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tau&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ketemu kamu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ngelarin satu buku fiksi super keren&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disapa 'selamat pagi' atau 'selamat malam' dari kamu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;makan makanan enak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nostalgia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ketika tiba-tiba kamu meluk saya dari belakang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ketika kamu nyium dahi saya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nari-nari di bawah hujan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nyanyi lagu apapun keras-keras sama temen, abis itu ketawa bareng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;masa-masa SMA (ya, sekarang)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bisa ketemu (dan sukur-sukur ngobrol) sama idola saya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kumpul sama orang-orang yang disayangi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-5005132974245232549?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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text-align: center;"&gt;ini saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;kata pacar saya, saya mirip panda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DI MANA MIRIPNYA COBA?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-8396763254594359793?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8396763254594359793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/07/panda-dan-saya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7521804212411739045</id><published>2011-07-13T16:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T16:39:14.599+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;udah berapa lama yah saya gak nulis-nulis lagi di blog?&lt;br /&gt;harap dimaklumi, selama beberapa minggu belakangan ini otak saya emang lagi susah dipake buat mikir kreatif. tiba-tiba tumpul, tiba-tiba kering. mungkin lupa ditambahin pelumas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang tanggal 13 juli 2011. saya baru aja menjalani 3 hari pertama jadi senior di SMA. rasanya, yaaah sama aja sih kayak yang udah-udah. yang bikin beda cuma temen-temen sekelas dan semangat belajar baru yang (mudah-mudahan) bertambah.&lt;br /&gt;terus, dengan naiknya saya ke kelas 12, apa itu yang bikin saya sibuk sampe-sampe ngurusin blog aja ga sempet? nggak juga sih. yang ada saya nganggur selama liburan kemaren :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke, sekian dulu. mudah-mudahan abis ini kemampuan menulis saya balik lagi. amin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7521804212411739045?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7521804212411739045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/07/aftermath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7521804212411739045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7521804212411739045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/07/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2207548601547248006</id><published>2011-05-02T23:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T23:00:04.544+07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is outrageous... and factual.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I am going away from twitter for a while. Reading the responses to the news is mindblowing to me. Celebrating the killing of a person? Acting as if we are innocent and haven't done equally fucked up shit if not even worse? Do you all really believe that we have no part to play in this? I am sickened by what some of you are saying and it makes me sad and angry.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomo Milicevic just posted it on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tomofromearth" target="_blank&amp;quot;"&gt;his twitter account&lt;/a&gt; a few minutes ago, referring to Osama Bin Laden's death (I changed the caps into "normal" case to lower down the tone :p).&lt;br /&gt;Reading it, I couldn't agree more. I mean, sure Osama brought terror to all of you, American citizens. Well maybe even to all of us. But isn't celebrating someone's death a bit... I don't know, cruel? Even more cruel than what he did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if you find this post offensive. I'm just a regular citizen, trying to write my statement. Correct me if I'm wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2207548601547248006?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2207548601547248006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-outrageous-and-factual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2207548601547248006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2207548601547248006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-outrageous-and-factual.html' title='this is outrageous... and factual.'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7797581965941255787</id><published>2011-04-11T21:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:18:03.566+07:00</updated><title type='text'>This! Is! WAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Zcps2fJKuAI?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;setelah sekian lama, akhirnya 30 seconds to mars muncul lagi ke permukaan! :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7797581965941255787?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7797581965941255787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7797581965941255787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7797581965941255787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-war.html' title='This! Is! WAR!'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Zcps2fJKuAI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2003033868953259368</id><published>2011-04-10T22:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:44:34.488+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what if I had never known MGMT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You may have seen me tweeted these, but I'll write the long version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what my life would have been if I had never known MGMT.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what my life would have turned out if I (along with my best buddy, Nunki) had never seen Flash Delirium music video on MTV for the first time, on one September day 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I wouldn't have searched any information about Andrew VanWyngarden on Google.&lt;br /&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't have tried to improve my sketching skill EVER, since Andrew was the first sketch I ever made.&lt;br /&gt;I would have cared less about Beatfest at all and would have&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;probably &lt;/i&gt;gone to Love Garage instead.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have met that *cute* Aksara staff to buy Beatfest ticket (and then swoon over him for days).&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have met new amazing friends on Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have determined to get a scholarship to study abroad... to Wesleyan, specifically.&lt;br /&gt;That handmade bracelet would have stayed in the cabinet forever, since I didn't give it to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have bought Congratulations CD and tought about buying Oracular Spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;I would have NEVER been to Bengkel Night Park because it was too fancy for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have recognize the other three amazing people: Matt, James, and of course Will!&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have tried so hard to win a meet &amp;amp; greet session with them.&lt;br /&gt;I would have spent March 26 at home, watching Psych all day long.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have been partying and dancing and singing out loud with other hundreds people that night.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have tried to improve my photography skill and made a photoblog.&lt;br /&gt;And I would have missed their performance on MTV World Stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, MGMT has changed my life so far. They're now important parts of my life, and I'm very grateful for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2003033868953259368?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2003033868953259368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-if-i-had-never-known-mgmt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2003033868953259368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2003033868953259368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-if-i-had-never-known-mgmt.html' title='what if I had never known MGMT?'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-8452027421590683104</id><published>2011-04-06T23:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:10:57.859+07:00</updated><title type='text'>#PROMOTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gue baru tau kalo account flickr gratisan ada batasan penyimpanan foto. dan kalo mau versi unlimited, syaratnya udah jelas... harus bayar. bayarnya pake dollar, pula. rakyat jelata macem gue mana mampu?&lt;br /&gt;maka oleh dari pada sebab itu, gue punya solusi brilian. gue pun bikin photoblog. isinya khusus memuat foto-foto hasil jepretan sendiri, dengan sedikit sentuhan artistik original (baca: editan photoshop amatiran) dari gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;→ &lt;a href="http://freemefrazes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://freemefrazes.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudi mampir! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-8452027421590683104?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8452027421590683104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/04/promote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8452027421590683104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8452027421590683104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/04/promote.html' title='#PROMOTE'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-4140690281992551804</id><published>2011-04-05T21:33:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:11:57.066+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatfest and stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HALO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnyaaaaa. setelah vakum selama sekian hari (alias males nulis), saya balik lagi ke blog ini. for starter, lemme tell you a bit about Beatfest 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show was &lt;b&gt;freaking awesome.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;selama ini saya belom pernah sangat menikmati konser sampe jogedan sesuka hati ngikutin irama musik, baru kali ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while TWBA made me dance, MGMT hypnotized me the whole time. lagu-lagu mereka, terutama di album congratulations, ngasih saya semacam efek magical touch. ibarat ngedrugs tanpa narkoba gitulah (gimana caranya? cuma MGMT yang bisa!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cF5Inn_9Mbk/TZsZKs8leWI/AAAAAAAAA9o/NkKKzxQEYwo/s400/IMG_2447+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cMNi4S-JxWo/TZsZDOqhEzI/AAAAAAAAA9k/BHp7WpA3gLc/s400/IMG_2430+copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKg16CrZzkg/TZsZXGcdLkI/AAAAAAAAA9s/O5lFUfc7szI/s400/IMG_2542+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rn-r2oGS0OM/TZsZfu8FB0I/AAAAAAAAA9w/bozZ3Xsb1PU/s400/IMG_2553+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QX6oittghUs/TZsY748n5DI/AAAAAAAAA9g/myXfS8x6Pdw/s400/IMG_2590+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan selama ini saya juga belom pernah ke konser indoor yang di dalemnya banyak asep rokok. baru kali ini! :p alhasil saya megap-megap plus dehidrasi selama kurang-lebih 4 jam di dalem ruangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet and greet session went nicely, too. will berman sukses mengalihkan perhatian saya dari andrew hanya dalam waktu 10 detik. 10 detik, sodara-sodara. bayangkan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was march 26. another historical day of my life. berhubung masih kebawa euforia, dengerin weekend wars dulu ah. catch ya later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4140690281992551804?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4140690281992551804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/04/beatfest-and-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4140690281992551804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4140690281992551804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/04/beatfest-and-stuff.html' title='Beatfest and stuff'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cF5Inn_9Mbk/TZsZKs8leWI/AAAAAAAAA9o/NkKKzxQEYwo/s72-c/IMG_2447+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-6156072280299138894</id><published>2011-03-24T11:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T11:38:49.844+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the most heartbreaking scene from HIMYM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/19700000/Barney-Stinson-Legendaddy-barney-stinson-19785882-425-500.jpg" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jerry:&lt;/b&gt; Barney, what is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barney:&lt;/b&gt; This [basketball hoop] is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jerry:&lt;/b&gt; I don't understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barney:&lt;/b&gt; J.J. gets a childhood, a dad, a real family, and &lt;i&gt;a basketball hoop&lt;/i&gt;? No, no, I at least get the hoop. I'm taking it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jerry:&lt;/b&gt; Please, just come down and talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barney:&lt;/b&gt; Why, why should I? You're lame, okay? You're just some lame suburban dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jerry:&lt;/b&gt; Why does that make you so mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barney:&lt;/b&gt; Because if you were going to be some lame suburban dad, why couldn't you have been that for &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-6156072280299138894?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6156072280299138894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/most-heartbreaking-scene-from-himym.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6156072280299138894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6156072280299138894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/most-heartbreaking-scene-from-himym.html' title='the most heartbreaking scene from HIMYM.'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7963252475857734344</id><published>2011-03-23T20:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T20:34:06.168+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Little Thing: Similarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kadang-kadang saya suka lucu sendiri kalo ngeliat dua orang, cewek sama cowok, yang punya banyak kesamaan sifat dan hobi, dan keliatan kompak banget satu sama lain. tapi mereka nggak pacaran. they end up being friends instead. the best ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aneh ya? biasanya kan orang nyari pasangan hidup yang punya banyak kesamaan sama dia. kalo gitu ngapain repot-repot nyari sampe jauh, kalo ternyata orang yang cocok ada di depan mukanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngomong-ngomong, saya nggak lagi ngomongin diri sendiri kok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7963252475857734344?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7963252475857734344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/funny-little-thing-similarity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7963252475857734344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7963252475857734344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/funny-little-thing-similarity.html' title='Funny Little Thing: Similarity'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-949041418708295921</id><published>2011-03-23T14:48:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T15:53:44.466+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 23: BEST DAY OF MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qzZsIPc7x4k/TYmlIXqiDpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/SfuG3uLxWxo/s1600/WIN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qzZsIPc7x4k/TYmlIXqiDpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/SfuG3uLxWxo/s400/WIN.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need I say anything else? I GUESS NOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-949041418708295921?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/949041418708295921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-23-best-day-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/949041418708295921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/949041418708295921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-23-best-day-of-my-life.html' title='Day 23: BEST DAY OF MY LIFE'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qzZsIPc7x4k/TYmlIXqiDpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/SfuG3uLxWxo/s72-c/WIN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3381746588654422769</id><published>2011-03-21T18:14:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T01:00:10.632+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 21: about day 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya, inta dan cynthia berangkat ke konser ulang tahunnya langit musik di epicentrum hari sabtu kemarin. setelah bersusah-payah kabur (atau ngumpet) dari seminar di sekolah, nyungsep plus nabrak ibu-ibu di angkot, dan hampir nyasar di kuningan, kita bertiga nyampe dengan selamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena ada dua stage, saya gak nonton semua artis. saya nonton the self, TOR (iya namanya TOR), the banery, music for sale, andre harihandoyo &amp;amp; sonic people, tika and the dissidents, dan the trees &amp;amp; the wild pastinya. tujuan utama saya emang buat nonton ttatw sih :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vkAEscMbebE/TYct1Cr6x_I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/zYZqQD5MSAI/s400/IMG_2112.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SAnLlD04Cng/TYct76bFw-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/wrZr0pT_pjs/s400/IMG_2152.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--iDkwolvmVw/TYctFJeWPyI/AAAAAAAAA9E/8x5HiOTDTuY/s400/IMG_2240.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oPfO8gpxAwA/TYcwUo1_ggI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/umnjUvL6nnA/s400/IMG_2226.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-87ifvckzy08/TYctRfnrzoI/AAAAAAAAA9M/rzLUMkFAjjs/s400/IMG_2320.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-p_RDiRqkbk4/TYcs_IC1oVI/AAAAAAAAA9A/sU7tczHtkwI/s400/IMG_2339.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya udah nonton performance ttatw beberapa kali. dan sejauh ini, performance mereka di langit musik adalah yang paling keren! belom pernah tuh saya liat iga massardi main gitar sambil tiduran di konser-konser lain. terlalu menghayati kali ya? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, ini adalah salah satu konser terbaik yang pernah saya datengin. selain artisnya, yang bikin saya salut adalah acaranya on time! bener-bener sesuai sama jadwalnya. jarang-jarang kan acara lokal bisa on time kayak gitu :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and t'was saturday. next gig: &lt;b&gt;Beatfest!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3381746588654422769?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3381746588654422769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-21-about-day-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3381746588654422769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3381746588654422769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-21-about-day-19.html' title='Day 21: about day 19'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vkAEscMbebE/TYct1Cr6x_I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/zYZqQD5MSAI/s72-c/IMG_2112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-8710355121420326810</id><published>2011-03-21T01:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T01:18:03.993+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Internet Philosophy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L4FqWyAbC9s/TYZDZB5TakI/AAAAAAAAA88/hjsQQs3-Fz0/s1600/internet+philosophy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-8710355121420326810?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8710355121420326810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/internet-philosophy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8710355121420326810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8710355121420326810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/internet-philosophy.html' title='The Internet Philosophy'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L4FqWyAbC9s/TYZDZB5TakI/AAAAAAAAA88/hjsQQs3-Fz0/s72-c/internet+philosophy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-6494921730357946027</id><published>2011-03-20T17:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:59:34.389+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Oi-_BlBzNqY/TYXd05E5XHI/AAAAAAAAA84/-qaoIdGN5lQ/s400/IMG_2122.