu-ibu, rapat berbagai kegiatan, arisan remaja .. lengkap ya hihi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan lebaran tahun ini, di masjid kita rencananya ada 4 ekor sapi dan beberapa kambing. Biasanya sebagian daging diolah n dimasak para Ibu-ibu buat dimakan rame-rame depan masjid, sampe acara potong memotong, menimbang, bungkusin n bagi-bagi daging ke sluruh komplek selesai. Pembagian daging juga ga cuman di komplek aja, tapi buat para penduduk di luar prumahan secara kalo 4 ekor sapi ditambah beberapa kambing bakalan overload kalo hanya dibagiin didalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karna 'rencananya' mau dapet daging berkilos-kilos, saya bikin beberapa nominasi resep yang kayaknya assik buat dimasak ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://poll.pollcode.com/Hzz4"&gt;&lt;table border=0 width=150 bgcolor="EEEEEE" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size=-1 color="000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and the nominees are ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=5&gt;&lt;input type=radio name=answer value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size=-1 color="000000"&gt;Empal Gepuk&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=5&gt;&lt;input type=radio name=answer value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size=-1 color="000000"&gt;Soto Betawi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=5&gt;&lt;input type=radio name=answer value="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size=-1 color="000000"&gt;Sate Padang dan Sate Manis&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=5&gt;&lt;input type=radio name=answer value="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size=-1 color="000000"&gt;Rendang&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=5&gt;&lt;input type=radio name=answer value="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size=-1 color="000000"&gt;Rawon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=5&gt;&lt;input type=radio name=answer value="6"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size=-1 color="000000"&gt;Bistik Jawa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=5&gt;&lt;input type=radio name=answer value="7"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size=-1 color="000000"&gt;Semur Daging&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="Vote"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;input type=submit name=view value="View"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" colspan=2 align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size=-2 color="black"&gt;pollcode.com &lt;a href=http://pollcode.com/&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;free polls&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya smua menggiurkan *netes seketika. And the winner goes to ... I'll tell U later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy Eid el Adha (or Eid el Kibir in Egypt) to our fellows all over the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6287322424188263108?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6287322424188263108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6287322424188263108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6287322424188263108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6287322424188263108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/menjelang-idul-adha.html' title='Menjelang Idul Adha'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2970812045169322838</id><published>2010-11-08T11:55:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T14:37:05.724+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Our homegrown veggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TNfKmo4DkbI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/rXhRdA0ii9c/s1600/PB030004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TNfKmo4DkbI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/rXhRdA0ii9c/s400/PB030004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537117032031687090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TNfKmkX3xfI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/TiDDHWvpB8o/s1600/PB030002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TNfKmkX3xfI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/TiDDHWvpB8o/s400/PB030002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537117030822954482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, pas pagi-pagi bangun tidur kita dikejutkan sama taneman-taneman di halaman belakang yang tinggal batangnya doank. Trus serumah sibuk nyari kambing hitam. Soalnya dulu pernah kejadian gara-gara saya ga paham soal taneman, abis acara bikin kue trus air kukusan yang masi panas itu saya siramkan ke pohon cabe di dalem pot yang udah lumayan mulai berbuah banyak. Dan hasilnya si pohon beserta cabe-cabe mungilnya layu n mati dengan sukses, mwuhahahhaa ... sore-sore kena damprat!! jelas aja tu  mati orang disiram pake air panassssss, knapa ga disiram minyak dari penggorengan skalian .. *hihihihi taneman juga ga tahan air panas juga tohhh, sok bego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik ke taneman tadi, kita sepakat kalo tersangka utama yang ga tau diri itu si tikus yang suka berkeliaran di halaman belakang. Oh kayaknya si tikus has gone crazy. Pohon cabe itu dilalap habis sampe tinggal batangnya doank, bahkan cabe-cabenya pun dimakan. Taneman kangkung yang udah tumbuh subur dan menggemuk di beberapa pot juga raib disisain batang-batangnya aja, juga taneman tomat bernasib sama. Iiihhhh tikkuuusssss ... yang masi utuh cuman taneman bumbu kencur sama serai, mungkin engga doyan kali tu si tikus sama jenis bumbu dapur :D bunga-bunga juga masih utuh. Humm mungkin si tikus vegetarian ... hummm baiklah, spertinya besok-besok kita tanem aja jenis umbi-umbian semacam singkong dan kentang, masa si tikus mau grogotin sampe kedalem-dalem tanah whuhehehhee ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yang niatnya mo nyoba masak dari hasil homegrown malah jadi santapan tu si tikus ga tau diri, sigh. Hey raaaaatsss, balikin kangkung, cabe dan tomat kitaaaaaa :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2970812045169322838?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2970812045169322838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2970812045169322838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2970812045169322838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2970812045169322838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-homegrown-veggies.html' title='Our homegrown veggies'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TNfKmo4DkbI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/rXhRdA0ii9c/s72-c/PB030004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8064847263282439433</id><published>2010-11-07T20:42:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:10:13.277+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasion'/><title type='text'>Life Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Face off your difficulties with patience; and fence in your blessings with thankfulness. &lt;br /&gt;[Ali radi Allah anhu]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article below taken from &lt;a href="http://www.extensor.co.uk/soundbites/small_stuff.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1: Stuff happens and sometimes it isn’t fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all dealt a different hand in life, it is how we deal with it that matters. So focus on living with what you’ve got and dump any perceived injustices.  