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-6494921730357946027?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6494921730357946027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/sneak-peek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6494921730357946027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6494921730357946027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/sneak-peek.html' title='Sneak Peek'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Oi-_BlBzNqY/TYXd05E5XHI/AAAAAAAAA84/-qaoIdGN5lQ/s72-c/IMG_2122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2056828156848435901</id><published>2011-03-19T00:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:47:36.065+07:00</updated><title type='text'>only a week away to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5gTElq80KJM/TYOP5kVzxCI/AAAAAAAAA80/3b7var8pU9g/s1600/BEATFEST.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be singing along with sir VanWyngarden next week! Stoked? YES I AM! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The only problem: I still have no idea where the hell Bengkel Night Park is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2056828156848435901?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2056828156848435901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/only-week-away-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2056828156848435901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2056828156848435901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/only-week-away-to.html' title='only a week away to...'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5gTElq80KJM/TYOP5kVzxCI/AAAAAAAAA80/3b7var8pU9g/s72-c/BEATFEST.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-1866829101560975994</id><published>2011-03-18T16:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T16:51:46.944+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 18: IT'S FRIES DAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hYoK333JjBM/TYMqUoDS5rI/AAAAAAAAA8w/c4EnNyZF37g/s1600/french+fries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;let's have phun and do some partyin' today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1866829101560975994?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1866829101560975994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-18-its-fries-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1866829101560975994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1866829101560975994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-18-its-fries-day.html' title='Day 18: IT&apos;S FRIES DAY!!'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hYoK333JjBM/TYMqUoDS5rI/AAAAAAAAA8w/c4EnNyZF37g/s72-c/french+fries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-1268377015008493668</id><published>2011-03-17T20:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:25:50.676+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 17: a sketch and a bonus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sooo I drew a quick sketch today. just see it through my &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/corkedhead" target="_blank"&gt;flickr page&lt;/a&gt; and laugh all you want... I'm just too embarrassed to post it here. it's a picture of andrew vanwyngarden anyway (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's the bonus I promised:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CD2LRROpph0?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee you, this song will stuck in your head within 5 minutes. or less!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1268377015008493668?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1268377015008493668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-17-sketch-and-bonus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1268377015008493668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1268377015008493668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-17-sketch-and-bonus.html' title='Day 17: a sketch and a bonus'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CD2LRROpph0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7383550265435665567</id><published>2011-03-16T22:05:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:32:45.987+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"What's in a name?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kata shakespeare, nama itu nggak ada artinya. bunga mawar, mau disebut apapun juga, toh wanginya akan tetap sama. kira-kira begitu maksudnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue udah selesai UTS dari hari senin kemaren dooong. hahaha. tapi tetep aja hari ini sampe jumat besok gue masuk sekolah dan &lt;i&gt;kembali belajar seperti biasa&lt;/i&gt;. mumet abis. udah gitu tadi ada pelajaran kewarganegaraan. tambah mumet aja gue.&amp;nbsp;sepertinya gue memang nggak ditakdirkan kuliah di hubungan internasional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, kemaren bokap gue ngambil access card punya gue dan dua temen gue buat konser ulang tahun &lt;a href="http://www.langitmusik.com/" target="_blank"&gt;langit musik&lt;/a&gt;. acaranya emang khusus buat yang kebagian access cardnya aja, dan itu diundi. gue tentu ngerasa keren karena kedapetan jatah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi begitu gue nerima access cardnya... inilah yang gue lihat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VrbGpMsqaNI/TYDPUwOQosI/AAAAAAAAA8U/dsizp25zABI/s320/IMG_2006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadaaaaaa!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CEMAR???!! &lt;/b&gt;apakah nama gue sejenis virus menular sejenis kanker yang bisa menyebar lewat jabat tangan? gue sama sekali nggak paham.&lt;br /&gt;dan bukan cuma gue, dua temen gue juga mengalami hal yang sama. nama cynthia di kartunya jadi cynthi, sementara nama inta berubah jadi intan. sungguh ajaib, sodara-sodara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitu ngeliat kartunya, gue sukses jadi bahan ejekan temen-temen gue seharian. kampret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan itulah, shakespeare, yang menurut lo "sebuah nama itu nggak ada artinya." next time &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;before you write,&amp;nbsp;mr. smartpants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: belakangan ini gue lagi hobi browsing universitas negara-negara eropa (terutama skandinavia--swedia, denmark, norwegia, finlandia) yang punya fakultas film studies berbahasa inggris (dan sukur-sukur biayanya &lt;i&gt;gak mahal-mahal amat&lt;/i&gt;). anyone knows a good one? please let me know. thank you! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7383550265435665567?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7383550265435665567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-in-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7383550265435665567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7383550265435665567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-in-name.html' title='&quot;What&apos;s in a name?&quot;'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VrbGpMsqaNI/TYDPUwOQosI/AAAAAAAAA8U/dsizp25zABI/s72-c/IMG_2006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-5047475429777890507</id><published>2011-03-15T21:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:45:07.610+07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gue tau orang-orang bebas nulis apa aja di blognya, karena emang itu tujuannya blog dibuat. tapi bukan berarti dengan begitu lo bisa curhat seenak jidat lo, dan nyeritain semua hal yang lo alami sampe ke detail-detailnya, yang seharusnya cukup lo (dan Tuhan) aja yang tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inget batasannya juga dong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-5047475429777890507?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/5047475429777890507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/tmi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5047475429777890507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5047475429777890507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/tmi.html' title='TMI'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7605625630012226202</id><published>2011-03-15T20:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:06:44.604+07:00</updated><title type='text'>today's wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stuffnoonetoldme.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lqaKFBsBlVg/TXk1Fy0-h1I/AAAAAAAABaA/ut_U6S03pdY/s400/67.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7605625630012226202?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7605625630012226202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/todays-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7605625630012226202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7605625630012226202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/todays-wisdom.html' title='today&apos;s wisdom'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lqaKFBsBlVg/TXk1Fy0-h1I/AAAAAAAABaA/ut_U6S03pdY/s72-c/67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-1548037981085442245</id><published>2011-03-14T22:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:37:32.923+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the true definition of 'adorable'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qnBH6QDaTOQ/TX4zM3-aKJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/afdZStGpOSw/s400/roday+-+lawson.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James Roday and Maggie Lawson met on 2006 in one of my favorite TV shows&lt;br /&gt;in&amp;nbsp;the whole universe called &lt;i&gt;Psych&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They began dating ever since... and until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're simply the cutest couple on/off screen, don't you think? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1548037981085442245?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1548037981085442245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qnBH6QDaTOQ/TX4zM3-aKJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/afdZStGpOSw/s72-c/roday+-+lawson.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2942674498261456806</id><published>2011-03-14T22:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:09:31.012+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 14: craving for something schweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-i4us4pX8uSU/TX4uHsseVNI/AAAAAAAAA78/YD85NhtZ834/s400/IMG_1999.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Just a tiny pack of bubble gum will brighten up your whole day." — me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, I've finally activated my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/corkedhead" target="_blank"&gt;flickr account&lt;/a&gt; again. go check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2942674498261456806?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2942674498261456806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-14-craving-for-something-schweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2942674498261456806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2942674498261456806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-14-craving-for-something-schweet.html' title='Day 14: craving for something schweet'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-i4us4pX8uSU/TX4uHsseVNI/AAAAAAAAA78/YD85NhtZ834/s72-c/IMG_1999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2650275296625343146</id><published>2011-03-11T21:13:00.017+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T02:11:15.500+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 11: pinky nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BucH3R6JzhQ/TX4rZXwIeDI/AAAAAAAAA74/YtdohgdoLss/s320/IMG_1998.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;I was thinking about polishing my fingernails... but apparently my teachers hate colours&amp;nbsp;too much,&amp;nbsp;especially on fingernails. so&amp;nbsp;I hope toenails are enough.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. ignore my giant feet.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;pps. actually they're NOT giants. camera made it LOOK like giants.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2650275296625343146?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2650275296625343146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-11-pinky-nails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2650275296625343146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2650275296625343146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-11-pinky-nails.html' title='Day 11: pinky nails'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BucH3R6JzhQ/TX4rZXwIeDI/AAAAAAAAA74/YtdohgdoLss/s72-c/IMG_1998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2288573195775917009</id><published>2011-03-10T19:32:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:36:43.830+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 10: words of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"do you know what's more perfect than marrying your own bestfriend? it's marrying someone completely unexpected, someone you'd never thought you would spend the rest of your life with, but still in a good way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and believe me, &lt;b&gt;it's the best thing ever&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2288573195775917009?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2288573195775917009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2288573195775917009'/><link 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both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0SFzohTTZdg/TX4iBNAPHbI/AAAAAAAAA70/EMamL3zBd58/s400/IMG_1996.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;now who wants some?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-530700926106500480?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/530700926106500480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-9-happy-pancake-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/530700926106500480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/530700926106500480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-9-happy-pancake-day.html' title='Day 9: Happy Pancake Day!'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0SFzohTTZdg/TX4iBNAPHbI/AAAAAAAAA70/EMamL3zBd58/s72-c/IMG_1996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3588600661433775302</id><published>2011-03-07T17:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T17:26:49.660+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 7: solving the puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H2mJJvS9fzQ/TXSwX8NL9oI/AAAAAAAAA7w/no8iWmfSFNI/s1600/Crosswords+Puzzle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try it because it's fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3588600661433775302?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3588600661433775302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-7-solving-puzzle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3588600661433775302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3588600661433775302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-7-solving-puzzle.html' title='Day 7: solving the puzzle'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-H2mJJvS9fzQ/TXSwX8NL9oI/AAAAAAAAA7w/no8iWmfSFNI/s72-c/Crosswords+Puzzle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7718878726049840524</id><published>2011-03-06T22:20:00.015+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T18:55:17.142+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 6: perfect sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari minggu ini bisa dibilang sebagai hari minggu paling perfect buat gue. and here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. gue ikutan kebaktian jam 7 pagi sekeluarga.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menurut gue itu bagus, mengingat gue jarang ke kebaktian pagi dan/atau ke gereja dengan keluarga lengkap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. rapat redaksi Hai.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you don't know, gue adalah salah satu reporter santai (baca: gabut) my school page di Hai, majalah paling eksis se-indonesia. gak ada sesuatu yang spesial banget sih, but I laughed a lot and made new friends during the meeting. it was quite fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. they guy radar worked perfectly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selama perjalanan dari kebon jeruk sampe poin square, gue berhasil menemukan sekitar 4 cowok yang menurut gue lumayan cakep. gak penting sih emang, tapi itu udah cukup untuk membuat gue nyengir sendirian kayak orang gila :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. berburu dvd di poin square.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poin square memang surganya pemburu dvd bajakan! gak tanggung-tanggung, gue beli (500) days of summer (karena yang sebelumnya lenyap entah ke mana), inception, the king's speech, dan psych season 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. family gathering.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite unusual that I actually enjoyed that gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, my mom bought me my favorite ice cream! i love how she always gets me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7718878726049840524?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7718878726049840524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-6-perfect-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7718878726049840524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7718878726049840524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-6-perfect-sunday.html' title='Day 6: perfect sunday'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7202704513475511809</id><published>2011-03-05T21:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T21:46:15.012+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 5: extreme makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes! akhirnya gue potong rambut juga, sodara-sodara! gak ada perubahan yang signifikan sih. cuma potong poni doang. dan setelah gue perhatikan, lama-lama gue mirip sama anak-anak gaul jakarta zaman sekarang. tapi yang paling penting, selamat tinggal rambut belah tengah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis dari salon, gue sekeluarga (minus kakak gue) makan di kafe yang masih berlokasi di pamulang juga. di sana gue makan udah kayak orang ngamuk; segala macem makanan berlemak gue abisin di sana. selesai makan, waitressnya nyamperin meja kita dan ngasih 3 puding susu gratisan. cihuy bangetlah pokoknya hari ini :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi sore gue sempet nemuin film pendek ini dari facebook. film buatan lokal, tapi keren banget. judulnya yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="326" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/20466527?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, film-film pendek kayak gini nyarinya di mana ya? ada yang tau?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7202704513475511809?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7202704513475511809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-5-extreme-makeover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7202704513475511809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7202704513475511809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-5-extreme-makeover.html' title='Day 5: &lt;s&gt;extreme&lt;/s&gt; makeover'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2395404942165137882</id><published>2011-03-04T23:25:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T16:11:34.172+07:00</updated><title type='text'>recent anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ada satu hal yang bikin gue cemas belakangan ini.&lt;br /&gt;bukan, bukan UTS. meskipun 3 hari lagi udah mulai UTS, bukan itu yang bikin gue pusing. lagian kayaknya bakalan ajaib juga kalo gue mikirin UTS sampe segitunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang bikin gue cemas adalah konser beatfest yang bakalan digelar 22 hari lagi. MGMT, The Whitest Boy Alive and Sajama Cut in one package bisa dibilang kombinasi yang sangat langka dan cuma bisa terjadi sekali seumur hidup, maka tentu aja gue memutuskan untuk nonton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, waktu gue beli tiketnya di aksara, si staffnya udah ngewanti-wanti gue kalo ini acara yang strict buat 18 taun ke atas. gue mah iya-iya aja waktu itu. gue pikir, palingan itu cuma warning di kertas doang. di indonesia mah semuanya juga bisa dijadiin legal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus kemaren gue surfing ke &lt;a href="http://urbanite.asia/" target="_blank"&gt;website promotornya&lt;/a&gt;, dan gue menemukan informasi yang cukup mengerikan di bagian &lt;a href="http://urbanite.asia/tickets" target="_blank"&gt;ini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please note this is STRICTLY an 18+ (age) event. At the event, there will be no refund if you are turned away for being under age.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buset. udah gak boleh masuk, gak ada refund pula. hamsyiong banget kan uang 325 ribu melayang gitu aja. hal inilah yang membuat gue uring-uringan sampe sekarang. a friend of mine suggested a fake ID, tapi gue gak yakin bokap gue bisa kooperatif kalo urusan begituan :\ susah juga punya orangtua konservatif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jadi apakah yang harus gue lakukan?