Life’s unfair – get over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2: Life is a transition – have no regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very easy to become set in our ways, to live in our comfort zone and to think that things are forever. Remember that everything is just a moment in time, the future is unknown and the only guarantee is that it will be different! Every experience you’ve already had has now gone. So recognise the transitional nature of everything – enjoy it and then let go. Regrets get you nowhere, reframe regrets into learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3: Become flexible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today’s world, flexibility is a must! The goal posts change in even the best laid plans – and “stuff” will happen to those plans. Expect change, plan for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4: It isn’t a popularity contest – you don’t have to please everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept that not everyone will like you, so focus your time and energy on the people that do like and appreciate you.  If other people expend energy on not liking you, that’s their “small stuff” – just ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5: Practice calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the calm in the eye of the storm. You do not need to be stressed and panicked just because the people around you are stressed and panicked.  Take time to work out what you can and can’t influence and focus only on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6: Don’t live your life in the ER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we turn little things into urgent actions, our whole life becomes a constant emergency. Become aware of how often you get angry, frustrated, overwhelmed by what in reality is small stuff. Put a name to your triggers and learn to catch yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7: Will it matter tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, today’s news is tomorrow’s chip paper. If it won’t matter tomorrow, it is likely to be small stuff and not worth bothering about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the esteemed author Steven Covey famously demonstrates in his “First things First” seminars, if you don’t tackle your big objectives first, you will never find the time to tackle them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason people like Tamara Mellon succeed is because they focus all their energy on their “Big Hairy Audacious Goals” and do not waste their time on the small stuff – it’s a good lesson for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8064847263282439433?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8064847263282439433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8064847263282439433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8064847263282439433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8064847263282439433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-lessons.html' title='Life Lessons'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4899474336190495562</id><published>2010-11-05T15:18:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T15:34:23.798+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Prayer ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TNQFvE3e2YI/AAAAAAAAA9E/0KrjLVE4VxU/s1600/635-08ap10102815533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TNQFvE3e2YI/AAAAAAAAA9E/0KrjLVE4VxU/s400/635-08ap10102815533.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536056148263623042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the soul getting into contact with the God in Whom it believes. Prayer is a cry of hope. He who prays without confidence cannot hope that his prayers will be granted. Prayer should be the key of the day and the lock of the night. &lt;br /&gt;(lesson of the day)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could fly there, I wish I could be with you people, my friends, my brother n sister ... to help you, to even participate. But all I can do now is only pray, and too too little 'thing' which I hope will make you smile a bit, people ... my heart goes to you, Yogyakarta, my sincere pray really goes, goes to you ... :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just dont know which direction we have to go, and there are times we're not so sure about things that might happen ahead us .. yes, things are not always going the way we want them to be. Not all dreams are coming to true ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst things happen to good people, but its not a punishment .. it is God wants to make us even more n more better and pious .. so be strong people, I know you do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem is nothing comparing to all of you, and it makes me realise I waste my time only grumbling for the thing I can  not cope, mostly complaining for many things I had achieve. I'm so shy to you people, and especially to You, My dear God .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah always bless us, amin ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*image taken from ANTARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4899474336190495562?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4899474336190495562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4899474336190495562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4899474336190495562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4899474336190495562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/prayer.html' title='Prayer ..'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TNQFvE3e2YI/AAAAAAAAA9E/0KrjLVE4VxU/s72-c/635-08ap10102815533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8727062177727264221</id><published>2010-11-04T09:27:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T11:07:03.689+02:00</updated><title type='text'>(-..-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak yang suggest saya buat buka les privat, bahkan kadang cape ditanya-tanya knapa ga buka les privat ajjaaa??? knapa ga jadi guru TK ajjaa?? apa tampang saya itu bermuka guru TK banged ya?? -..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, kali ini saya pikir ga ada salahnya ngikutin suggest orang-orang yang baek itu whehehhee. Skarang saya butuh persiapan .. smoga lancar .. doanya smuaa *wink ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8727062177727264221?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8727062177727264221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8727062177727264221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8727062177727264221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8727062177727264221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='(-..-)'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-599621075693371737</id><published>2010-11-03T20:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:41:21.017+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Separate Ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we go our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;Just realise we've nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;Neither of us wants to compromise&lt;br /&gt;Too many secrets, jealousy and lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why we've been tripping for so long&lt;br /&gt;It's not like we both don't understand what's right from wrong&lt;br /&gt;Seems like we cant get along no more so why don't we just go&lt;br /&gt;Shut the door as there ain't no love here anymore? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Song: Separate Ways by Craig David)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-599621075693371737?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/599621075693371737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=599621075693371737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/599621075693371737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/599621075693371737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/separate-ways.html' title='Separate Ways'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-1831163211157337557</id><published>2010-11-02T12:39:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T12:43:36.998+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>DOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Dan aku pasti akan menguji kamu dengan sedikit ketakutan, kelaparan, kekurangan harta, jiwa dan buah-buahan. Dan sampaikanlah kabar gembira kepada orang2 yg sabar”&lt;br /&gt;(QS.Al-Baqarah :155)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga ujian yang Engkau berikan ini bisa menjadikan kami lebih dewasa dalam bersikap, bersabar dengan setiap masalah dan selalu ikhlas menerima setiap ketentuan-Mu, amin ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-1831163211157337557?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1831163211157337557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=1831163211157337557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1831163211157337557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/1831163211157337557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/11/doa.html' title='DOA'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6227325913249919676</id><published>2010-10-27T13:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:27:40.124+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><title type='text'>Cerita dari PGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan hari minggu kemaren itu jadi pagi sampe siang yang cukup membetekan. Jalan-jalan sendirian di PGS (Pusat Grosir Solo) dengan mata minus 2 brasa kayak hidup tanpa arah dan tujuan. Jam 9 tengggg saya udah nongkrong di PGS, pedagang2 lagi pada buka toko, lalu saya mulai berjalan dengan kalem dari lantai satu, menuju basement, naik ke lantai atas lagi, keatasnya lagi, en tiap kali cape langsung duduk bengong di kursi yang tertata di tiap2 pinggiran eskalator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu jam lewat, yang saya cari ga ktemu jugahhhh, yaitu sepasang sarimbit untuk anak muda. Pengennya yang coraknya ga batik-batik banged, ga ada nuansa-nuansa emasnya ato payet-payet di ujung lengan, n modelnya yang simpel ga ribet. Tapi nyari model yang simpel itu justru sangat ribet. Tiap datengin toko, baru liat-liat, belom megang aja mbak-mbaknya udah yang hebohhhh ... ditanya model laen malah sewot, ditanya harga brapa langsung nyolot ini passss Mba 150ribu ga boleh ditawar. huuuuuuuuuuhhhhh sapa yang mo nawar, bilang mau aja belom, resseee... sini juga pedagang tauukkkk. Pas ada model yang cocok, mbaknya ramahhh bangedddd..eh modelnya cuman ada ukuran XXL, ga mungkin kan dikecilin sampe ukuran M ato S. Ada yang kecil pas getu tapi coraknya ya ampunnn emak-emak banged, kayak mo menghadiri acara di kelurahan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total saya muterin n thawaf di PGS ini selama hampir 5 jam, dari masi sepi sampe pengunjung mulai berdatangan, n cuman buat nyari sarimbit sama kain batikk :D *Masya Allaaah .. kata Ibu saya mwhuhahahhaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang bikin bete banged, ada ibu-ibu penjaga getu mungkin dah ngeliat saya muter-muter beberapa kali sampe hapal bentuknya, trus nanya dengan gaya ga ramah banged, Mba ini nyari apa dari tadi muter-muter aja. Trus daripada ga saya jawab finally saya tanya ini brapa Bu? sambil megang sarimbit di patung. Dia jawab -dengan ngasal pastinya- ini 180ribu Mba.. Apppaa????? saya shock dalam hati, n ternyata pas diliat juga ukurannya L dan ga ada size laennya. Pas saya bilang cari yang M si ibu malah ngeyel suruh ngecilin n suruh bayar pass 150ribu. Ogggaaaahhhh ... dipikir ga ngerti kain appahhhh, sarimbit -gituan- suruh bayar 150 ribu. Jelas-jelas saya tolak, akad jual beli juga belom terlaksana, antara penjual dan pembeli belom setuju ... tapi si Ibu kekeuh meminta saya bayar n saya ngga mau terjebak dalam intimidasinya. Maaf Bu saya carinya yang M .. dan si Ibu sewot, cari aja muter sampe besok pagi juga ga bakal dapet!!!! iiiiiiiih baru jadi 'pramuniaga' aja manner-nya buruk bangeddd..!!! uuufffttt .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya berbelok ke toko tak jauh dari toko si pramuniaga jutek tadi, fortunately ktemu sarimbit yang modelnya pas, harganya juga sesuei, yang melayani langsung si empunya n ramaaah banged ... trus liat-liat kain batik, tawar menawar n janjian lagi ktemu minggu depan karna saya pesan kain batik 12 meter which is saat itu cuman ada 2.5 meter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulangnya saya lewatin lagi tuh si pramuniaga jutekkkk, dan tampang dia makin jutekk karna doa dia ga terkabul ... ga harus muter sampe besok pagi udah ktemu tuhhhh, weeekkkk :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6227325913249919676?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6227325913249919676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6227325913249919676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6227325913249919676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6227325913249919676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/cerita-dari-pgs.html' title='Cerita dari PGS'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8194664783483438115</id><published>2010-10-26T15:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T15:58:23.948+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Way Back Into Love ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need them again someday&lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time&lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but i just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's out there&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not somebody just to get me through the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction&lt;br /&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8194664783483438115?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8194664783483438115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8194664783483438115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8194664783483438115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8194664783483438115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/way-back-into-love.html' title='Way Back Into Love ...'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2375643261433011776</id><published>2010-10-21T13:05:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T18:49:37.418+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Disoriented</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Disoriented&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Disoriented&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Disoriented&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Disoriented&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Disoriented&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6&gt;Disoriented&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti dejavu, kejadian delapan tahun lalu itu kini terbayang-bayang lagi, tepat didepan mata .. mengganggu setiap ruang otak. Memang bukan orang yang sama, tapi dengan tanggal lahir yang sangat serupa, dan beberapa sikap yang mengingatkanku akan masa lalu, membuat kejadian demi kejadian &lt;strike&gt;menyakitkan&lt;/strike&gt; itu makin terlintas. Tuhan lindungi aku .. smoga aku ikhlas jika ini terulang kembali, seperti delapan tahun lalu. Engkau, sungguh tau apa dan siapa yang terbaik untukku ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2375643261433011776?