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;bikin fake ID&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ngaku kalo 26 maret nanti adalah ultah gue yang ke-18&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;begging ke security-nya sambil jerit-jerit histeris (tidak direkomendasikan)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;minta freepass dari Hai (ngarep)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bilang ke security-nya kalo gue cuma punya 2 minggu buat hidup, dan permintaan terakhir gue adalah untuk nonton MGMT secara live&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pasrah aja lenggang kangkung ke bengkel sambil bawa KTP gue yang &lt;i&gt;sebenarnya &lt;/i&gt;(yes, I own a valid ID)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I need your miracle....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2395404942165137882?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2395404942165137882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/recent-anxiety.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2395404942165137882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2395404942165137882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/recent-anxiety.html' title='recent anxiety'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2044795751875324474</id><published>2011-03-04T22:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T22:57:37.242+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 4: currently watching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TSZ0SpVAYY0/TXELf-0mwoI/AAAAAAAAA7s/u0ByQLEpi4c/s400/Eternal+Sunshine+Of+The+Spotless+Mind.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!&lt;br /&gt;The world forgetting, by the world forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!&lt;br /&gt;Each prayer accepted, and each wish resigned."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2044795751875324474?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2044795751875324474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-4-currently-watching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-5689404449812418306</id><published>2011-03-03T17:33:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T17:57:15.329+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 3: another way to enjoy chocolate chip cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zbp2J-_L2Vs/TW9rISF397I/AAAAAAAAA7g/p_4EaP81AOw/s320/IMG_1982.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0N_fyQAlWzY/TW9rjKPC-tI/AAAAAAAAA7k/eg5CEZFKe6U/s320/IMG_1983.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Mcu9umovewE/TW9r5dnhwoI/AAAAAAAAA7o/HFv8h376dOA/s320/IMG_1984.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pfr29RVpOpM/TW9qwu17i_I/AAAAAAAAA7c/MI6I3ft2utw/s320/IMG_1985.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, drink&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;lots&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;of mineral water, if you've already taken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;two cookies&amp;nbsp;before trying on this experiment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-5689404449812418306?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/5689404449812418306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-3-another-way-to-enjoy-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5689404449812418306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5689404449812418306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-3-another-way-to-enjoy-chocolate.html' title='Day 3: another way to enjoy chocolate chip cookies'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zbp2J-_L2Vs/TW9rISF397I/AAAAAAAAA7g/p_4EaP81AOw/s72-c/IMG_1982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7748066723233160754</id><published>2011-03-02T16:13:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T16:15:15.115+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 2: to the dearest crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;selamat siang, gebetan! apa kabar?&lt;br /&gt;mungkin lo kenal sama gue. mungkin juga enggak. tergantung  nanti gue bakalan suka sama siapa kan?&lt;br /&gt;dan mungkin lo juga nggak tau kalo selama ini gue ada rasa ketertarikan sama lo. maka dari itu gue berniat untuk ngasih tau lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue sendiri bingung kenapa gue bisa tertarik sama lo. apa mungkin saat itu gue melihat lo, kemudian sekeliling gue jadi burem dan gelap, tapi cuma lo yang keliatan jelas di pandangan gue? hahahaha! bisa jadi. yang pasti, saat itu gue menganggap apa yang lo lakukan sangat menarik bagi gue. dari cara lo bicara, penampilan lo, dan cara lo tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kalo suatu hari lo ngeliat sikap gue yang terkesan "biasa", kali aja waktu itu gue lagi bohong. gue kan selalu jago dalam hal ngumpetin perasaan gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sekian dulu kali ya surat dari gue. kalo kita udah saling kenal sebelumnya, gue harap kita bisa jadi lebih akrab dari sebelumnya. tapi kalo kita nggak saling kenal... gue harap suatu hari nanti kita &lt;i&gt;bisa&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best regards,&lt;br /&gt;cemara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7748066723233160754?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7748066723233160754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-2-to-dearest-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7748066723233160754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7748066723233160754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-2-to-dearest-crush.html' title='Day 2: to the dearest crush'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-6672193771191453020</id><published>2011-03-01T19:59:00.020+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T16:06:30.792+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 Days of Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Day 1: dear future me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;halo cemara di masa depan,&lt;br /&gt;gimana London? pasti seru banget deh bisa keliling eropa sampe bosen. gue juga sebenernya pengen banget bisa pergi sekarang, sayangnya kondisi keuangan sangat nggak memungkinkan.&lt;br /&gt;oh iya. selamet ya buat debut filmnya! gue emang gak tau ceritanya tentang apa, tapi gue yakin bakalan keren banget. secara lo itu adalah screenplay writer kondang. iya kaaaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus lo udah punya pasangan belom sekarang? gue yakin tuh cowok pasti oke banget! mungkin dia gak seratus persen memenuhi kriteria lo (kalo lo punya kriteria), tapi gue percaya lo bahagia sama dia. dan dia pasti ngerti kalo lo nggak mau punya anak dulu. karir lo kan lagi menanjak, jadi pasti bakalan ribet kalo ada anak kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke, udahan dulu ya. kalo ketemu sama siapaaaa gitu di Sundance atau Toronto atau Cannes atau (sukur-sukur) Academy Award, jesse eisenberg atau christopher nolan misalnya, titip salam ya dari gue :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best regards,&lt;br /&gt;cemara 20 tahun yang lalu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-6672193771191453020?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6672193771191453020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-1-dear-future-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6672193771191453020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6672193771191453020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-1-dear-future-me.html' title='Day 1: dear future me'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3010389520505195834</id><published>2011-02-28T23:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T23:37:12.101+07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days of Awesomeness (hopefully)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sekarang adalah hari terakhir di bulan februari, dan gue bikin 'perayaan' kecil-kecilan dengan buffering episode baru how I met your mother di cucirca. ya, sendirian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be quite frank, february has made me bored during these past 28 days. yang ada selama sebulan itu kondisi keuangan gue bisa dibilang cukup mengenaskan. satu-satunya hal yang bikin gue semangat adalah alseace 2011 tanggal 19 kemaren. gila yah, tuh pensi emang mantep banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisanya? well uhhhh ok. just "ok".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, supaya kebosanan itu nggak terjadi lagi di bulan maret (alias mulai besok), gue udah mempersiapkan suatu tantangan buat diri gue sendiri. gue akan melakukan satu hal tertentu setiap hari selama 31 hari ke depan untuk membuat gue tetep sibuk dan kreatif. progresnya bakal gue tulis di sini, in case you're curious. *pede*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh iya... gue sempet nulis di twitter tentang betapa penasarannya gue sama &lt;b&gt;cornetto disc strawberry cheesecake&lt;/b&gt;. setelah ngubek-ngubek warung-warung dan supermarket deket rumah (dan gak ketinggalan pasang telinga, siapa tau ada tukang es krim lewat) selama kurang-lebih seminggu, akhirnya nemu juga satu biji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cQ6Hx1p8Zqs/TWvNcikTefI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/hvFacuPP_3c/s1600/IMG_1929.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cQ6Hx1p8Zqs/TWvNcikTefI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/hvFacuPP_3c/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehm, udahan dulu ah. kalo tulisannya dilanjutin bisa-bisa melebar ke topik lain... I'll be back tomorrow with the 31DA (31 Days of Awesomeness) post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 26 hari lagi Beatfest! ihiy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3010389520505195834?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3010389520505195834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/02/31-days-of-awesomeness-hopefully.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3010389520505195834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3010389520505195834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7510236581140317074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7510236581140317074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/02/tear-jerker-films.html' title='tear jerker films'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W18-_Ydxipk/TWCnqhn1VTI/AAAAAAAAA68/DBXyo2eccFM/s72-c/up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-6059950258887325315</id><published>2011-02-15T15:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T16:05:36.762+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing, her conscience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;halo, saya hati nuraninya cemara. sekarang ini dia lagi meratapi hidupnya karena kenyataan bahwa hari ini two door cinema club lagi berada hanya sekian ratus meter dari rumahnya, dan dia nggak punya kesempatan buat ketemu mereka. dan karena saya liat blog ini (lagi-lagi) jarang diurus, ya udah saya iseng aja nulis-nulis di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, how's your Valentine's Day? cemara udah sibuk selama 2 hari buat bikin cokelat, dan dia juga nyiapin satu kotak buat seseorang. dia sendiri bingung mau ngasih itu ke siapa. tapi pada akhirnya cokelatnya gak dikasih-kasih juga. kasian banget deh. pantes aja dia sekarang sedih gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kemaren saya liat dia udah sedikit cerah lagi abis nonton Green Hornet di teraskota. tuh film emang keren banget. setuju kan? pastinya. *nanya sendiri jawab sendiri* dan meski dia cuma nonton sendirian (sementara di kanan-kiri depan-belakangnya rata-rata sama pacar-pacarnya), cemara cuek aja tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulang dari teraskota, uangnya cuma nyisa dikit dan dia meriang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intinya, bulan februari mungkin bukan bulan terbaik buat cemara tahun ini. tapi komentar saya, &lt;i&gt;terus kenapa?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;nggak punya pacar sekarang juga bukan jaminan bahagia sepanjang hayat. dan saya yakin kalo two door cinema club bisa ditemui lagi kapan-kapan. terserah aja kalo kamu nganggep itu terkesan membela diri, saya cuma ngejalanin tugas saya sebagai hati nurani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your best moments are on their way to you. all you have to do is wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write to you soon... if I had a chance, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-6059950258887325315?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6059950258887325315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/02/introducing-her-conscience.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6059950258887325315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6059950258887325315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/02/introducing-her-conscience.html' title='Introducing, her conscience.'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3903129315409273396</id><published>2011-02-03T20:48:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T22:27:18.294+07:00</updated><title type='text'>random things I want to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pengen ujan-ujanan.&lt;br /&gt;pengen ngeliat pelangi.&lt;br /&gt;pengen makan es krim NZ Natural yang cookies &amp;amp; cream.&lt;br /&gt;pengen keliling dunia.&lt;br /&gt;pengen ngambil film studies di wesleyan.&lt;br /&gt;pengen ngeliat orang yang saya sayangi bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;pengen dengerin mucho macho sama putuss 2D lagi.&lt;br /&gt;pengen macarin callum hann :p&lt;br /&gt;pengen ngeborong di aksara.&lt;br /&gt;pengen loncat-loncatan di trampolin.&lt;br /&gt;pengen naik ke bukit trus ngutarain isi hati ke orang-orang tertentu.&lt;br /&gt;pengen nonton the dark knight... lagi.&lt;br /&gt;pengen ketemu MGMT, meluk mereka satu-satu, abis itu bilang "AM I DREAMING?"&lt;br /&gt;pengen bilang ke mbah kalo saya &lt;i&gt;sayang&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;sama beliau.&lt;br /&gt;pengen beli the killing joke.&lt;br /&gt;pengen tau rasanya bunuh orang.&lt;br /&gt;pengen melihara anjing.&lt;br /&gt;pengen kerja di industri film.&lt;br /&gt;pengen bungee jumping di new zealand.&lt;br /&gt;pengen surat-suratan sama orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pengen ngobrol. sama siapa aja.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3903129315409273396?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3903129315409273396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/02/random-things-i-want-to-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3903129315409273396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3903129315409273396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/02/random-things-i-want-to-do.html' title='random things I want to do'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3905251006264502917</id><published>2011-01-23T21:35:00.036+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:55:51.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;suatu ketika, gue pernah bilang ke temen-temen gue kalo gue sering pergi jalan-jalan sendirian. dan reaksi yang gue dapet waktu itu adalah reaksi yang sama, mereka bilang, "Kok lo betah sih cem pergi sendirian?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. gimana jawabnya ya? sejak SMP gue emang sering banget pergi-pergi sendirian. dan biasanya sih gue pergi sendirian kalo ada film yang mau ditonton ato ada keperluan aja. ya gak mungkin juga gitu kaaan ke pim sendirian dan ujung-ujungnya cuma muter-muter gak jelas, terus pulang. berasa tajir banget gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertama kali gue pergi ke pim sendirian itu pas gue mau nonton prince caspian. dari situ gue mulai ngerasa enak aja jalan-jalan sendiri. gak tau juga sih alasannya apa. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, berdasarkan kebiasaan gue yang aneh itulah, hari jumat kemaren gue berinisiatif ke citos sendirian. tujuannya sih mau nonton The American sambil sekalian mampir ke aksara, siapa tau ada buku bagus yang murah (ketauan alibi belaka). ternyata nyokap lagi libur, jadi sekalian aja gue pergi bertiga sama kakak gue.&lt;br /&gt;The American lumayan juga filmnya, meski awalnya gue rada bingung. tapi gue suka banget soundtrack dan lokasinya... kok nemu aja sih tempat terpencil yang keren kayak gitu di Itali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan satu hal yang perlu gue bilang soal The American... &lt;b&gt;JANGAN NONTON SAMA ORANGTUA LO. &lt;/b&gt;it would be the most awkward moment since watching American Pie with your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selesai nonton, kita ke the little things she needs dulu buat beli sepatu. abis itu gue cabut duluan ke aksara karena nyokap dan kakak gue masih asik liat-liat di TLTSN. (btw TLTSN tuh "branded stuff" yak? baru tau gue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata di aksara lagi ada clearance sale... bagi book geek macem gue, hal itu merupakan berkah. gak tanggung-tanggung, 4 buku diambil sekaligus. bayar tentunya. buku yang dibeli ada &lt;b&gt;101 Things I Learned in Film School&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Phantom of the Opera&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Graveyard Book&lt;/b&gt;, sama &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kidnapped + Catriona&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;si kasir:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;perlu diplastikin nggak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;enggak, nggak usah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nyokap:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;ih, adek. nanti kan repot bawanya. pakein plastik aja mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;nggak usah, mas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;si kasir:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(diem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(dan kasirnya pun bingung ngeliat kelakuan ibu dan anak labil di depannya)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selain buku-buku itu, gue nemu satu buku yang lumayan unik. judulnya Taxi Driver Wisdom. isinya tentang kutipan-kutipan dari supir taksi (ya iyalah) di NYC. kutipannya gak kalah bagus dari kutipan orang-orang femes, tapi gue rasa jauh lebih ngena ke hati *sahh* sayang harganya mahal :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, that was my friday night. some photos will be uploaded soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3905251006264502917?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3905251006264502917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/solitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3905251006264502917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3905251006264502917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7409537541807424356</id><published>2011-01-23T20:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:26:43.412+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Kitchen Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TTwrRq_h84I/AAAAAAAAA60/Ku-g7E8RYJk/s400/Callum+Hann.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the name is Callum Hann.&amp;nbsp;he's 20 years old and can handle his macarons very well.&lt;br /&gt;I will eat EVERY dish he cooks, even if it means I'll be like a giant elephant baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7409537541807424356?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7409537541807424356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-kitchen-hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7409537541807424356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7409537541807424356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-kitchen-hero.html' title='Another Kitchen Hero'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TTwrRq_h84I/AAAAAAAAA60/Ku-g7E8RYJk/s72-c/Callum+Hann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-5773488391974795080</id><published>2011-01-16T23:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T23:15:32.105+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"...you actually wear carefully designed accessories."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What others see from your style&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although to the untrained eye you may seem like a plain dresser who avoids trends, you actually wear carefully designed accessories and clothes that emphasize your uniqueness. You value your freedom and have an artistic mind. You are neither aggressive nor timid, but you believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What your nightclothes reveal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly and always in good mood. You are candid and helpful, and can be sexy at times too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What others see from your ties&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy being alone. You like to life the simple but good life, and you cherish your freedom. You are thoughtful, confident and uninterested in glamour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What others see from your belts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a lonely and demanding person. You are hardworking as well as intelligent, and can be passionate when in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What others see from your shoes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person who loves simplicity and is sincere and open. You are pleasant to be with, easygoing and always in a good mood. You neither want to control nor be under someone else's control. You don't care much about how you look, and know that it's what's inside someone's heart that's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What others see from your earrings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a hardworking people. You are serious and capable. You know what you want out of life, and you go after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The last analysis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are probably a clever and adventurous person. You love to learn new things, and enjoy socializing with friends. Although you enjoy your freedom, you cherish peacefulness and like to spend time alone with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can take &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test102.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;the quiz&lt;/a&gt; as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-5773488391974795080?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/5773488391974795080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-actually-wear-carefully-designed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5773488391974795080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5773488391974795080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-actually-wear-carefully-designed.html' title='&quot;...you &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt; wear carefully designed accessories.&quot;'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3106626453906298497</id><published>2011-01-15T18:39:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T18:40:48.090+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;weekend saya minggu ini apek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumpah, apek banget. dari hari jumat kemaren sampe sekarang, dan saya yakin besok juga bakalan sama aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3106626453906298497?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3106626453906298497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/weekend-saya-minggu-ini-apek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3106626453906298497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3106626453906298497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/weekend-saya-minggu-ini-apek.html' title=''/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-296799470954948233</id><published>2011-01-13T17:12:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T22:50:47.461+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Shots'/><title type='text'>Love Always Remains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being a bookstore staff is an easy job, that's what people said. All you have to do is keep an eye of the store and the goods, greet the customers, check all the books, and you'll get a chance to meet someone new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy had been working in &lt;i&gt;Paper Stacks&lt;/i&gt; for 2 years. He worked there along with his two same-shift friends, Jane and Lionel. Some female customers agreed that Andy was "the geek looking, 22 years old guy you eager to date with". Not only because he had a worth-seeing image, he also had a nice attitude and broad general knowledge. Maybe that's the benefit of working in a bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was someone who really took his attention. Her name was Sarah. She was a new customer in &lt;i&gt;Paper Stacks&lt;/i&gt;. She first went there to buy a comic book. It's still fresh in Andy's memory. She entered the store in one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good afternoon," Lionel greeted from novel section. Sarah smiled and nodded politely. She wandered to comic book section right away. After checking all the books, she picked one and brought it to counter.&lt;br /&gt;She handed the book to Andy. "&lt;i&gt;The Killing Joke&lt;/i&gt;, huh? Nice," he commented.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled again. "Yeah, well... it's a birthday gift for my friend. She loves Batman too much."&lt;br /&gt;Andy laughed while hovering barcode scanner. "Well, everyone will fall for Batman. I mean, who won't fall for the charismatic caped crusader?" He checked on the screen and said, "It's $13.15."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah gave him $20 and took her book. After she received her change, she didn't immediately leave. "Hey, this store sells CDs too, am I right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, yes indeed. From Pink Floyd to to Swift, we've got everything you're looking for."&lt;br /&gt;"Great! I'm looking for Daphne Loves Derby's &lt;i&gt;Good Night, Witness Light&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"Err, I'm so sorry, Miss. I don't think we have it at the moment, but we can put it in our waiting list if you want to." Andy pulled out a notebook and a pen from a drawer under the counter. "Here, write down your name, your phone number, and the CD you request."&lt;br /&gt;And Sarah did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright, Sarah. We'll inform you as soon as we get it in stock."&lt;br /&gt;"Awesome, thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;"You're welcome. Thank you for coming."&lt;br /&gt;Sarah let a small wave from her hand and left. Andy stared at the door as the store began to be empty again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What a lovely girl, isn't she? Too bad she's out of your league," Jane teased him as she got into counter table.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you think I can't hit on that?" Andy raised an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it might be a little rough for you. But hey, what kind of girl who wouldn't fall for Andrew Gray—" she hovered her hand all over Andy, "—right?"&lt;br /&gt;Andy chuckled. "&lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt; are the kind of girl who wouldn't fall for Andrew Gray."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, knock it off!" Jane playfully smacked his shoulder with her scarf. "I've known you for 2 years, so I know what's ACTUALLY inside of you. So that doesn't count."&lt;br /&gt;"You and your over high confidence!" said Andy, as Jane walked towards Lionel who was checking on lomography cabinet. She just responded with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you give her a call?" Lionel asked. Andy shook his head. "Nahh, we've just met like, what, 15 minutes ago? I don't want to rush everything, you know. Just keep it cool and smooth."&lt;br /&gt;"You know what's cool and smooth? Strawberry cheesecake," Jane teased again. "I'm going to Cheesecake Factory after works, anyone want some?"&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the boys raised their hands together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks passed. Sarah went back in one sunny day. "You told me yesterday that the album had been finally in stock."&lt;br /&gt;"That's right. In fact, I'm keeping one for you." Andy took a CD from under the counter and handed to Sarah. There's a label with her name on it.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah smiled widely as she took her order. "That is so sweet, thank you Andy."&lt;br /&gt;"You're welcome. And that will be $10.56."&lt;br /&gt;She handed him a ten and a five bucks. "You may keep the change," she said, almost whispering, to Andy. And when she was about to open the front door, suddenly he called her. Sarah turned her head to Andy.&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't mind... would you grab a cup of coffee with me some times?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well..." Sarah stared at him meaningfully. "You have my number, call me anytime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah left Andy stunned. He was just standing behind counter table with a blank expression. Jane and Lionel, who were watching them earlier from magazine section, couldn't help but went towards Andy and made fun of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did I just see two lovebirds on the making?" said Jane in a cutesy tone.&lt;br /&gt;Andy glanced at her. "Ah, now you're so sure. Few weeks ago you told me she was out of my league."&lt;br /&gt;"But she's just openly invited you to call her," this time Lionel commented while patting Andy's shoulder, "Dude, she's &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; crushing on you. What are you waiting for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy said nothing to his two friends' commentaries. He just stared at Sarah's number that she wrote down earlier in the waiting list. Five seconds. Ten seconds. Until finally,&lt;br /&gt;"Do you think I should give her a call?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;Lionel and Jane groaned in frustration. "YES!!" they yelled together.&lt;br /&gt;"Alright, alright. I'm gonna call her... later, after work."&lt;br /&gt;"Andy!" Jane snapped his back of his head. "Aow! Dammit, woman, it hurts!" he rubbed his hair. "Just... give me some moment, okay? I'll call her, I'll call her today. I promise."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, fine. Take your time to chicken out, waiting for an eagle instead to snatch that one tasty little chick who listens to Daphne Loves Derby," said Lionel as he walked into staff room.&lt;br /&gt;"Eww, Lionel..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following night, &lt;i&gt;Paper Stacks&lt;/i&gt; had been closed down and Lionel had already gone home. Andy was alone, sitting cross-legged at the corner of the store. He was staring at Sarah's number that was already in his own phone memory. All he had to do was press the dial button, but he was too hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane walked out from staff room, surprised him a little. "Still having the stupid staring contest with your phone? It's been all day," she asked.&lt;br /&gt;Andy let out a small laugh. "Sort of... yeah. Jesus, this is gonna take forever."&lt;br /&gt;Jane shook her head and laughed. "Of course not, you idiot." She then joined Andy in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;"Jane, you've known me for 2 years," he started a conversation. Jane nodded. "Mm-hmm. And?"&lt;br /&gt;"Am I kidding with this whole thing? I mean, am I really being a chicken right now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane glared at Andy for a while. She had never seen Andy like this for a girl before. Not in her entire years working in &lt;i&gt;Paper Stacks&lt;/i&gt;. So she took a long sigh, looked straightly at his eyes, and just said, "Everyone will do the same whenever they meet someone who takes their world upside down."&lt;br /&gt;Andy turned his head to Jane. "Will they?"&lt;br /&gt;"Been there, done that. Believe me, I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"Huh, so you used to have someone in your mind?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hahaha, well, he's a highschool mate, it's all in the past now. Unbelievable, right? Knowing I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; a crush."&lt;br /&gt;Andy glared straightly at Jane. "Yeah, it's weird a little. Haha, just kidding."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both remained silent.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay! It's getting late, time to go home," Jane smacked Andy's knee and immediately stood up and got ready to leave. Andy also stood up and stopped her right away. "Where are you going?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at him in confusion. "I'm… going to NASA where I must finish my secret mission on Mars. Of course I'm going home, Andy."&lt;br /&gt;Andy laughed. "No… I mean, it's already dark out there and your apartment is like, blocks away from here."&lt;br /&gt;Jane crossed her arms and stared at him. "And what's that supposed to mean?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm saying, I'm driving you home."&lt;br /&gt;She smiled mockingly. "&lt;i&gt;Driving&lt;/i&gt;? You mean, with that old small-framed turquoise vespa?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, she may be old, but she's still in a pretty good shape," he defended his vespa as he walked towards staff room's door. "Hang on there, I'll grab my things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, since you're 'driving' me home, I want to go somewhere. Do you mind…?" Jane looked hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh! Okay. That's cool. I know a nice coffee shop not far from here. Now wait." And then Andy left Jane there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was called Coffee Tree House. Andy and Jane were the only customers that night. They sat by the window.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna bring Sarah here."&lt;br /&gt;Jane nodded in approval while sipping her peppermint mocha. "Good choice, Andy. I bet you've brought hundreds of girls here."&lt;br /&gt;Andy almost choked on his javachip coffee and laughed out loud. "What made you say such things?"&lt;br /&gt;Jane chuckled and stared at her coffee mug. "I don't know, it's just, you're &lt;i&gt;Andy Gray&lt;/i&gt;! Get it?"&lt;br /&gt;Andy smiled at her. "No, Jane. You're the first person I ever brought here."&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, really? I'm flattered. Hahaha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy kept his smile as Jane bit her scone. "And let me tell you one thing. If you feel 'something' to Sarah, perhaps she's the one for you. You have to keep her," she stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His smiled slowly faded. "Yah… I guess you're right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two days, it was late at night. Andy was checking the comic book section when Jane walked past him. "Later, buddy," she waved. Andy lifted his head to her. "Oh, okay. See you tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;Soon as she left, Sarah came in and walked directly to Andy. "Hi, Andy," she greeted.&lt;br /&gt;Andy turned his head. "Oh hey, Sarah!" he replied cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, not far from the store, Jane was checking her bag. She realized she left her wallet in staff room, so she decided to go back to &lt;i&gt;Paper Stacks&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As she walked back, she saw Andy and Sarah through the glass wall. They saw her, and she immediately left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jane, wait!" Andy rushed to chase Jane who was in front of him. She turned to him, looking confused.&lt;br /&gt;"Andy? What are you doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;"Um…" Andy was confused, too. What was he doing there?&lt;br /&gt;"I… I thought you were mad back then, when you saw me with Sarah. So I came out and looked for you," he tried to explain.&lt;br /&gt;Jane smiled in confusion. "Why do you think I'm mad? I'm not mad. I just thought you needed some private time. So I left."&lt;br /&gt;"...oh. Hahahaha. Okay. You want me to be alone with Sarah. You've got the point. Right."&lt;br /&gt;"Then why are you still here?"&lt;br /&gt;Andy didn't answer. He still had no idea why he chased Jane down while Sarah was still inside. He slowly shook his head. "I—I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;Jane shook her head, still smiling. "You're an idiot," said she as she prepared to left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe you're right," Andy stopped her again. And Jane turned again to him.&lt;br /&gt;"What? That you're an idiot?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah! And I'd rather be an idiot and still be with you, rather than being normal but with anyone else."&lt;br /&gt;Jane wrinkled her eyebrows and crossed her arms. "I still don't get it."&lt;br /&gt;Andy walked towards Jane and grabbed her arms. "Remember when you said about the feeling thing at the coffee shop?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;"Honestly, I'm feeling it towards you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane laughed slightly. "Well, &lt;i&gt;excuse me&lt;/i&gt;? Hello, are you alright, Andy? You're probably the biggest idiot I've ever seen!"&lt;br /&gt;Andy shrugged and smiled at her. "Well, maybe I'm an idiot. And if it's true, I want you to take care of me. Do you want to take care of me?"&lt;br /&gt;Hearing that, Jane couldn't help but smiled widely. She raised her one eybrow and looked straight to his eyes. "Umm… I also think you need some sort of a treatment."&lt;br /&gt;"So… it's a yes?"&lt;br /&gt;Jane rolled her eyeballs playfully and shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know... what do you think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"We'll never feel so safe again, but &lt;i&gt;love always remains&lt;/i&gt;." - MGMT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-296799470954948233?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/296799470954948233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-always-remains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/296799470954948233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/296799470954948233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-always-remains.html' title='Love Always Remains'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-8299268671493448792</id><published>2011-01-10T00:02:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T22:15:10.709+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about Weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;*edited 22/01/11 11:27 PM*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I bought beatfest ticket and a new pair of shoes for shara's birthday party last friday. akhirnya yah bo. setelah bergalau-galau ria selama beberapa minggu belakangan ini antara TDCC dan MGMT, pilihan gue jatuh pada MGMT (plus TWBA). rasanya kayak milih dua cowok keren buat dijadiin suami. *efek terlalu sering nonton The Bachelorette*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TSnpTtjMqVI/AAAAAAAAA6U/yT8zvvHSvzI/s1600/IMG_1168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TSnpTtjMqVI/AAAAAAAAA6U/yT8zvvHSvzI/s320/IMG_1168.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;tulisan staffnya kok lebih rapi ya dari gue.. padahal dia cowok&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue beli tiketnya di aksara citos, dan di antara tiga (apa empat ya? lupa) staff di sana, ada satu orang yang lumayan, ehm, cakep. kebetulan dia lagi jagain meja kasir. langsung aja gue samperin orangnya.&lt;br /&gt;menurut si kasir, beatfest itu strict buat umur 18 tahun ke atas. waktu itu sih gue cuma iya-iya aja meski dalam hati sebenernya gue rada panik juga. &lt;i&gt;gimana kalo pas hari H gue nggak boleh masuk venue? ah, tapi kan muka gue tua. gue malah sering banget dikira anak kuliahan. idiot banget lo cem, dibilang muka tua malah bangga.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;suara-suara itu berkelebat di pikiran gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya gue ngisi bukti pembayarannya pake KTP kakak gue. setelah semuanya beres, dia ngecek sekali lagi, trus ngasih cap dan nulis sesuatu di situ. gue ngasih uangnya dan dia ngebalikin bukti pembayaran itu ke gue beserta uang kembaliannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we left. selama di citos, gue cuma bisa nyengir sambil ngeliatin bukti pembayaran gue. I'm going to see MGMT!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari sabtunya justru kebalikan dari hari jumat. gue sibuk banget dari pagi sampe malem. dari pagi sampe siang di sekolah, latihan upacara plus rapat redaksi majalah sekolah, siangnya cabut ke kantor gramedia di kebon jeruk buat rapat redaksi Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorenya, gue ke acara ulang taunnya shara di gading serpong. selama perjalanan kebon jeruk-pondok indah-pamulang-gading serpong, gue ngebayangin lagi ikutan the amazing race karena waktunya emang mepet banget. I was literally running in PIM supaya bisa cepet dapet taksi ke pamulang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the party was kinda fun. by the end of the party we started dancing and getting drunk. beberapa di antaranya ada yang ngerokok, tapi gue bukan salah satunya. I mean, I just had some beer. but which teenager doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari minggu? seperti biasanya, gue... nganggur dengan sukses. begitu bangun siang, gue dapet hadiah hangover sisa sabtu kemaren. otomatis gue cuma tidur-tiduran aja dan main komputer sampe sore, trus ke gereja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's my weekend. how's yours? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-8299268671493448792?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8299268671493448792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/talking-about-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8299268671493448792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8299268671493448792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/talking-about-weekend.html' title='Talking about Weekend...'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TSnpTtjMqVI/AAAAAAAAA6U/yT8zvvHSvzI/s72-c/IMG_1168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-4237393954590756350</id><published>2011-01-06T17:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T20:28:38.559+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE NEVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;eaten rabbit and dog, and not intended to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;done bungee jumping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;seen Ted Mosby's future wife.