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2375643261433011776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2375643261433011776' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2375643261433011776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2375643261433011776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/disoriented.html' title='Disoriented'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2405139105000294271</id><published>2010-10-20T05:15:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:13:39.852+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Occasion'/><title type='text'>Pesawat Bergoyang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabarnya, Ben Affleck adalah orang yang takut naek pesawat &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(aviophobia)&lt;/span&gt; *trus ngapaa getuu :P sedangkan saya meski phobi ketinggian, ruangan sempit n perairan, tapi biasa saja ketika naek pesawat. Tapi kalo inget saat mengalami turbulens udara -meski ringan- pasti bikin parnoan juga buat terbang pake pesawat lagi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita soal 'jiggle' pertama saya ketika dalam perjalanan pulang dari Kairo ke Jakarta, kalo ga salah tahun 2005. Saat itu saya barengan ama istri dari salah satu staf KBRI beserta anak2nya. Jadi kita berlima ada 2 orang dewasa n 3 anak kecil (Halah, Nada n Syifa), cewek smua .. ajaibbbnya, di cabin mulai dari kuwait menuju jakarta isinyapun 90% cewek indonesa smua :D rata-rata adalah para tenaga kerja wanita yang -entah- liburan, dipulangkan paksa oleh majikan (baca: diusir), ato kabur, ato masa kerjanya udah habis. Tapi cirinya tetep sama, mereka suka heboh dan jejeritan baik di bandara ato didalam cabin wmuhehehhehe ... ada yang minta poto sama pramugari sampe ditarik sana-sini, ada yang ribet tukeran tempat duduk, cerita-cerita dengan suara kenceng, otak-atik remote, tapi ada juga yang duduk anteng .. sedang pake minyak angin!!! aaaaah itu knapa minyak tawon, balsem n kayu putih baunya campuraduk ga karuan .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penerbangan dari Kuwait lancar, sampe akhirnya tiba diatas perairan colombo. Karna perjalanan malam hari, cuaca sering ga bagus dan timbulah goncangan2 yang menyakitkan hati dan bikin senewen. At first, it wasnt a big deal meski agak kaget juga karna pas pulang tahun2 sbelomnya ga pernah goncang-goncang amat. Sampe pada akhirnya, Halah yang berada di sebelah memegang tangan saya, lebih tepatnya mencengkeram, kencengggg banged saking takutnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tante, pesawatnya mo jatuhhh!!! .." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mengernyitkan dahi, menelan ludah, jatuuhhh?? gosh .. yang tadinya ga kepikiran jadinya malah otak ini mikir ga karuan, detak jantung ga beraturan dengan kecepatan yang ga jelas. Saya dengan -mencoba- sok tenang meyakinkan bahwa kita baek-baek saja, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mafisy musykila ya habibty&lt;/span&gt; ... padahal dalam hati perasaan ini udah kalut, sambil komat-kamit baca istighfar n ngebayangin yang engga-engga. Kalo pesawat ini jatuh, berarti jatuhnya diatas laut, saya kan ga bisa berenang aaaaaaarghh, lalu coba inget2 gimana cara pake pelampung kayak yang diperagain mbak-mbak pramugari diawal penerbangan, tapi ahhh gimana kalo airnya sedingin di atlantic itu, saya pasti mati kakuuuu nungguin tim penyelamat kayak si Jack n Rose di film Titanic, gggrrrrhhhh ... Saya pun memandang ke bu Tuti yang sedang memeluk Nada n Syifa, kita berpandangan dengan wajah yang sangat pias .. dan coba saling lempar senyum dengan pahit ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tante, beneran ni kita mo jatohhh!! kita mo jatoh ..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lutut saya makin lemas, duh lama banged ni pesawat goncang-goncang, rasanya kayak naik mobil yang aspalnya itu berlobang parah dan penuh polisi tidur. Lalu ada pengumuman dari cabin crew bahwa penerbangan kurang nyaman karna cuaca sedang tidak baik .. pramugara n  pramugari berkeliling bilang fasten your belt ..fasten your belt .. kita pun ga brenti komat-kamit, bahkan kalo ada goncangan sedikit kenceng getu pasti semacam ada paduan suara baca istighfar .. para tenagakerjawanita yang tadinya pada heboh juga diem tanpa suara, bau-bauan minyak angin makin menyengat .. dan makin mulassss perut ini, kepala pusing, muka pucat, seluruh sendi lemas .. beberapa kali saya liat ke screen mungil didepan kursi, yang menunjukkan peta arah pesawat.. n di layar yang tampak hanya warna biru which is tandanya masi diatas lautan, dengan garis putih yang menunjukkan keberadaan pesawat, massi jauuuh :( :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama beberapa jam kita dibuat dagdigdug, senam jantung n mati gaya. Sampe ketika lampu udah nyala tanda sabuk pengaman boleh dilepas, banyak yang berebutan ke toilet .. ooowwhhh what a day!!! langsung perjalanan setelahnya, bahkan pas mendarat di Changi pun ga kerasa karna tidur pules hasil 'begadang gila' semaleman :D Dan untung juga karna goncangan yang kita alami ini ga parah-parah banged, ga sampe bikin para penumpang tersungkur (kecuali yang lagi nekat jalan-jalan di cabin) ato terpelanting dari kursi nabrak pramugari karna ga pake sabuk pengaman wwikikikikik ...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo soal pesawat yang goyang-goyang keterpa angin, saya pernah alami juga pas naek &lt;strike&gt;perkutut&lt;/strike&gt; merpati airways dari jakarta ke semarang, skitar tahun 2003. Pesawatnya kecil kayak ada di dalem bus, jadi pas ada di atas rasanya pesawat ga bisa stabil, bikin penerbangan satu jam jadi berasa satu tahun, ga ennak bangeddd, kayak naik roller coaster tanpa rail. Stelahnya saya mengikrarkan diri ga mau naik pesawat -domestic- apapun kecuali si garuda .. *dan doa saya terkabul karna tahun berikutnya saya naikin juga si garuda dari semarang ke jakarta hihihi :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2405139105000294271?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2405139105000294271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2405139105000294271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2405139105000294271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2405139105000294271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/pesawat-bergoyang.html' title='Pesawat Bergoyang'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-5599375067187908656</id><published>2010-10-19T11:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T12:09:32.752+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Sweetest Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You : do You love me too sweety?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I don't know .. let me think about it&lt;br /&gt;You : will You spend the rest of your life with Me?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I don't know .. but it could be sumthin like that&lt;br /&gt;You : why are U always answering I don't know?? means?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I don't know, too. mmm..maybe bcause my head full of I-dont-know things :D&lt;br /&gt;You : ohhh *OMG-ing* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Love me when I less deserve it ..coz thats when I really need it, darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-5599375067187908656?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5599375067187908656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=5599375067187908656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5599375067187908656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/5599375067187908656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweetest-thing.html' title='Sweetest Thing'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7343378504279837312</id><published>2010-10-18T06:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T06:47:13.086+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>a bit Happieeeeh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi senang, lagi senang, lagi senang whihihih ... tiket buat 'kesana' dan 'kesitu' udah dapet, trus tinggal ngurus KTP n NPWP yang hilang biar bisa free fiskal :D happiiiiiiiiiiiieee .. smoga ga ada halangan, amin amiiiin .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi malem mimpi jalan-jalan ke Karimunjawa, heeee??? gara-gara sbelomnya lagi ngobrol-ngobrol ama adek ngajakin ke Bali akhir tahun ini. Dan pembicaraan jadi kemana-mana sampe finally ngomongin karimunjawa. Daripada ke Bali, mending ke Karimunjawa ajjjaa .. dan kita browsing-browsing lah soal transportasi n penginapan. Yang murah banyakkk jugahh, n transport ksana juga ga mahal-mahal amat. Tapi ngebayangin nyebrangin laut berjam-jam bikin perut mulleeessss .. gimana ya cara sampe sana tanpa harus ngelewatin lautan, naek heli duit darimana ya :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7343378504279837312?