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been in Europe. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tried Luwak coffee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met MGMT in person. But I'm about to see them this March! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a good conversation with The Trees &amp;amp; The Wild.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched The Lion King.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched Star Wars Saga.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;seen someone actually playing a song dedicated to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had an actual boyfriend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gone to Bali.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;seen live football match.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shopped clothes using my own money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gotten any single tattoo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drunk any kind of cocktails, and really want to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;owned an iPod.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cut my own hair. No, thanks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eaten cayenne pepper with nothing else.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;done something useful for this blog, so far. Instead, I ended up writing this list.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4237393954590756350?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4237393954590756350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4237393954590756350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4237393954590756350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-never.html' title='I HAVE NEVER'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-540300089009570885</id><published>2010-12-29T01:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T01:53:54.906+07:00</updated><title type='text'>as fast as you can</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ted:&lt;/b&gt; Okay, I'm going to say something out loud that I've been doing a pretty good job of not saying out loud lately. What you and Tony have, what I thought for a second you and I had, what I know that Marshall and Lily have, I want that. I do. I keep waiting for it to happen. I'm waiting for it to happen and I guess I'm just tired of waiting. And that is all I'm going to say on that subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stella:&lt;/b&gt; You know how I talked my way out of a speeding ticket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ted:&lt;/b&gt; Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stella:&lt;/b&gt; I was heading upstate with my parents, I was doing 90 on the country roads. I got pulled over. So this cop, gets out of his car, swaggers over and he says, 'Lady, I've been waiting for you all day.' And I said, 'Sorry Officer, I got here as fast as I could.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ted:&lt;/b&gt; For real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stella:&lt;/b&gt; No, it's just a joke. I know that you're tired of waiting. And you may have to wait a little while more but, she's on her way, Ted. &lt;i&gt;And she's getting here as fast as she can.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I Met Your Mother (As Fast As She Can)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my case, well... &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; is a &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, I'm still not seeing anyone, regarding to one of &lt;a href="http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/cemara-mulai-sekarang-lo-harus.html" target="_blank"&gt;my commitments&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-540300089009570885?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/540300089009570885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-fast-as-you-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/540300089009570885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/540300089009570885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-fast-as-you-can.html' title='as fast as you can'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-4145576177270160981</id><published>2010-12-24T02:17:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T02:23:25.049+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill Gates? Really? That's your best example?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Visual Learner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/visual.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You tend to remember what you see, and you have a good eye for aesthetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You excel at art, design, and computer programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be an excellent film director - or the next Bill Gates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/" target="_blank"&gt;What's Your Learning Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway... merry christmas eve, folks. &lt;i&gt;may the force be with you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4145576177270160981?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4145576177270160981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/bill-gates-really-thats-your-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4145576177270160981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4145576177270160981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/bill-gates-really-thats-your-best.html' title='Bill Gates? Really? That&apos;s your best example?'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-303548462430098502</id><published>2010-12-23T21:18:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:01:32.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle me this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ini star movies muterin 3 film yang gue suka: the deal, the accidental husband, dan the great buck howard (and if you don't notice, three of them start with a "the"). dan sisa hari gue habiskan dengan nonton how I met your mother season 5 untuk yang kesekian kalinya. so, yeah. I proudly declare that today will be celebrated as &lt;i&gt;the movie marathon day&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo semua pasti tau persis kalo guru-guru selalu punya kelakuan aneh yang gak bisa diterima akal sehat. makin tinggi jenjangnya, makin ajaiblah tingkah lakunya.&amp;nbsp;dan menurut gue, kelakuan yang paling nonsense adalah &lt;b&gt;ngasih PR waktu liburan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa aneh? mari saya jelaskan sedikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari libur bisa diartikan secara bebas sebagai "hari ketika orang-orang bisa santai dan nggak perlu mikirin tugas selama periode tertentu". sayangnya, beberapa guru salah mengartikannya sebagai "hari yang bisa dimanfaatkan untuk ngerjain tugas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contoh nyatanya, guru BP gue ngasih tugas tepat beberapa hari sebelum liburan semester. jadi anak-anak disuruh ngumpulin data universitas pas pameran pendidikan di sekolah, trus laporannya harus dikumpulin tanggal 6 januari. itu artinya kan kita disuruh ngerjain laporannya selama liburan. dan reaksi kita saat itu adalah reaksi siswa normal lainnya: ngedumel sana-sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menyedihkan banget ya? begitulah hidup. *malah curhat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, gue sebagai manusia jelas sangat menentang hal itu. liburan itu diciptain bukan tanpa alasan. liburan diciptain secara khusus supaya kita bisa istirahat sebentar dari kerjaan sehari-hari, bukannya malah ngurusin kerjaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan gak cuma kita, bahkan Tuhan punya hari libur! Dia pasti nangis kalo tau hari libur kita dirusak oleh tugas-tugas jahanam yang sama sekali nggak berguna dan bisanya cuma boros kertas aja. *lagi-lagi curhat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intinya, gue &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;sangat menentang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; keberadaan tugas dan temen-temennya di hari libur. dan gue nggak akan ngerjain tugas BP sama sekali sebagai salah satu bentuk protesnya. ada yang mau ikutan? feel free to join!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yang ini sangat nggak nyambung dengan tulisan di atas. baru-baru ini &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/UrbaniteAsia" target="_blank"&gt;@UrbaniteAsia&lt;/a&gt; ngasih kabar kalo opening act buat konser MGMT nanti adalah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TROQcnCgPUI/AAAAAAAAA6M/BlE0HJoNE7c/s1600/TWBA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;...The Whitest Boy Alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MGMT and TWBA on one stage for IDR 325k. this is far better from everything I ask for... and more. dan gue agak lega juga sih, mengingat keputusan gue untuk ngerelain two door cinema club. aih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's today, folks. &lt;b&gt;happy movie marathon day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-303548462430098502?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/303548462430098502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/riddle-me-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/303548462430098502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/303548462430098502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/riddle-me-this.html' title='Riddle me this!'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TROQcnCgPUI/AAAAAAAAA6M/BlE0HJoNE7c/s72-c/TWBA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2751383797912759840</id><published>2010-12-21T18:46:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T22:19:16.104+07:00</updated><title type='text'>p a s s i o n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cibC_5s9O08/TRByTBUVBrI/AAAAAAAABYw/nwODRa6LNAE/s1600/tumblr_lc1i4ecYqW1qemsjao1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;reblogged from &lt;a href="http://freshnessfactorfivethousand.blogspot.com/2010/12/secrets.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2751383797912759840?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2751383797912759840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/p-s-s-i-o-n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2751383797912759840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2751383797912759840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/p-s-s-i-o-n.html' title='p a s s i o n'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cibC_5s9O08/TRByTBUVBrI/AAAAAAAABYw/nwODRa6LNAE/s72-c/tumblr_lc1i4ecYqW1qemsjao1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7625216814126090219</id><published>2010-12-21T17:00:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:32:35.102+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Shots'/><title type='text'>Lima Belas Menit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kamis, 9 Desember 2010. 2:54 PM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siang itu, Ariani duduk sendirian di salah satu bangku stasiun kereta api Gambir.&lt;br /&gt;Ia memerhatikan orang-orang yang berlalu-lalang di depannya sambil sesekali melirik jam tangannya. Keretanya datang terlambat sepuluh menit dari yang seharusnya. Tipikal orang Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3:10 PM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariani dan beberapa penumpang memasuki kereta ekspres yang sudah dinanti-nantikan. Ia duduk di depan seorang pemuda.&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda itu cukup menarik perhatian Ariani; ia bermata biru dan terlihat sedikit mengantuk. Ada &lt;i&gt;headphones&lt;/i&gt; besar tergantung di lehernya. Kedua lengannya terlipat di depan, dan kepalanya mengangguk-angguk sedikit mengikuti irama musik yang sedang didengarkannya.&lt;br /&gt;Sebentar-sebentar ia menoleh ke arah jendela di belakangnya, melihat pemandangan yang terlewat.&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa sadar Ariani terus menatap pemuda itu di sepanjang perjalanan. Si pemuda nampaknya sadar bahwa ia diperhatikan, maka ia melirik Ariani sepintas dan melemparkan senyum kecil padanya.&lt;br /&gt;Arini tidak membalas senyumannya, ia segera melihat ke arah lain karena malu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3:18 PM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama perjalanan, Ariani tidak henti-hentinya berpikir. Pemuda di depannya sudah terlanjur membuatnya penasaran. Ada banyak pertanyaan yang terbersit di dalam pikirannya.&lt;br /&gt;Siapa namanya? Ketika si pemuda tersenyum padanya, apa yang dipikirkannya tentang dia? Lagu apa yang sedang ia dengarkan? Dan apakah ia selalu terlihat pendiam dan mengantuk seperti itu?&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah, Ariani tidak tahu. Ia terlalu ragu untuk menanyakannya.&lt;br /&gt;Dari situ, nuraninya menyarankan agar Ariani segera bertindak, karena 7 menit lagi kereta akan berhenti di tujuan si pemuda. Lagipula, katanya, tidak ada salahnya untuk mencoba.&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi tiba-tiba logikanya bergerak. Buat apa tiba-tiba menanyakan hal-hal tidak penting itu kepada orang yang tidak dikenal? Buang-buang waktu saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3:20 PM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kereta masih melaju perlahan. Logika dan nurani Ariani saling berdebat kusir. Sebagai gantinya, Ariani tidak bergerak sedikitpun dari bangkunya. Ia masih merasa ragu. Bukankah aneh jika orang asing tiba-tiba menghampirimu dan menanyakan sesuatu yang tidak jelas?&lt;br /&gt;Di sisi lain, Ariani ingin mengenal si pemuda—hanya sekedar tahu. Tidak lebih.&lt;br /&gt;Dalam hati, Ariani berdoa.&lt;br /&gt;Ia berdoa agar muncul suatu keajaiban di hadapannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3:25 PM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kereta berhenti. Dan seperti yang sudah diramalkan, pemuda itu segera bangkit dari kursinya dan keluar dari kereta.&lt;br /&gt;Di dekat pintu, ia menoleh ke arah Ariani dan menunjukkan senyuman yang sama. Ariani melihatnya, dan lagi-lagi ia tidak bereaksi. Ia kalah telak dari keraguannya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah si pemuda keluar, Ariani segera melihat keluar melalui jendela di belakangnya. Matanya mencari keberadaan pemuda, namun ia terlambat. Sang pemuda telah menyatu dengan keramaian di stasiun.&lt;br /&gt;Ariani tidak pernah bertemu dengannya lagi setelah itu.&lt;br /&gt;Pertanyaan-pertanyaannya tidak akan pernah terjawab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3:34 PM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariani menunggu agar keretanya berangkat. Beberapa penumpang di stasiun tersebut memasuki kereta yang ditumpangi Ariani. Di antara mereka, ada seorang pemuda yang menarik perhatiannya. Matanya kelabu dan setajam elang.&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda itu duduk di depan Ariani, dan melemparkan senyuman kecil padanya.&lt;br /&gt;Dan kereta segera melaju kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;diambil dari &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=480772838761" target="_blank"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7625216814126090219?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7625216814126090219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/lima-belas-menit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7625216814126090219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7625216814126090219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/lima-belas-menit.html' title='Lima Belas Menit'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-16355883250946136</id><published>2010-12-19T23:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T23:59:18.356+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 2 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hello. I spent today by watching Letters to Juliet. it was all okay... until taylor swift's &lt;i&gt;Love Story&lt;/i&gt; showed up. I'm not really into her for some subjective reasons. feel free to judge me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemaren saya iseng-iseng baca-baca postingan lama dari taun 2008—jaman-jaman saya masih SMP. ada cerita tentang bikin kue ulang tahun (dan gagal), bertualang ke PIM sendirian untuk pertama kalinya dan ketemu pengamen gaul, sampe ke niatan nonton ke GI tapi gak kesampean. dari situ saya bisa ngambil kesimpulan kalo saya emang udah punya bakat jadi orang sinting sejak dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu saya nemu &lt;a href="http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-boy-youre-best-gift-from-heaven-d.html" target="_blank"&gt;post ini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya tau kalian males buka link-nya. oke, bakal saya ceritain lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertama kali saya ketemu orang itu, saya masih kelas 9. saya dan temen-temen saya ngelewatin bengkel di perjalanan pulang, dan dia lagi ngobrol sama pemiliknya.&lt;br /&gt;dan yang namanya anak-anak SMP ketemu cowok ganteng, kayak gimana sih reaksinya, pasti rada heboh sambil bisik-bisik gitu. hahaha. apalagi (menurut kita) dia mirip banget sama brendon urie. waktu itu saya emang lagi suka banget sama panic at the disco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadilah kita ngefans sama dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dulu, saking ngefansnya saya sama dia, saya dan satu temen sejawat saya, namanya nunki, sampe bela-belain nyari tau rumah dan namanya. begitu tau yang mana rumahnya, saya sama nunki pasti sengaja lewat situ tiap pulang sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya juga sempet berdeterminasi, "pokoknya nanti saya harus kenalan sama dia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dua tahun berlalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya masih belum berani kenalan sama dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;akhir-akhir ini saya jarang ngelewatin rumah dia lagi. kalopun iya, saya nggak pernah ngeliat dia di depan rumah. mentok-mentok cuma motornya yang ada di situ. rumahnya bener-bener keliatan kosong. saya pikir dia pindah rumah, tapi ternyata enggak. mungkin dia tinggal di kost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seandainya dari dulu dia kenal sama saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bukannya nggak mau kenalan sih. tapi gimana ya, agak-agak takut aja gitu. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-16355883250946136?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/16355883250946136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-2-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/16355883250946136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/16355883250946136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-2-years.html' title='It&apos;s been 2 years...'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-246661727642659206</id><published>2010-12-19T22:11:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T23:41:07.969+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cemara, mulai sekarang lo harus:</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ngurangin post yang isinya curhatan-curhatan sentimentil nggak bermutu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;selesaikan &lt;a href="http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/search/label/Berlin%20Season%201" target="_blank"&gt;Berlin&lt;/a&gt; season 1 secepetnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;konsisten. kalo waktu itu bilangnya nggak mau suka sama orang lain untuk sementara waktu, ya udah...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nabung buat tiket konser MGMT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ngisi waktu liburan dengan baik dan benar. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ngurangin sikap "dikit-dikit-komplain".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nyari temen buat nonton Narnia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cari How I Met Your Mother season 6.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;beli DVD-DVD buat marathon di rumah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;belajar bikin popcorn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;belajar nyetir mobil dan motor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;berhenti bikin daftar apa yang harus dilakukan, karena pada akhirnya yang beneran dilaksanain paling-paling cuma 50 persen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-246661727642659206?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/246661727642659206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/cemara-mulai-sekarang-lo-harus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/246661727642659206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/246661727642659206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/cemara-mulai-sekarang-lo-harus.html' title='Cemara, mulai sekarang lo harus:'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-1891208113364972258</id><published>2010-12-18T23:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:54:18.699+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;menurut saya,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kita semua punya waktu untuk berhenti suka sama seseorang, selama beberapa saat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan mungkin waktu saya adalah sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;tapi sampai &lt;i&gt;kapan?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1891208113364972258?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1891208113364972258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/jeda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1891208113364972258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1891208113364972258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/jeda.html' title='Jeda'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-1323730768453692007</id><published>2010-12-17T19:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T19:54:16.372+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;in·fat·u·at·ed&lt;/span&gt; \ ɪnˈfætjʊˌeɪtɪd \ &lt;i&gt;adjective&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possessed by an unreasoning passion or attraction.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/infatuated" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only I could show you how I really feel, I would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1323730768453692007?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1323730768453692007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1323730768453692007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1323730768453692007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am.html' title='I am...'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3699115452545502692</id><published>2010-12-16T18:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:02:27.559+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the piano player.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQnwxqkJKrI/AAAAAAAAA6E/5OIv8puHtdc/s1600/Maksim+Mrvica.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I forgot how &lt;i&gt;much&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love/adore/admire this guy, until I listened to &lt;i&gt;Hana's Eyes&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And from then on I remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3699115452545502692?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3699115452545502692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/meet-piano-player.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3699115452545502692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3699115452545502692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/meet-piano-player.html' title='Meet the piano player.'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQnwxqkJKrI/AAAAAAAAA6E/5OIv8puHtdc/s72-c/Maksim+Mrvica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-6613630805884251470</id><published>2010-12-16T15:58:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:40:39.266+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin Season 1'/><title type='text'>Berlin #07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The New Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/b&gt; Andra ingin sekali berkenalan dengan mahasiswi baru di fakultasnya, sayangnya ia punya masalah dengan kepercayaan diri. Teman-temannya pun berupaya untuk membantunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore itu, anak-anak duduk di sebuah &lt;i&gt;booth&lt;/i&gt; di Darien's Irish Bar milik Darien Darmadi, pamannya Dimitri. Sambil sesekali menyesap minumannya, mereka membahas topik yang sangat &lt;i&gt;random&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"Mbak Puspa ke mana yah? Udah lama banget dia nggak ngurus sekretariat lagi," Dimitri membuka topik pembicaraan.&lt;br /&gt;"Kata Enyo dia lagi cuti kan ya?" Remedy berusaha mengingat-ingat. Dimitri mengangguk. "Iya sih emang..."&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi kepikiran gak sih lo? Mana ada orang cuti sampe sebulan lebih gitu," timpal Iga setelah menenggak isi botol birnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalo menurut lo, Ndra?" Dimitri beralih kepada Andra.&lt;br /&gt;"Dia cewek paling cantik yang pernah gue liat," ia menopang dagu, pandangannya lurus ke depan. Ia tersenyum lebar sekali.&lt;br /&gt;Teman-temannya menatapnya aneh. Remedy segera meneguk birnya untuk menghilangkan rasa canggung.&lt;br /&gt;"Ehem, lo yakin, Ndra kalo dia itu &lt;i&gt;cewek yang paling cantik?&lt;/i&gt;" Iga berusaha memastikan bahwa Andra tidak habis menghirup lem Aibon.&lt;br /&gt;"Iya banget, Ga. Paling cantik yang pernah gue liat di Fakultas Akuntansi UBJ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fakultas Akuntansi?&lt;/i&gt; batin Iga heran. "Eh, bentar dulu deh... ini kita masih ngomongin Mbak Puspa, kan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Mbak Puspa?" Andra tersadar dari lamunannya. "Emangnya dari tadi kita ngomongin Mbak Puspa, yah?"&lt;br /&gt;"Lah trus yang lo bilang cantik itu siapa, Andraaaaaa??" Dimitri setengah berteriak, ia mulai frustrasi.&lt;br /&gt;Andra kembali menunjukkan senyumannya. "Anak baru di fakultas gue, namanya Tamy—Charita Utamy. Dia pindah ke UBJ baru seminggu yang lalu. Tingginya sepantaran sama gue, mungil gitu anaknya. Kulitnya putih, rambutnya pendek, suaranya bagus, lagi."&lt;br /&gt;"Lo udah nawarin dia ikut ekskul band belom?" Mendengar kata 'suara bagus', radar Iga langsung bekerja.&lt;br /&gt;"Ya belom lah!" Andra menjawab dengan mantap.&lt;br /&gt;Remedy mengangkat sebelah alisnya. "Lho... kok &lt;i&gt;ya belom lah&lt;/i&gt;? Dia kan satu jurusan sama lo?"&lt;br /&gt;Andra menghela napas panjang. Ia meraup kacang bawang dan berusaha melemparkan satu ke mulutnya, namun gagal. "Tamy itu tipe-tipe cewek yang susah banget dideketin. Susah banget pokoknya."&lt;br /&gt;"Masa?" Dimitri mencibir. "Dia yang susah dideketin... atau lo yang nggak bisa ngajak dia kenalan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Gue udah pernah ngobrol kok sama dia!" Andra membela diri.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yaaa? Kapan?" tantang Remedy.&lt;br /&gt;"Dua hari yang lalu, di perpus! Lo kan ada di situ, Med!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dua hari yang lalu. Perpustakaan kampus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamy sedang menggapai-gapai sesuatu di rak paling atas, dan selembar kertas terjatuh dari dalam buku yang dipegangnya. Andra langsung mengambil kertas tersebut dan menyerahkannya pada Tamy yang saat itu sedang berjalan menuju rak lain.&lt;br /&gt;"Sori, ini jatoh..." Andra menyerahkan kertas itu padanya.&lt;br /&gt;Tamy menoleh, mengambil kertas itu dan memeriksanya sebentar, lalu ia tersenyum. "Makasih ya &lt;i&gt;mas&lt;/i&gt;," ujarnya. Kemudian Tamy langsung meninggalkan Andra di perpustakaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak-anak (kecuali Andra tentunya) sebisa mungkin berusaha menahan diri untuk tidak tertawa.&lt;br /&gt;"Dalam pembelaan gue," Andra berpura-pura tidak menghiraukan teman-temannya, "dia cewek yang sopan sama orang baru."&lt;br /&gt;"Atau mungkin dia ngira lo pegawai perpus gara-gara baju lo waktu itu kembaran sama Pak Badrun. Oh, &lt;i&gt;snap!&lt;/i&gt;" Remedy tertawa.&lt;br /&gt;"Eh! Mana gue tau kalo dia make kemeja batik warna cokelat sama celana bahan juga!" sahut Andra jengkel.&lt;br /&gt;"Lo ngapain ke kampus pake batik sama celana bahan? Mau kondangan?" ledek Iga.&lt;br /&gt;"Ih, enggak, tau... Andra kan diem-diem kerja jadi asisten camat di Tangerang," Dimitri menimpali. Anak-anak makin heboh tertawa. Andra ngambek.&lt;br /&gt;"Udah ah! Gue mau isi ulang!"&lt;br /&gt;"Gelas lo masih ada isinya separo gitu, Ndra. Mau &lt;i&gt;refill&lt;/i&gt; gimana?" ujar Dimitri sambil menunjuk gelas Andra.&lt;br /&gt;Andra mengangkat gelasnya dan langsung menenggak habis isinya. Setelah itu, ia berjalan menuju &lt;i&gt;counter&lt;/i&gt; sambil membawa gelasnya yang kini sudah kosong.&lt;br /&gt;"Kayaknya tuh anak perlu bantuan deh," ujar Remedy tiba-tiba.&lt;br /&gt;Iga dan Dimitri mengangguk-angguk setuju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak ada lima menit, Andra buru-buru kembali ke &lt;i&gt;booth&lt;/i&gt; mereka. "Cepet amat, Ndra," Iga berkomentar.&lt;br /&gt;"Lo nyadar gak kalo gelas lo... masih kosong," sambung Remedy.&lt;br /&gt;"Gue terpaksa balik... soalnya tadi gue sempet ngeliat Tamy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yang mana sih anaknya?" Baik Dimitri, Iga, maupun Remedy sama-sama menoleh dengan brutal ke meja &lt;i&gt;counter&lt;/i&gt; untuk mencari cewek yang dimaksud. Andra buru-buru mengalihkan mereka. "Hus! Jangan blak-blakan gitu, kenapa? Lagian dia udah gak di &lt;i&gt;counter&lt;/i&gt; lagi."&lt;br /&gt;"Di mana?" tanya Iga.&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh... lebih baik gue nggak ngomong, karena lo pasti bakalan norak kayak tadi."&lt;br /&gt;"Nggak bakalan!" Iga bersikukuh.&lt;br /&gt;"Ya udah, ya udah." Andra melihat sekeliling. "Tuh, di sana," ia menunjuk meja di sebelah kanan belakang Iga.&lt;br /&gt;"Mana!?" Iga refleks menengok ke meja yang ditunjuk Andra. Meja itu kosong. "Kok nggak ada?"&lt;br /&gt;Andra tertawa. "Tuh kan, noraknya keluar!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oke, oke. Kali ini gue janji gak bakal norak kayak tadi," Iga meremas botol minumannya.&lt;br /&gt;"Oke. Siap? Tamy duduk di..." Andra sengaja menggambar spiral di udara untuk membuat kesan dramatis, "...di sana."&lt;br /&gt;Dan seperti yang sebelumnya... lagi-lagi Iga refleks menoleh meja yang ditunjuk asal-asalan oleh Andra.&lt;br /&gt;Andra langsung jengkel. "Tuh kan? Kebiasaan banget sih lo, dikasih tunjuk apa-apa langsung refleks. Kalo gini caranya kan Tamy bisa tau kalo gue ada di sini."&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi asal lo tau yah, sikap lo itu justru malah ngundang dia supaya tau lo ada di sini," Iga tidak mau kalah.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya Andra menyerah. "Hffffhhh, oke... kali ini gue beneran ngasih tau yang mana orangnya. Dia ada di..." Ia sempat menutup matanya, seolah-olah memilih sesuatu lewat undian. Hal ini membuat Iga sebal. "Andra! Serius ah!"&lt;br /&gt;Andra nyengir. "Nah, yang ini beneran kok. Dia ada di... sana—Medy, Dim, PEGANG KEPALANYA!" tiba-tiba saja Andra berseru. Anak-anak buru-buru mencegah Iga untuk menoleh ke meja yang dimaksud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charita Utamy memang cukup sesuai dengan apa yang dideskripsikan Andra. Ia kurus kecil, berkulit putih, dan berambut hitam seleher yang diikat model ekor kuda. Saat itu ia mengenakan &lt;i&gt;tanktop&lt;/i&gt; dan &lt;i&gt;cardigan&lt;/i&gt; panjang warna hitam, jins biru dan sepatu &lt;i&gt;flat&lt;/i&gt; warna abu-abu. Seuntai &lt;i&gt;statement necklace&lt;/i&gt; menghiasi lehernya yang jenjang. Ia duduk sendirian di meja itu, sambil sesekali menyesap &lt;i&gt;mojito&lt;/i&gt;-nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm. Boleh juga, boleh juga. Kalo gue cowok, udah gue kejar kali tuh cewek," komentar Dimitri.&lt;br /&gt;"Lumayan juga buat ukuran mahasiswa kayak lo," Remedy merespon singkat sambil mengambil beberapa butir kacang (dan dibalas dengan tatapan Andra yang dapat diterjemahkan secara bebas sebagai "MAKSUDNYA APAAN TUH &lt;i&gt;UKURAN MAHASISWA KAYAK GUE?&lt;/i&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;"Mumpung dia lagi sendirian tuh. Tunggu apa lagi? Sikaaaaat!" ujar Iga bersemangat.&lt;br /&gt;"Sikat, sikat... lo kira dia WC?" Andra protes.&lt;br /&gt;"Lo yang ngomong, bukan gue."&lt;br /&gt;Andra menggaruk belakang lehernya dengan gelisah. "Gini ya, dia itu udah jelas di luar liga gue. Dan gue, udah jelas nggak bakalan bisa kenalan sama cewek yang di luar liga gue itu. Apalagi dia masih baru, jadi anak-anak pasti pada berebut perhatian dari dia. Gue nggak yakin gue bisa dapet perhatian juga dari dia. Selalu gitu dari dulu, dari zaman gue SMP."&lt;br /&gt;Anak-anak menatapnya dengan sedikit prihatin. Andra nyengir. "Ya udahlaah. Yang namanya takdir emang gak bisa diubah kan." Ia bangkit sambil membawa gelasnya yang masih kosong. "Gue mau &lt;i&gt;refill&lt;/i&gt; dulu ya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andra kembali ke &lt;i&gt;booth&lt;/i&gt; sambil membawa gelas yang terisi penuh oleh bir pekat dan piring kecil penuh &lt;i&gt;potato chips&lt;/i&gt;. Dimitri langsung angkat bicara.&lt;br /&gt;"Ndra, kita semua ngerti kok sama perasaan lo."&lt;br /&gt;Andra tersenyum senang. "Makasih. Temen yang baik emang seharusnya kayak gitu."&lt;br /&gt;"Dan sebagai temen yang baik, kita udah mikirin soal ini... lo harus tetep kenalan sama Tamy," tandas Remedy. Iga dan Dimitri mengangguk mantap.&lt;br /&gt;Senyuman Andra hilang seketika. "Temen macem apa lo semua!?"&lt;br /&gt;"Loh, bukan gitu Ndra..." Dimitri mencoba menjelaskan. "Masalahnya kan lo sama dia satu jurusan. Nggak lucu banget kalo nggak saling kenal. Yah, anggep aja lo kenalan sama dia sebagai sesama mahasiswa Akun."&lt;br /&gt;"Menurut gue Dimitri itu ada benernya. Dan dengan lo satu jurusan sama dia, harusnya lo lebih gampang buat bisa lebih deket sama dia," tukas Iga.&lt;br /&gt;"Kalo ternyata hasilnya malah nggak sukses gimana?" Andra masih ragu.&lt;br /&gt;"Nah kan? Ini nih yang paling gue gak suka. Lo tuh belom apa-apa udah nyerah aja sih! Seenggaknya coba dulu, kenapa?" lama-lama Remedy yang jengkel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andra terdiam. Ia menatap Tamy di seberang meja. Lama kemudian, akhirnya ia mengambil keputusan. "Oke, gue bakal kenalan sama Tamy sekarang."&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, gitu dong!" anak-anak bersorak gembira. Dalam benak mereka, lagu Sherina yang &lt;i&gt;Kembali ke Sekolah&lt;/i&gt; mendukung suasana ini. Senang, riang, hari yang kunantikan.&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya, Tamy nampak sedang menerima telepon dari seseorang. Hal itu dirasa bukan situasi yang tepat untuk berkenalan dengan seseorang. "Ya udah, tunggu dia selesai nelpon aja," Dimitri menyarankan. "Tenang aja."&lt;br /&gt;Akan tetapi, Tamy langsung berjalan keluar dari bar sambil masih menelepon. Andra panik. "Gimana nih? Gimana nih?" serunya.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, lama lo pada! Udah, kejar aja ke depan sekalian!" Iga sudah tidak sabar lagi. Anak-anak langsung pergi menyusul Tamy ke depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamy berdiri agak jauh dari pintu depan Darien's, sementara keempat anak ajaib itu berdiri di samping pintu masuk. Nampaknya gadis itu sudah selesai menelepon. Dimitri langsung memberi komando pada Andra supaya segera mendekatinya.&lt;br /&gt;"Oke, doain supaya gue berhasil," ujarnya kepada mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Baru beberapa langkah, betapa kagetnya Andra, karena ada sesosok lelaki tinggi yang datang menghampiri Tamy dan langsung memeluknya.&lt;br /&gt;Tubuh Andra langsung membeku. Ia tidak mampu melanjutkan langkahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andra tidak percaya dengan apa yang dilihatnya. Di sinilah ia sekarang, berdiri tidak jauh dari orang yang mati-matian ingin ia ajak kenalan, yang ternyata sedang janjian dengan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba ia serasa berada di SMP lagi.&lt;br /&gt;"Makasih ya, Lex..." ujar Tamy kepada cowok itu, setelah ia menerima sesuatu darinya. Saat Tamy berjalan kembali ke dalam, otomatis dia berpapasan dengan Andra, tentu saja. Wajah Tamy langsung antusias.&lt;br /&gt;"Lo... petugas perpus UBJ yang waktu itu ngasih &lt;i&gt;paper&lt;/i&gt; gue ya?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tuh kan bener dia dikira petugas perpus," Remedy berbisik pada kedua temannya. Dimitri langsung menyikut rusuknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kening Andra berkerut. Matanya tidak berkedip. Kedua tangannya mengepal. Sementara itu, Remedy, Iga, dan Dimitri yang berdiri tidak jauh dari situ mulai khawatir akan terjadi sesuatu.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Gue bukan petugas perpus&lt;/i&gt;," Andra merespon pelan.&lt;br /&gt;Dan benar saja, setelah itu Andra balik kanan, dan masuk ke bar meninggalkan Tamy dan teman-temannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andra duduk di meja &lt;i&gt;counter&lt;/i&gt; sendirian sambil sibuk memakan &lt;i&gt;potato chips&lt;/i&gt; dengan beringas dan menyesap sedikit birnya. Tidak lama kemudian, Tamy datang dan duduk di sebelahnya.&lt;br /&gt;"Anak-anak udah cerita sama gue," katanya. "Sori ya kalo waktu itu gue ngira lo petugas perpus. Sooori banget."&lt;br /&gt;Andra masih tidak merespon. Pikirannya sudah melayang ke kari ayam buatan ibunya di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi setelah dipikir-pikir lucu juga kali, gue ngira lo kerja di sana. Lo kan imut-imut, Ndra. Masa jadi petugas perpus? Hahahaha, bego banget ah gue," Tamy mulai tertawa. Melihat itu, mau tidak mau Andra ikut tersenyum. Ia mulai menemukan secercah harapan.&lt;br /&gt;"Trus cowok yang tadi siapa?" tanya Andra.&lt;br /&gt;"Itu Alex, cowok gue," sahut Tamy, kalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gusti... dosa apa saya, Tuhan?&lt;/i&gt; Andra meratap dalam hati. Ia tersenyum meringis.&lt;br /&gt;"Pada akhirnya gue gak bakal dapet &lt;i&gt;ending&lt;/i&gt; kayak di film-film ya? Hahaha."&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi menurut gue realita lebih baik daripada film. Soalnya kita sendiri yang nentuin &lt;i&gt;ending&lt;/i&gt;-nya."&lt;br /&gt;Andra tersenyum kepada gelas minuman di hadapannya. "Iya, iya. Bener juga."&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, gimana kalo kita mulai dari awal lagi?" Tamy lalu menyodorkan tangan. "Gue Tamy."&lt;br /&gt;Andra menjabat tangannya. "Gue Andra."&lt;br /&gt;Dan begitulah, untuk pertama kalinya, Andra berhasil berkenalan dengan seseorang tanpa harus mengurangi rasa percaya dirinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka lalu bergabung dengan ketiga anak lainnya di &lt;i&gt;booth&lt;/i&gt; yang sama. Dan hanya membutuhkan waktu kurang dari setengah jam untuk bisa menjadi akrab satu sama lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari sinilah perjalanan mereka yang sesungguhnya dimulai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-6613630805884251470?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6613630805884251470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/berlin-07.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6613630805884251470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6613630805884251470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/berlin-07.html' title='Berlin #07'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7289444291547613910</id><published>2010-12-15T19:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T19:22:30.201+07:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't taken this for a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your ex says they never even liked you, you say?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You, sonofabeeeechh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you dot your i’s?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight. &lt;i&gt;Seriously&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you get the trick in the song If You Seek Amy by Britney Spears?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA YES I DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person you sat beside at a restaurant?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke Skywalker. YES I'M AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is the person who has your heart at the moment?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's dead. I don't know, he's already dead to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What happened at 10:00 AM?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Jonathan Strange &amp;amp; Mr. Norrell at class. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever taken someone back after they hurt you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at this blog... nothing changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the first person you talked to today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your hair longer than your shoulders?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. And I hope it's permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can only drink one liquid for the rest of your life, what is it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liquor, maybe? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you kissed anyone in the last 24 hours?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How much money did you spend today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 10k for transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What will you be doing tomorrow?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stealing a jumbo jet to UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you feel about your hair right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your best friend a slut?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what's the point being her friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there someone that you believe you will always be attached to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, he &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; the one who keeps it in mind. &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did you wear today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman tee and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you doing after this?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abducting someone and murder them in my "laundry room".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you ever dye your hair blonde?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Well, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I could sign up for America's Next Top Model." I mean, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you write notes on your hand?