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7343378504279837312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7343378504279837312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7343378504279837312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7343378504279837312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/bit-happieeeeh.html' title='a bit Happieeeeh'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-4500214357666622470</id><published>2010-10-14T06:19:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T06:44:10.040+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LongJurney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Sate Kerbau I'm In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarrraaaaaaaaa..... finally saya bisa makan sate kerbauu lagi whihihihi *jingkrak-jingkrak. Meski rasanya lebih enak yang pernah saya beli di jepara di deretan ruko SCJ itu.. Well, ini menurut pendapat saya looooh :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sate kerbau ini dijamin empuk karna dagingnya udah diolah..diberi semacam bumbu-bumbu yang 'kayaknya' sih ada ketumbar, cardamon (kapulaga) en cumin (jinten) which is remind me a lot to egyptian spices, karna cardamon en cumin ini merupakan salah satu kitchen essential di dapur-dapur timur-tengah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang bikin sate kerbau ini beda juga karna sambalnya yang terbuat dari bahan2 yang salah satu komposisinya adalah blenduk, semacam kelapa yang disangrai hingga mengeluarkan minyak, bukan dari kacang sperti sate ayam ato sapi pada umumnya, jadi rasanya gurih rih rih :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunjungan saya ke Kudus ini adalah yang kedua, daaaaaan kali ini saya naik bus and I [almost] get lost .. pfftt, untunglah saya tidak malu bertanya, jadi ga mungkin tersesat wheihehehe..selain, pengalaman kesasar udah sering banged waktu di Kairo so lebih siap ngadepinnya donk. Dari terminal, saya langsung menuju ke arah dersalam, tak jauh dari Kampung Kopi Banaran area Kudus n UMK, lalu malamnya bersantap ria dengan sate kerbauuu *jingkrak-jingkrak sekali lagihhh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paginya niat banged pengen berburu soto kerbau ato lentog. Dari dersalam ke kliwon, muter-muter ga nemu warung yang jual dua menu diatas, ada sih warung kakilima soto kerbau, tapi kok ga ada yang beliii, aaihhh Nooo..karna mnurut saya ciri-ciri warung yang enak itu biasanya dikerubutin pembeli. Mo masuk, takuttt, takuttt dimahalin harganya trus rasa ga karuan :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naek angkot lagi, dari kliwon ke bunderan -alunalun- berharap ada penjual soto kerbau or lentog, en lagi-lagi ga nemuuu -ato saya yang ga tau- padahal udah lapaarrr..finally membelokkan diri ke KFC -whoahhaaha yaoloh- tapi malang bener ternyata mas-masnya yang lagi ngepel bilang "mba, maaf belom buka ..." aaaargh I was starving to death &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu naek angkot lagi, liat tugu identitas bentar, ditawarin masuk tapi males, ga ahhh, saya kan udah pernah ke menara kudus. Lalu ke matahari ... masuk market, bingung, en I finally end up beli cake n yoghurt mwuhehehhee. Stelahnya langsung mnuju terminal en cari bus lagi ke semarang :D mo beli jenang mubarok pun ga jadi *karna saya sangat ga suka jenang hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time pengen ke Kudus lagiiiiiiii, belom puas makan sate kerbau-nya, en belom ngerasain soto kerbau-nya hihihi ...Kudus, await my return ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TLaGCSrz3hI/AAAAAAAAA7U/YDLdimCjw0I/s1600/PA100004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TLaGCSrz3hI/AAAAAAAAA7U/YDLdimCjw0I/s400/PA100004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527752966577315346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TLaGCJZskJI/AAAAAAAAA7M/jt3UhjC-v10/s1600/PA090003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TLaGCJZskJI/AAAAAAAAA7M/jt3UhjC-v10/s400/PA090003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527752964085420178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-4500214357666622470?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4500214357666622470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=4500214357666622470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4500214357666622470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/4500214357666622470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/sate-kerbau-im-in-love.html' title='Sate Kerbau I&apos;m In Love'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TLaGCSrz3hI/AAAAAAAAA7U/YDLdimCjw0I/s72-c/PA100004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-6546008361992230024</id><published>2010-10-11T09:45:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T14:04:09.572+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>Feeling Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TLL8dY2XAWI/AAAAAAAAA7E/H3F8ASqB17Q/s1600/picasso-femme-en-pleurs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TLL8dY2XAWI/AAAAAAAAA7E/H3F8ASqB17Q/s400/picasso-femme-en-pleurs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526757274553876834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Engkau yang mendatangkan rasa ini Ya Allah ...&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang aku serahkan semua pada-MU ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Painting by Pablo Picasso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-6546008361992230024?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6546008361992230024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=6546008361992230024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6546008361992230024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/6546008361992230024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/feeling-blue.html' title='Feeling Blue'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TLL8dY2XAWI/AAAAAAAAA7E/H3F8ASqB17Q/s72-c/picasso-femme-en-pleurs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-8178786150657443548</id><published>2010-10-09T14:01:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T14:05:20.612+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Aku Bukan Nensi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore-sore, ada pria tanggung -lumayan muda- n bermata agak sipit, masuk ke toko ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sore Mbak Nensi ... gimana mba kabar hari ini?? " si mas bertanya sambil menyodorkan botol kecil pembersih kaca n aluminium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Owh baek Mas..tapi maaf nama saya bukan Nensi.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ini ada pembersih, bisa buat mbersihin apa aja mulai dari kaca, aluminium dll, Mbak Nensi bisa coba ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Engga dulu deh Mas.. " tersenyum manis sambil ngebatin, namaku kan bukan Nensi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diliat dulu Mbak Nensi, bagus barange n itu nanti bisa juga buat mbersihin hanger n rak baju lho mba.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulai bete!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maaf Mas enggak dulu deh kayaknya, masi ada pembersih disini. Dan nama saya bukan Nensiiii...nama saya ...." belom slese ngomong dah dipotong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O ndak papa nek ndak beli dulu, Mbak Nensi bisa coba aja sapa tau laen kali butuh, tak coba'e ya mba..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GAAAA....GA USAHHHHHHHHHH MASSSSSSSSS...DAN NAMA SAYA BUKAN NENSIIIII" rrrrrrrggggghhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas-mas itu langsung kabur, tanpa tau namaku...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-8178786150657443548?