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three days from now, will you be in a relationship?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Has someone ever made you a promise and broke it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... except it &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Trees &amp;amp; The Wild and their crews. Jeez, I'm so embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Has anyone said they love you in the last week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Yeah, I am *that* pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think anyone’s lying to you right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you straighten your hair?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Maybe it's the shampoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you hear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What time did you wake up today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.45 AM. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think you can last in a relationship for 3 months?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHALLENGE ACCEPTED (again)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What will you be doing this weekend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing a perfect cartwheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will your next kiss be a mistake?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you get along with girls?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you consider adoption?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not... I don't think I want to have kids in any possible way :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have a friend of the opposite sex that you can talk to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think back five months ago, were you single?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does anyone call you babe?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, but it's just for fun, tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Without naming names, say one thing to someone:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm into you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have a best friend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is anybody interested in you right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer should be yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you had to get a tattoo, what would you get and where would it be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Triad symbol on my right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your school’s mascot an animal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. It's a black eyed susan and a crucifix (Do they even go together?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Were you happy when you woke up today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, no. It's supposed to be my day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single and open to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why do you think people cheat on their bf/gf?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because "there are still other beautiful roses out there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What would happen if you were stuck on an elevator with the person you’ve fallen the hardest?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it important to you if your friends like the person you're dating?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it isn't. We even share the boy together. YOU THINK????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7289444291547613910?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7289444291547613910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/havent-taken-this-for-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7289444291547613910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7289444291547613910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/havent-taken-this-for-while.html' title='haven&apos;t taken this for a while.'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3599825936832616421</id><published>2010-12-15T14:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:47:34.837+07:00</updated><title type='text'>cinta itu seperti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'cinta itu indomi, yang nikmat susah ditemui, tapi pasti ada'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cinta itu bengbeng, makin lama semakin dikit, tapi tetap nikmat'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'seperti yupi, cinta itu ga perna ngebosenin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cinta itu white rabbit, kadang orang kemakan dengan luarnya, padahal dalemnya yg utama'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cinta itu anak mas, ada yang banyak yang lain, tapi cuma satu yang sreg di hati'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cinta itu tictac , nagih, giliran sakit baru brenti'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cinta itu es campur, harus macem2 , baru disebut es campur'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'yang namanya cinta itu emang enak, seperti indo mie goreng'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diketik oleh&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jellypilot.blogspot.com/2010/12/cinta-itu-seperti.html" target="_blank"&gt;Saudara Renaldy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3599825936832616421?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3599825936832616421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/cinta-itu-seperti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3599825936832616421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3599825936832616421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/cinta-itu-seperti.html' title='cinta itu seperti...'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2000678832667836399</id><published>2010-12-15T13:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:27:31.850+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dessert of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQheN8ROW3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZyD4CoGJFf8/s1600/IMG_0980.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQheN8ROW3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZyD4CoGJFf8/s320/IMG_0980.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;temen saya jualan ini di sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;tartlet isi fla dicampur ceri kering, trus di atasnya ada agar-agar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya nggak tau namanya apa (temen saya sendiri nggak tau).&lt;br /&gt;tapi sepertinya makanan ini dikirim dari surga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2000678832667836399?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2000678832667836399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/dessert-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2000678832667836399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2000678832667836399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/dessert-of-day.html' title='Dessert of the Day'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQheN8ROW3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZyD4CoGJFf8/s72-c/IMG_0980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-1814821679457057329</id><published>2010-12-14T18:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:39:16.135+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoot it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"why aren't we dating? we've got plenty of things in common. we're both kinda attractive, have interest in uncommon stuffs, enjoy same genre of films, love talking nonsense for hours, spontaneous, and the essential thing: we're both single. we totally click for each other. why don't we just give it a shot and see how it works out?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish I were brave enough to state my reason back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;turns out I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1814821679457057329?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1814821679457057329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/shoot-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1814821679457057329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1814821679457057329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/shoot-it.html' title='Shoot it.'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-9051254627425028540</id><published>2010-12-14T16:36:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T23:39:01.706+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin Season 1'/><title type='text'>Berlin #06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/b&gt; Iga berinisiatif untuk menyelidiki apa yang tersimpan di dalam laci di gudang Dimitri. Dari situ, ia menemukan sesuatu yang cukup mengejutkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keesokan harinya, Iga dan Remedy menghampiri Dimitri yang saat itu sedang sibuk membaca sendirian di perpustakaan.&lt;br /&gt;"Hai, Dim!" sapa Iga dengan ceria.&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri menatapnya aneh. "Uhh... hai?"&lt;br /&gt;Giliran Remedy yang berdiri di depan Dimitri. "Keseringan baca di perpus gini, pasti bikin lo laper yah?" ujarnya. Agak-agak tidak nyambung sebenarnya. Ia lalu mengangkat kantung plastik putih. "Nih, gue beliin siomay sama es jeruk buat lo."&lt;br /&gt;"Gue nggak suka es jeruk."&lt;br /&gt;"Err... ato lo mau gue pijetin? Pundak lo kan pasti pegel banget tuh," sambung Iga.&lt;br /&gt;"Lo berdua kenapa sih? Dari kemaren tingkah lo aneh banget."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sehari yang lalu, gudang rumah Dimitri.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh... kayaknya lo perlu liat ini deh," ujar Iga pada teman-temannya. Mereka berdua menghampiri cowok jangkung itu.&lt;br /&gt;"Ada apaan emang?" tanya Andra. Iga menunjuk salah satu foto tua di album tersebut. Di situ terdapat sesosok pria paruh baya yang sedang merangkul seorang anak perempuan, dengan latar sebuah istana megah. Sudah pasti itu bukan di Jakarta—bahkan Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;"Liat dong, gue nggak keliatan jelas nih," ujar Remedy. Diambilnya foto itu dari tempatnya, dan ia membaliknya. Ada tulisan yang memudar: &lt;i&gt;Edinburgh, June '98.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kok gue kayak pernah liat, ya?" Remedy berusaha mengingat-ingat.&lt;br /&gt;"Sama! Gue juga," Iga mengamini.&lt;br /&gt;"Lah, ini bukannya Andri Sastrawijaya ya?" sahut Andra enteng.&lt;br /&gt;Remedy dan Iga langsung kaget mendengar nama itu. Mereka lebih kaget lagi saat mendengar langkah kaki Dimitri. Buru-buru mereka memasukkan album foto tersebut ke tempatnya. Tepat setelah itu, si tuan rumah muncul sambil membawa nampan berisi tiga piring kue.&lt;br /&gt;"Heeeii, sori yah lama. Piring-piringnya tadi lagi dicuci... lho, kok lo semua pada diem gitu?"&lt;br /&gt;Baik Iga, Andra, maupun Remedy, saling berpandangan.&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh... enggak... kaos lo bagus deh, Dim!" Iga asal bicara.&lt;br /&gt;Hening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, masa sih? Perasaan kemaren kita-kita biasa aja deh," jawab Remedy sok cuek.&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri menatap mereka berdua secara bergantian. Pertama Remedy, kemudian Iga. Sejurus kemudian, ia terperanjat!&lt;br /&gt;"Aaaaahh! Lo berdua pasti bongkar-bongkar laci di gudang ya kemaren!" Dimitri menuding mereka.&lt;br /&gt;"Ih, apaan! Enggak!" Iga berkilah. Volume suaranya cukup untuk membuat mereka diusir keluar secara 'halus' oleh Pak Badrun ("Tidak perlu kan, saya panggilin satpam cuma untuk nyuruh kalian keluar? Makanya, lebih baik kalian keluar &lt;i&gt;sekarang&lt;/i&gt;.").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri berjalan menyusuri lorong dengan cepat, sementara Iga dan Remedy berusaha menyusulnya dengan terburu-buru. "Yaelah Diiiiim, kita kan udah minta maaf! Jangan ngambek terus, ngapa?" Iga merajuk.&lt;br /&gt;"Iya, lagian kita cuma ngeliat album foto lo doang kok..." Remedy berusaha membantu.&lt;br /&gt;"Bukan itu juga masalahnya!" Dimitri menghardik mereka. "Gue kan udah bilang, jangan bongkar-bongkar laci di gudang. Ya udah, jangan dibongkar! Kenapa sih lo tuh kayaknya susah banget buat dikasih tau." Ia lalu meneruskan perjalanannya, semakin menjauh dari mereka.&lt;br /&gt;"Tuh kan, marah orangnya... aahh, elo siiih!" Iga menyikut Remedy.&lt;br /&gt;"Loh kok jadi gue? Kan elo yang inisiatif duluan," Remedy membantah.&lt;br /&gt;Dan begitulah, mereka berdua saling berbantah-bantahan di lorong, menjadi tontonan menarik siang hari itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kantin, Dimitri berpapasan dengan Andra. "Hei! Kok kusut gitu sih muka lo," sapanya sambil tertawa.&lt;br /&gt;"Temen-temen lo tuh," Dimitri makin merengut.&lt;br /&gt;"He? Kenapa temen-temen gue?"&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri menghela napas panjang. Ia menatap lurus ke mata Andra dengan kesal, membuat cowok itu langsung merasa ada yang tidak beres. Ia memutuskan untuk mendinginkan suasana sejenak.&lt;br /&gt;"Duduk dulu bentar, yuk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka duduk di tepi lorong, kemudian Dimitri memulai ceritanya. "Andri Sastrawijaya itu emang bokap gue. Lo tau sendiri lah ya dia itu siapa, jadi gak usah gue ceritain lagi."&lt;br /&gt;Andri Sastrawijaya adalah pendiri Yayasan Pendidikan Nusantara, termasuk UBJ dan SMP Karya Insani, sekolahnya Dimitri dulu. Sementara ibunya, Paramitha Darmadi adalah seorang &lt;i&gt;fashion designer&lt;/i&gt; bertaraf internasional.&lt;br /&gt;"Waktu pertama kali gue masuk Karya Insani, anak-anak di sana tuh kayak gak merhatiin gue. Tapi begitu mereka tau gue anaknya Andri Sastrawijaya sama Paramitha Darmadi, tiba-tiba aja banyak yang mau jadi temen gue. Kan ngeselin."&lt;br /&gt;"Loh, kan enak punya banyak temen?"&lt;br /&gt;"Mereka mau temenan sama gue supaya kalo ke mana-mana bisa dibayarin! Kayak temen lo tuh, gak ada angin gak ada ujan, tau-tau jadi baek aja. Makanya, pas SMA gue pindah ke negeri sekalian biar gue tau siapa-siapa aja yang beneran mau temenan sama gue."&lt;br /&gt;Andra mengangguk-angguk pelan. "Trus kenapa sekarang lo kuliahnya di sini?"&lt;br /&gt;"Karena takdir kali, ya?" Dimitri tertawa. "Sampe sekarang sih gak ada yang tau soal ini, karena gue sama sekali nggak bilang apa-apa—eh, kecuali Enyo deng."&lt;br /&gt;"Enyo?"&lt;br /&gt;"Waktu itu kenapa dia mau ngurusin perbaikan studio kampus, itu setelah gue kasih tau soal bokap gue."&lt;br /&gt;"Oalaaaaahh. Hahahahaha."&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi gue udah bilang ke dia, supaya nggak bilang ke siapa-siapa."&lt;br /&gt;Mereka berdua diam.&lt;br /&gt;"Ngg sori nih kalo gue banyak nanya. Si Iga sempet bilang kalo di album foto pertama sama kedua ada nyokap lo, tapi di album ketiga nggak ada. Emang dia ke mana?" Andra memecahkan keheningan.&lt;br /&gt;"Gak tau tuh," sahut Dimitri enteng. "Dia pergi pas gue masih kelas 3 SD. Urusan kerjaan kali."&lt;br /&gt;"Emangnya lo gak ada inisiatif nyariin gitu, Dim?"&lt;br /&gt;"Buat apa?" Dimitri balik bertanya. "Buat apa nyariin kalo nyatanya dia nggak pernah inisiatif buat pulang ke keluarganya."&lt;br /&gt;"Yah, biar gimanapun juga kan itu nyokap lo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri berdiri, tanda ia sudah menyelesaikan ceritanya. Andra ikut berdiri. Tepat setelah itu, Remedy dan Iga sedang berjalan menghampiri mereka dari kejauhan.&lt;br /&gt;"Gue boleh minta tolong, Ndra?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm? Apa?"&lt;br /&gt;"Soal yang tadi... cuma lo bertiga aja ya yang tau. Gak ada yang boleh nyebarin."&lt;br /&gt;"Iya Dim, tenang aja. Rahasia lo aman di tangan gue."&lt;br /&gt;"Terutama elo berdua, tuh!!" Dimitri menunjuk Remedy dan Iga yang baru sampai.&lt;br /&gt;"Hah?" Iga kaget tiba-tiba ditunjuk begitu.&lt;br /&gt;"Apaan sih?" Remedy ikutan kaget.&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh, lemot banget ah lo pada. Laper banget nih gue. Makan yuk! Gue yang bayarin deh," seru Dimitri, mengalihkan pembicaraan.&lt;br /&gt;"Beneran nih? Asik!" Iga tersenyum cerah.&lt;br /&gt;"Kok tumben..." gumam Remedy bernada curiga. Sifat detektifnya keluar lagi.&lt;br /&gt;"Alaaaa, seneng aja lo ditraktir sama gebetan," celetuk Iga.&lt;br /&gt;Anak-anak tertawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri tersenyum melihat kelakuan ketiga temannya tersebut. Sejak saat itu, ia yakin bahwa ia sudah menemukan sahabat yang mau menerimanya apa adanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-9051254627425028540?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/9051254627425028540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/berlin-06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/9051254627425028540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/9051254627425028540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/berlin-06.html' title='Berlin #06'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-407238807909423783</id><published>2010-12-13T21:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:39:26.039+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids, I'm gonna tell you an incredible story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQYsdTM22-I/AAAAAAAAA58/VMtgmea5elY/s400/how+i+met+your+mother.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;baru-baru ini saya lagi jatuh cinta sama mereka.&lt;br /&gt;sebenernya sih saya udah lama ngikutin acara ini, tapi makin ke sini saya makin addicted. saya suka ide cerita di setiap episodenya yang selalu beda dan unik. saya suka karakter-karakternya yang tetep susah dibenci meskipun banyak cacatnya (I'm talking about you, barney). and the most important thing, I love the witty dialogues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kayaknya lumayan banyak yang suka sama barney stinson. yes, he is the super-charming man who has got LOTS of catchphrases and memorable quotations. but I'm still more into ted mosby anyway ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-407238807909423783?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/407238807909423783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQYsdTM22-I/AAAAAAAAA58/VMtgmea5elY/s72-c/how+i+met+your+mother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2740260504375648647</id><published>2010-12-13T18:12:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T09:19:46.282+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Classmeeting Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;entah kenapa gue nggak pernah bisa akur sama&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/kucingcang-kowe.html" target="_blank"&gt;hari senin&lt;/a&gt;. mungkin dia emang sensian sama gue, ato mungkin dia lagi dapet, entahlah. yang pasti, hari ini gue ngalamin beberapa kejadian kecil yang cukup untuk bikin gue bete. tapi sebelumnya gue udah ada firasat soal ini, makanya gue sempet nulis di twitter: &lt;i&gt;"Today will be chaos."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah... it was a total chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini ada classmeeting di sekolah, dan kelas gue kebagian jadwal tanding futsal pertama (dan kalah dengan tragis di adu penalti). gue udah semangat motret anak-anak yang lagi tanding... dan gak ada berapa menit, tiba-tiba baterenya langsung berkurang. sial, ternyata kakak gue lupa nge-charge abis minjem kameranya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQX4ZgCwyLI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4IK0ofFYp-E/s1600/IMG_0876.jpg" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQX4ZgCwyLI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4IK0ofFYp-E/s320/IMG_0876.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menjelang siang, perut gue berisik minta dikasih makan. maka gue ke kelas untuk ngambil uang di dompet. di sinilah keanehan terjadi... &lt;b&gt;uang gue lenyap.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;gue inget banget, di dompet gue ada 22 ribu sisa kembalian nonton kemaren—gue bahkan sampe bikin rekap data biar gak salah (ini mah kurang kerjaan). emang bener, sisa uang di dompet (harusnya) 22 ribu. tapi sekarang yang ada cuma selembar 2 ribu perak. dengan kata lain, yang diambil 20 ribunya aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQX6CEJHRCI/AAAAAAAAA5w/5ZXacdl6rdE/s1600/IMG_0910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQX6CEJHRCI/AAAAAAAAA5w/5ZXacdl6rdE/s320/IMG_0910.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Korban yang selamat&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terlepas dari itu, temen sekelas gue, timothy, juga ngelapor kalo uang 30 ribu punya dia ilang. dan nggak lama kemudian, ada temen sekelas yang laporan lagi. katanya uang SPP-nya ada 400 ribu, sekarang tinggal 200 ribu. bombastis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"menurut gue, yang ngambil uangnya orang yang sama," dengan kesotoyan tingkat dewa, gue yang otaknya udah terkontaminasi detektif conan, ngasih tau temen gue.&lt;br /&gt;"emangnya kenapa?"&lt;br /&gt;"soalnya, duitnya sama-sama disisain."&lt;br /&gt;dia diem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi pada akhirnya gue ngelupain kejadian itu sambil ketawa-ketawa santai. yang paling depresi tentu aja temen gue yang uang SPP-nya diambil itu. yang sabar ya. pamulang memang keras, kawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kegiatan classmeeting masih berlanjut. selain futsal, ada lomba merias wajah buat cewek. tapi tetep aja korbannya para lelaki. ada peserta yang niat banget ngedandaninnya, sampe make wig dan minjem rok temennya segala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQX-FN6KSzI/AAAAAAAAA50/2iQZDoHJ62M/s1600/IMG_0915.jpg" imageanchor="1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQX-FN6KSzI/AAAAAAAAA50/2iQZDoHJ62M/s320/IMG_0915.