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8178786150657443548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=8178786150657443548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8178786150657443548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/8178786150657443548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/aku-bukan-nensi.html' title='Aku Bukan Nensi'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-2813142963314253095</id><published>2010-10-08T11:07:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T11:35:21.893+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IsengIsenk'/><title type='text'>Photograph-ing Like a Pro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I super love to photograph what I cook n what I eat. There's nothing more relaxing -and making you smile the whole day- than knowing your food picture is looking as good as its taste. Sometime, am just sitting alone looking at my lappy, adoring some food picture I've just taken. I even dreaming to have a good quality DSLR camera so I could photograph them mooore and mooore better, although using pocket camera is good enough if we know how the technical is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are few of my food picture I took with my only 6.0 megapixels camera *sigh ... pssstt, I've been busy lately comparing 2 or 3 cameras I really want to buy by the end of this year, Inshalla ... :) It's not DSLR but I bet my food picture will much more look like a pro hihi :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristic of these picts are almost the same, it's focused only to the food itself. Again, with only 6.0 megapixels You can't expect very sharp n good result..thats why I'd prefer to photograph them outdoor and when its still sunny ..but over-lighting is not good, too :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all you need is experience and first thing first, love what you're doing so your intuition will work out well *grin .. being amateur food photographer is fun ..soo much fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*poto-potonya jangan diketawain pleeessss, poto-poto laennya ada di &lt;a href="http://situkangmasak.blogspot.com"&gt;Dapur Saya&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7ialI8-eI/AAAAAAAAA6k/M7ExxK3QRtI/s1600/4821_88993739229_714379229_1946926_7709852_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7ialI8-eI/AAAAAAAAA6k/M7ExxK3QRtI/s400/4821_88993739229_714379229_1946926_7709852_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525602739104315874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hPqKgusI/AAAAAAAAA6U/3do6PSDBYak/s1600/P7050017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hPqKgusI/AAAAAAAAA6U/3do6PSDBYak/s400/P7050017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525601451962841794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hPV-x1VI/AAAAAAAAA6M/D0m6xPt15Gw/s1600/P4240003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hPV-x1VI/AAAAAAAAA6M/D0m6xPt15Gw/s400/P4240003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525601446544921938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hPDCDaXI/AAAAAAAAA6E/uPpCQPPlDFw/s1600/P8170004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hPDCDaXI/AAAAAAAAA6E/uPpCQPPlDFw/s400/P8170004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525601441458383218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hO9PrZiI/AAAAAAAAA58/V31tWbub_NU/s1600/P8230005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hO9PrZiI/AAAAAAAAA58/V31tWbub_NU/s400/P8230005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525601439904917026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hO8kw4gI/AAAAAAAAA50/GKblMCa99lw/s1600/puding+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7hO8kw4gI/AAAAAAAAA50/GKblMCa99lw/s400/puding+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525601439724921346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-2813142963314253095?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2813142963314253095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=2813142963314253095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2813142963314253095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/2813142963314253095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/photograph-ing-like-pro.html' title='Photograph-ing Like a Pro'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TK7ialI8-eI/AAAAAAAAA6k/M7ExxK3QRtI/s72-c/4821_88993739229_714379229_1946926_7709852_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-634066536516619222</id><published>2010-10-06T18:43:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T19:13:41.475+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Tipe Pembeli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKyrqob4SwI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Y02mFo0xldU/s1600/28914_112433628798446_100000954293527_66802_222593_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 361px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKyrqob4SwI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Y02mFo0xldU/s400/28914_112433628798446_100000954293527_66802_222593_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524979591773965058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;A customer is the most important visitor on our premises, he is not dependent on us. We are dependent on him. He is not an interruption in our work. He is the purpose of it. He is not an outsider in our business. He is part of it. We are not doing him a favor by serving him. He is doing us a favor by giving us an opportunity to do so. &lt;br /&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bicara mengenai customer, saya ada beberapa pengalaman pribadi selama membuka toko baju. Dan saya sangat percaya jika mereka -para pembeli- adalah aset utama yang perlu kita jaga, kita hargai n kita perlakukan dengan baik. We serve them just the way we want to be served howkeeyh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah menimbang-nimbang *tssaaahhh, I classified them ke beberapa tipe whiehiehie...mari intip 'kelakukan' customer-customer tertjinta sayahh ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- Tipe Penurut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang-orang yang bertipe seperti ini biasanya paling disukai sama penjual whihihhi yaeyalahhh...secara ga ribet. Mreka masuk toko, liat-liat, coba baju trus langsung taroh dimeja untuk dibayar. Ga ngedumel masalah harga, ga pake nawar, ga rewel... love them ehehehe. Jika menemui pembeli seperti ini, jaga hubungan baik dengan mereka, mengerti n paham apa yang menjadi keinginan mereka ... sesekali, beri mereka diskon harga karna sudah menjadi pelanggan... jadi akan slalu datang dan datang lagi :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;A satisfied customer is the best business strategy of all. Michael Leboeuf&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- Tipe Penawar Tangguh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini nihhhh 'musuh besar' penjual..kadang juga saya di toko sering kesssseeellll karna ngeladenin pembeli yang kekeuh banged nawarnya. Duuuh dibilang harga pas tetep aja nawar, yesss I mean nawar, bukan minta diskon getu ya..jadi mreka slalu ngomong stengah harganya..ampuuun ini kan bukan di pasar, jadi brasa bakul cabe kalo lagi gini, gara-gara uang beberapa ribu sampe alot-alotan wmuahaihihihi.... n tetepppp, saya selalu menjawab dengan kekeuh pulakk..maaf mba/bu, ga bisaa (sambil terus melebarkan bibir kekanan 2cm kekiri 2cm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kualatttt, dulu waktu di kairo saya sering banged berdebat sengit dengan para penjual majalah n buku bekas di attaba flea market, gara-garanya kadang cuman minta diturunin harga 1pound aja. Pokoknya nawar sampe titik darah penghabisan... en ammu2 penjual itu sampe do'ooooh capeee...enti bittafsil alattuuul zay masriyyiiin wikikikikik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Right or wrong, the customer is always right. Marshall Field&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- Tipe Peragu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah milih, dicoba, taroh meja mau dibayar..tapi tiba-tiba dipegang-pegang lagi, mikir-mikir lagi...cocok ga yahh.. kadang dicoba lagi, diamat-amati lagi...duuuh jadi ga yahhh hihihi si pembeli bingung :D&lt;br /&gt;Kalo ada pembeli seperti ini, harus pinter-pinter penjual meyakinkan bahwa dia ga salah udah memilih barang yang dia mau..tapi tetep, kita musti jujur dengan pendapat kita. Misal, ada orang yang badannya subur tapi dia milih baju yang dia suka banged, sayangnya pas dipake too fitted. Kadang ada pembeli yang pengen aja beli, ato kadang minta pendapat..gimana yah mba enaknya...nahh disini kita musti jujur pada pembeli, mungkin dengan suggest dia buat milih baju yang laen yang lebih pas.. intinya jangan sampai nge-force dia dengan kata2 yang manis meski aslinya ga cocok...prinsip yang penting laku is BIIG wrong..! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penting juga, be honest dengan barang-barang yang kita jual. Kalo pas ternyata barang yang dimau pembeli ada yang sobek, ato ada noda ato kancing copot, sedangkan pembeli ga teliti...so kita sbagai penjual musti bilang terus terang biar pembeli ga kcewa. Word of mouth marketing itu penting bangeeed, kita ga mau kan pembeli itu kasih feedback yang buruk... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;This may seem simple, but you need to give customers what they want, not what you think they want. And, if you do this, people will keep coming back. John Ilhan&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- Tipe Rewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pembeli rewel mungkin ada dimana-mana, ga di toko kecil ato toko sebesar apapun..dan bisa jadi kita adalah salah satu bagian dari tipe ini :D ciri-ciri yang umum, kadang udah milih satu baju, udah dicoba..trus tanya, mba ini ga ada warna laen yahhh, ato mba..ini yang model lengan agak panjang, trus kerut di lengannya agak banyak, trus bla bla bla... ato malah kadang tanya, mba..ini bajunya yang laennya ga ada ya, ato mba..baju yang disimpen didalem ada ga... whiehihiehie... n bisa dipastikan, pembeli seperti ini jarang yang beli, mreka biasanya nanya-nanya barang ato model yang ga ada cuman buat excuse kalo mreka ga jadi beli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenis rewel selanjutnya, pembeli yang seneng banged mencari-cari 'kecacatan' baju. Tar tau-tau bilang..ihh mba liat deh, resletingnya agak seret nihh *kita punya minyaknya ko :D, ato mba gimana nihh, ada benang yang keluar... *aaah mbaaa itu kan bisa digunting tho yaaa.. Biasanya mereka cari-cari getu biar harganya bisa dikurangi... mbaa..kan gini nihh bajunya, dikurangin donk harganya, gapapa kan..whihihi, aaah pembeli bisssaaa ajjjaaahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menghadapi pembeli seperti ini, kalo kita ikutan ngotot juga, alih-alih beli, tar dikira ngajak perang sodara :D bisa jadi, pembeli seperti ini menginginkan baju yang kita jual tapi uangnya kurang, atau bermaksud ingin menawar/minta diskon lebih ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;In the end, the customer doesn't know, or care, if you are small or large as an organisation.. she or he only focuses on the garment hanging on the rail in the store. Giorgio Armani&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-634066536516619222?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/634066536516619222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=634066536516619222' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/634066536516619222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/634066536516619222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/tipe-pembeli.html' title='Tipe Pembeli'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKyrqob4SwI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Y02mFo0xldU/s72-c/28914_112433628798446_100000954293527_66802_222593_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7767376653122204943</id><published>2010-10-05T14:48:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:10:59.492+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semarang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culinary'/><title type='text'>Kafe Pelangi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;The important thing is that our day-to-day life should be meaningful, that our attitude should be positive, happy and warm *Dalai Lama*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari ini segalanya sedang tidak berjalan dengan baik. Mood sering berubah, sama kayak cuaca yang kadang panassss banged, hujan biasa sampe hujan super deressss... I feel stuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada hal yang cukup bikin terkejut..well, sebenernya udah ngira juga, kalo ada sesuatu yang kurang beres dengan perut ini. Dan yaaaaaa benaaaarrrrrrrrrrr *histeris ...seorang yang sangat pintar dalam mengobati orang (baca; shinse) mengatakan kalo perut saya ini selain infeksi ususnya, letaknya juga ga beres, morat-marit, perlu dibenahi... entahlah, bingung juga menerjemahkan kata2 beliau. Maksudnya letak usus berpindah ke ginjal, n ginjal naek ke liver getoo?? tapi akhirnya saya cukup menyadari, mungkin ini sebab selama bertahun2 saya ga bisa tidur miring, ga bisa tengkurap, kadang tiba-tiba muntah, tiba-tiba diare, n selalu ada rasa aneh di perut kiri...ternyata ada yang salah letak, I mean..bergeser...mmm, begitulah..berasa aneh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah sekian berita soal kesehatan :D lanjutkan cerita soal wiken kemaren sajahh dahh. So, we went to Pelangi Cafe last sunday..karna hujan juga ga brenti-brenti, so we end up to spend the night at this place..suasananya hangat n cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas pertama dateng dulu -its my third visit- aku pikir tempetnya yang cheerful, penuh warna pelangi getu, sesuei dengan namanya :D kan kalo di Kairo ada Rainforest cafe itu bener2 menggambarkan suasana hutan..jadi aku pikir ketika terlintas nama pelangi, adalah bayangan cafe yang berwarna-warni merah kuning ijo whehehe...tar malah dikira playgroup donk aaahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafe ini ada indoor n outdoor area-nya. Karna malem itu hujan, n kita lebih pilih yang zona non-smoking jadinya didalem aja. Sbenernya ga ada yang spesial, interiornya minimalis, ada beberapa sofa maroon di bagian kiri ruangan, n kursi2 serta meja bernuansa coklat n woody. Di dinding dipasang beberapa lukisan artsy n beberapa kaca. Di salah satu sudut ditempel flatscreen yang muter lagu2 berirama lembut...lampunya juga temaram, jadi suasananya bener2 cozy n warm :) Dari dalem cafe kita juga bisa bisa ngeliat ke area outdoor n mini pond karna 'hanya' dibatasi oleh kaca massive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malem itu kita pesen nasi goreng terasi, brownies, eliana ice cream n cappuccino with chocolate truffle ice cream yang harganya berkisar antara 10ribu-20ribu. Menu-menu laen yang ada di kafe ini beragam, ada ice cream, gelato, coffee, aneka nasi n steak. Ada juga brownies n cheese chiffon cake yang jadi andalan kafe ini..beberapa kali juga dapet bingkisan dari ngaji ato acara aqiqah di komplek, ehhh dikasi sekotak cheese chiffon cake-nya pelangi whiheiheihei...harganya per-cake berkisar antara 25rb-45rb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelangi Cafe letaknya ga jauh dari kampus UNDIP n BPLP, juga RS.Roemani, tepatnya di jalan singosari raya 45 ... di daerah sini juga ada beberapa kafe n tempet nongkrong yang selalu rame tiap malem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come..come to this place, ajak-ajak yaaahhhhh *grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKshyzSY5nI/AAAAAAAAA48/X0j9sCCHxW4/s1600/P9230001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKshyzSY5nI/AAAAAAAAA48/X0j9sCCHxW4/s400/P9230001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524546524544558706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKsgu82X0OI/AAAAAAAAA40/WSNH2KlDU_A/s1600/P9230010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKsguuAYBQI/AAAAAAAAA4k/EgE28h7GPVo/s400/P9230005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524545354895721730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKsguR9KVTI/AAAAAAAAA4c/kXdUSVjdv-E/s1600/makanan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKsguR9KVTI/AAAAAAAAA4c/kXdUSVjdv-E/s400/makanan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524545347366049074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7767376653122204943?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7767376653122204943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7767376653122204943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7767376653122204943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7767376653122204943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/kafe-pelangi.html' title='Kafe Pelangi'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kNp04ngFM3c/TKshyzSY5nI/AAAAAAAAA48/X0j9sCCHxW4/s72-c/P9230001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-7421538068838373967</id><published>2010-10-02T17:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T18:14:07.587+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FromHeart'/><title type='text'>...am not perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my life goes, I sometime feel ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;br /&gt;Horrible&lt;br /&gt;Blessed&lt;br /&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;Gifted&lt;br /&gt;wanna Cry&lt;br /&gt;Sad&lt;br /&gt;Live in agony&lt;br /&gt;gloomy&lt;br /&gt;talented&lt;br /&gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;lucky&lt;br /&gt;complicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And am quite understand I can't be selfish to always ask for a perfect life. I know nothing is ever perfect in this old world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things I should ask for my everyday life is to be the way I am, to always be sincere n be grateful for what I get in life and for what I cannot achieve. That's what we call normal life, rite?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not about how good I am, It is about how good I wanna be..because God knows what's best for me...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why am feeling soooo unhappy tonight ... and yet the reason is still unknown :(( feels like something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;Things are not always going the way we want them to be, I know for sure. But, still am not happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-7421538068838373967?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7421538068838373967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=7421538068838373967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7421538068838373967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/7421538068838373967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/am-not-perfect.html' title='...am not perfect'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18712738.post-3644818343682305963</id><published>2010-10-01T18:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T18:34:01.470+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>ahhh pengemis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Beggars should be entirely abolished! Truly, it is annoying to give to them and annoying not to give to them"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya kadang merasakan hal persis seperti kata-kata nietzsche diatas. Ada pengemis, lebih banyak rasa curiga daripada empatinya. Ga mau ngasi rasanya gimana, ngasi juga rasanya gimana..karna skarang kebanyakan pengemis adalah para orang-orang yang cacat -seringnya purapura cacat- dan ada juga para pengemis yang terorganisir. Jadi, setiap pagi mereka di drop di suatu tempat dimana mereka akan mengemis, lalu dijemput pada malam harinya. Well, hal terakhir ini saya pernah melihat dengan mata kepala sendiri. Didepan mall Ciputra, jam 10 malem, nenek-nenek yang baru aja saya kasih uang dijemput oleh seorang wanita -yang pakeannya rapi ga compangcamping- lalu menuntun nenek tersebut dan....dimasukkan dalam mobil!!!! ooohhhh haaaaaaaaaayyy...sejak kapan pengemis diantar jemput pake mobil??? owwhh, dan saya pun mengumpat dalam hati, for not saying menyesal karna udah ngasi uang seribuan ke si nenek tadi.. ahhhh kau Nek!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan yang cacat, banyak cerita kalo mereka ternyata boongan *rahasia umumlah ini. Kebanyakan para pengemis 'cacat' itu melakukan aksi di pasar, traffic light n tempat-tempat keramaian. Cirinya khas, jalan ala suster ngesot, merengek-rengek dengan kaki menganga penuh luka n dikerubutin lalatttt, pufffttt..bahkan di pasar-pasar banyak dari mereka yang datang lalu bercerita soal keluarga, soal penyakit parah yang dideritanya, atau soal kesulitan dia mencari pekerjaan, sampai pada titik dimana dia meminta bantuan berupa uang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang tragis, banyak dari ibu-ibu justru memanfaatkan anaknya yang kadang masih balita untuk diajak mengemis. Semakin merana kondisi sang anak, semakin tinggi harapan sang ibu untuk dikasihani. Tak jarang mereka duduk di pinggiran toko yang panas menyengat, padahal di tempat yang lebih teduh banyak, so karna kondisi panas maka menangislah si anak, dan sang ibu berharap penuh siapa yang melihat akan sangat iba, dan pastilah....memberi uang recehan atau lembaran... ooowh apa ga kasihan kau pada anakmu, Buuu!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak membenci para pengemis itu, meski saya sangat berharap mereka-mereka yang -aslinya bukan pengemis- seharusnya bisa mengerjakan hal lain selain mengemis, bukankah lebih baik?? mengemis bukanlah pekerjaan... menjadi seorang kuli pastinya lebih mulia daripada hanya 'sekedar' menengadahkan tangan meminta belas kasihan. Well, tangan diatas memang lebih baik daripada tangan dibawah kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah SAW bersabda : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qabishah bin Mukhariq al Hilal ra berkata: “aku pernah memikul tanggungan berat (diluar kemampuan), lalu aku datang kepada Rasulullah saw untuk mengadukan hal itu. Kemudian beliau bersabda: “Tunggulah sampai ada sedekah yang datang kepada kami lalu kami perintahkan agar sedekah itu diberikan kepadamu”. Setelah itu beliau bersabda: Hai Qabishah, sesungguhnya meminta-minta itu tidak boleh kecuali bagi salah satu dari tiga golongan, yaitu :&lt;br /&gt;(1) orang yang memikul beban tanggungan yang berat/hutang (diluar kemampuannya), maka dia boleh meminta-minta sehingga setelah cukup lalu berhenti, tidak meminta-minta lagi. &lt;br /&gt;(2) Orang yang yang tertimpa musibah yang menghabiskan hartanya, maka dia boleh meminta sampai dia mendapatkan sekadar kebutuhan hidupnya. &lt;br /&gt;(3) Orang yang tertimpa kemiskinan sehingga tiga orang yang sehat pikirannya dari kaumnya menganggapnya benar-benar miskin, maka dia boleh meminta sampai dia memperoleh sekadar kebutuhan hidupnya/sandaran hidup. &lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan selain dari tiga golongan tersebut hai Qabishah, maka meminta-minta itu haram yang hasilnya bila dimakan juga juga haram &lt;br /&gt;(HR. Muslim).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KELUHAN : Ahhh negaraku, kau bilang dalam undang-undang dasarmu, fakir miskin dan anak-anak terlantar akan kau pelihara. Tapi.. kenapa kau biarkan mereka mengemis??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18712738-3644818343682305963?l=astimaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3644818343682305963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18712738&amp;postID=3644818343682305963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3644818343682305963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18712738/posts/default/3644818343682305963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astimaya.blogspot.com/2010/10/ahhh-pengemis.html' title='ahhh pengemis'/><author><name>Mae asti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02762369747748705308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e213/astimaya/IMG_0838copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