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQX-nYzFzxI/AAAAAAAAA54/WFbAE3y6XVs/s1600/IMG_0917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQX-nYzFzxI/AAAAAAAAA54/WFbAE3y6XVs/s320/IMG_0917.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calon &lt;i&gt;Mas Mater Dei 2010 &lt;/i&gt;(ya, termasuk yang tengah)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand that was monday. ngomong-ngomong besok libur! hore! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2740260504375648647?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2740260504375648647/comments/default' 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on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQOGOJ6xQcI/AAAAAAAAA5g/kbzMYw6El8o/s320/paranormal+activity.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I heard it sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQOGM99YbdI/AAAAAAAAA5c/SCBFWdt94t8/s320/Narnia.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dying to see it since I was in 8th grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The major problem:&lt;/b&gt; I don't have time for those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being a highschool student sucks sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4406044516263824663?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4406044516263824663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/latest-films-that-i-want-to-see-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2685017511356616555</id><published>2010-12-11T19:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T19:23:22.319+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"But no one thought you were a fool..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Llvgt2wgAvs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/Llvgt2wgAvs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you finally scaled the wall&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you had heard the siren singing&lt;br /&gt;What you really heard was a broken bird&lt;br /&gt;Making out like it's a dove&lt;br /&gt;When you stole the soldier's car&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knew what you were thinking&lt;br /&gt;Ivory towers and lover's flowers&lt;br /&gt;But no one thought you were a fool&lt;br /&gt;You never stopped to notice all&lt;br /&gt;The stolen clothes stacked in the hall&lt;br /&gt;From the others who scaled the wall just to&lt;br /&gt;Find themselves fun off the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you showed up at the farm&lt;br /&gt;Visions of the summer flying past you&lt;br /&gt;The foxes had torn up&lt;br /&gt;The mother and her pups&lt;br /&gt;And the well was full of flies&lt;br /&gt;When you walked down to the pond&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the lover guiding you&lt;br /&gt;It had been filled in with rusty nails and then&lt;br /&gt;You finally knew that you were lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one thought you were a fool&lt;br /&gt;Even though everyone knew&lt;br /&gt;What you wrote was the same&lt;br /&gt;Just a different name&lt;br /&gt;Of those who escaped before you&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(Ola Podrida - Run Off the Road)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2685017511356616555?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2685017511356616555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/but-no-one-thought-you-were-fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2685017511356616555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2685017511356616555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/but-no-one-thought-you-were-fool.html' title='&quot;But no one thought you were a fool...&quot;'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7930680213513119255</id><published>2010-12-11T19:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T19:09:00.363+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Little Thing: New friends - old friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;logikanya begini:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;temen lama dilupain kalo ada temen baru.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kalo gitu, apa saya harus jadi temen baru terus supaya kamu nggak lupa sama saya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7930680213513119255?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7930680213513119255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/funny-little-thing-new-friends-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7930680213513119255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7930680213513119255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/funny-little-thing-new-friends-old.html' title='Funny Little Thing: New friends - old friends'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-6503426766729764189</id><published>2010-12-11T00:19:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T20:30:38.333+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intuisi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya mau curhat boleh nggak? boleh kan? ah, pasti boleh dong. kan jarang-jarang saya curhat (as in beneran &lt;i&gt;curhat&lt;/i&gt;) di sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada cowok di sekolah saya, namanya dono. kita temenan meski nggak terlalu akrab. beberapa bulan yang lalu ada satu event yang mengharuskan saya kerja bareng dia selama beberapa hari. singkatnya, akhirnya saya jadi semacam suka sama dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya sendiri nggak yakin kalo saya beneran suka sama dia. hahaha saya minta digampar banget ya. tapi beneran deh. kadang-kadang biasa aja, tapi suka ngerasa aneh kalo ketemu dia. kalo kata anak gaul zaman sekarang, itu berarti saya lagi galau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke, asumsikan aja saya suka sama dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. later, saya liat dia akrab banget sama cewek lain di sekolah saya juga, namanya siti. trus saya dapet kabar kalo ternyata dono lagi pdkt dan mau nembak si siti. jantung saya langsung berasa mau copot. enggak deng. tapi kira-kira rasanya kayak gitu.&lt;br /&gt;di satu sisi, saya tenang-tenang aja (ato paling enggak berusaha tenang). tapi di sisi lain saya uring-uringan. nah lo. gimana ini. kenapa ini bisa terjadi? apa yang harus saya lakukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan selama beberapa bulan itu saya tetep yakin sama intuisi saya, kalo dono suka sama siti. tapi muncul kabar lagi kalo siti lagi suka sama cowok lain! saya—entah kenapa—langsung ngerasa lega. rasanya kayak berhasil nelen bakso tenis yang nyangkut di kerongkongan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pada akhirnya, lama-lama perasaan saya ke dono mulai ilang. saya cuma nganggep dia temen biasa lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai dia jadian sama temen saya. si ratna.&lt;br /&gt;(saya tau nama samaran yang saya pilih emang gak ada yang elit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya baru tau mereka jadian sekitar satu jam yang lalu, waktu saya lagi browsing di facebook. ada nama ratna nongol di news feed. tulisannya &lt;i&gt;ratna ernawati is now in a relationship with dono subagiyo&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jelas saya kaget. badan saya berasa diputer-puter berkali-kali sama tornado dufan. bedanya, kalo di dufan bikin nagih, tapi kalo ini bikin mual. and all of sudden, perasaan saya ke dono beberapa bulan lalu balik lagi. saya lalu berandai-andai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seandainya waktu itu saya berani ngomong langsung ke dono.&lt;br /&gt;seandainya saya yakin kalo saya bener-bener suka sama dono.&lt;br /&gt;seandainya dulu kita berdua lebih akrab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seandainya, seandainya, seandainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pada akhirnya, saya cuma bisa berandai-andai. kemudian menertawakan diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;"kok lo bego banget sih, cem?" kata nurani saya. saya cuma bisa angkat bahu. saya jawab dia, mana saya tau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata... saya mau bilang sesuatu buat mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;selamat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-6503426766729764189?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6503426766729764189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/intuisi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6503426766729764189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6503426766729764189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/intuisi.html' title='Intuisi'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-1364038887441617677</id><published>2010-12-10T20:47:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:36:53.764+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kickass Female TV Characters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549046336505828834" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQIsPjGc1eI/AAAAAAAAA4g/-X1JgmorMXY/s320/Mary.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="240" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Mary Shannon &lt;/b&gt;(In Plain Sight)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549046345680718226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQIsQFR6iZI/AAAAAAAAA4o/zpBRLvUJYkI/s320/Robin.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="248" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Robin Scherbatsky &lt;/b&gt;(How I Met Your Mother)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549046356160336370" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQIsQsUc0fI/AAAAAAAAA4w/iIFnbUBgrps/s1600/Juliet.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Juliet O'Hara &lt;/b&gt;(Psych)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549046357507321426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQIsQxVmLlI/AAAAAAAAA44/yxLBUaqbkak/s320/Phoebe.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="249" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Phoebe Buffay &lt;/b&gt;(Friends)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="1" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQIt38_rD4I/AAAAAAAAA5A/WzaI8ZujUmk/s320/Lisa.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lisa Simpson &lt;/b&gt;(The Simpsons)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1364038887441617677?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1364038887441617677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/kickass-female-tv-characters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1364038887441617677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1364038887441617677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/kickass-female-tv-characters.html' title='Kickass Female TV Characters'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TQIsPjGc1eI/AAAAAAAAA4g/-X1JgmorMXY/s72-c/Mary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-6920032304560032562</id><published>2010-12-10T19:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:52:17.527+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Little Thing: And this one goes to you, mom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya inget satu kejadian kecil waktu saya masih SD. waktu itu saya lagi marah sama mama saya, nggak inget gara-gara apa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dia nelpon saya, bilang lagi mau beli es krim. dia nanyain saya mau dibeliin apa. spontan saya jawab dengan gaya misuh-misuh a la anak SD yang lagi ngambek, &lt;b&gt;"es krim paddle pop lima!"&lt;/b&gt; tapi tentu aja saya nggak beneran minta es krim segitu. namanya juga anak kecil ngambek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;beberapa saat kemudian, mama pulang. dan dia ngasih plastik yang isinya 5 bungkus es krim paddle pop ke saya sambil senyum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sejak saat itu, saya suka senyum sendiri kalo ngeliat es krim paddle pop cokelat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-6920032304560032562?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6920032304560032562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/funny-little-thing-and-this-one-goes-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6920032304560032562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6920032304560032562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/funny-little-thing-and-this-one-goes-to.html' title='Funny Little Thing: And this one goes to you, mom.'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-1902100410488836346</id><published>2010-12-06T17:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T17:33:10.163+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeless Films</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;akhir-akhir ini star movies lagi sering muterin pearl harbor. hahaha, film lama banget kan tuh. tapi entah kenapa, gue nonton itu berkali-kali dan sama sekali gak bosen. dan itulah, sodara-sodara, yang gue sebut sebagai.... &lt;b&gt;timeless film.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ada beberapa alasan kenapa sebuah film bisa disebut timeless ato abadi. alasan yang paling banyak sih gara-gara alur ceritanya yang kelewat bagus sampe kita nggak bosen-bosennya nontonin itu terus, bahkan sampe hafal sama beberapa dialog dari karakternya (kisah nyata). dan juga, film abadi nggak harus selalu film keluaran lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan berikut ini rada-rada gak penting sih. gue akhirnya berinisiatif untuk nyusun daftar yang isinya timeless films versi gue sendiri. syukur-syukur bisa jadi referensi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;film-film abadi versi cemara weda chrisalit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(disertai komentar dan alasan kenapa film ini masuk kategori timeless)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. The Dark Knight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kenapa menurut gue film ini abadi? LO MASIH NANYA JUGA? man, ini jelas film paling perfect yang pernah gue tonton dari semua film batman! dari segi ceritanya, pemain-pemainnya, sutradaranya, dan juga dialognya yang keren banget! If I could quote every single line of Joker's, I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. A Knight's Tale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebuah film bersetting zaman dulu yang dibawa secara modern. plotnya sih simpel aja: tentang perjuangan seseorang untuk ngeraih cita-citanya jadi ksatria berkuda, dan tentu aja ada halang-rintangnya. tapi alur ceritanya secara keseluruhan menurut gue cukup memorable, apalagi akting (alm.) heath ledger yang udah ketauan bagusnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Pearl Harbor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meski gue cukup menikmati film perang, tapi entah kenapa kebanyakan film itu justru bikin gue bosen... kecuali yang ini. di samping alur utama yang nyeritain tentang penyerangan tentara jepang ke pearl harbor, cerita cinta segitiga rafe, evelyn dan danny juga ngena banget. yaa bayangin aja perasaan lo pas ditinggal pacar tugas perang, dan balik-balik udah nggak bernyawa lagi... well, dari situ bisa disimpulkan pesan moralnya: jangan pacaran sama tentara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Chaos Theory&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nggak kayak kebanyakan film hollywood yang konfliknya diceritakan dengan nambahin banyak unsur hiperbola, chaos theory justru &lt;i&gt;mengurangi&lt;/i&gt; unsur itu. tapi, hasilnya kita bisa lebih konsentrasi ngikutin jalan ceritanya. tentang kehidupan seorang highly organized man yang tiba-tiba jadi berantakan karena satu hal sepele. film ini bikin gue berandai-andai, kalo scene ini nggak dilakukan pasti scene selanjutnya gak bakalan ada, dan begitu seterusnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Love Actually&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;film yang berisi banyak cerita selalu menarik perhatian gue, karena cerita-cerita itu pada akhirnya punya suatu koneksi. apalagi film ini bersetting natal. dan kalo nonton love actually bawaannya jadi pengen natalan di Inggris melulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Never Been Kissed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alur ceritanya cukup unik meski endingnya gampang ditebak. gue suka karakter josie yang bener-bener dibuat sepolos mungkin oleh drew barrymore, dan karakter sam coulson si guru super karismatik yang dimainin michael vartan. scene yang selalu jadi favorit gue adalah pas mereka ngobrol di ferris wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Leap Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue udah nonton film ini berkali-kali dan tetep gak ngerasa bosen. selain karena matthew goode terlihat amat-sangat ganteng dan lucu dan urakan, ceritanya juga menarik buat diikuti, meski hiperbola nggak begitu ditekankan di sini. scene favorit gue adalah ketika declan dan anna pura-pura jadi married couple supaya dapet penginapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. (500) Days of Summer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarang-jarang film sejenis ini pake alur non-linear. meski ujung-ujungnya tom nggak jadian sama summer, gue tetep suka ngeliat mereka di sepanjang film. joseph gordon-levitt is such a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Toy Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gak perlu kan gue ceritain alasannya? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue udah nonton film ini dua kali dan masih tetep nangis di adegan yang sama: cerita tentang carl dan ellie dari mereka kecil, nikah, sampe akhirnya ellie meninggal. funny and heartwarming at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1902100410488836346?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1902100410488836346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/timeless-films.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1902100410488836346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1902100410488836346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/timeless-films.html' title='Timeless Films'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2445971728559280863</id><published>2010-12-04T23:01:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:36:50.325+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin Season 1'/><title type='text'>Berlin #05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Album&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/b&gt; Karena ada sesuatu yang terjadi pada studio kampus, Iga, Andra dan Remedy terpaksa harus mencari tempat latihan sementara. Untungnya ada Dimitri yang mau meminjamkan gudang di belakang rumahnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Siang itu, seperti biasanya Iga, Dimitri dan Andra duduk di pojokan kantin yang kini mulai sepi. Mereka mengobrol sambil sesekali Andra menyeruput es tehnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Igaaaaaaa! Andraaaaaa! ...Dimitriiii!!" terdengar suara teriakan dari kejauhan. Rupanya pemilik suara tersebut adalah Remedy. Ia terlihat sedang berlari-lari menuju kantin sambil menenteng &lt;i&gt;guitar case&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hadeh, kenapa lagi tuh anak," gumam Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Abis ketemu si Enyo kali," Andra menimpali. Iga tertawa mendengarnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andra melambaikan tangan ke arah Remedy. "Kenapa lo, Med? Kek abis ngeliat setan aja," ujarnya setelah Remedy sampai di tempat mereka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yang ini lebih parah dari setan!" katanya sambil terengah-engah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Minum dulu nih," Iga menyorongkan gelas berisi es teh. Remedy langsung mengambil dan meminumnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eh, itu kan es teh gue!" Andra menyambar gelas di tangan Remedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nah, udah tenang kan lo? Sekarang cerita," Dimitri kembali ke topik pembicaraan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oke. Tadi, kira-kira 10 menit yang lalu kan gue mampir ke studio buat ngambil gitar gue yang ketinggalan..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sepuluh menit yang lalu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy berjalan menyusuri lorong sambil menyenandungkan lagu &lt;i&gt;A Lack of Color&lt;/i&gt; yang sedang diputar di iPod-nya. Sesampainya di depan studio, ia heran karena pintunya dibiarkan terbuka begitu saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lah, kok kebuka?" gumamnya. Remedy memasuki ruangan, dan betapa terkejutnya dia melihat keadaan studio yang kacau balau. Kabel-kabel yang tadinya tergulung rapi, kini berserakan di mana-mana. Gitar-gitar tergeletak begitu saja di sembarang tempat—salah satu di antaranya senarnya putus, drumset terpisah-pisah dari tempatnya semula, dan yang lebih parah lagi, kertas dinding terkelupas di beberapa bagian ruangan dan busanya terburai keluar. &lt;i&gt;Amplifier&lt;/i&gt; malah menghilang entah ke mana. Gitar milik Remedy tersampir di dekat sofa, dan sepertinya baik-baik saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tanpa pikir panjang, Remedy segera lari dari situ, berniat menemui Andra dan Iga. Akan tetapi, 5 detik kemudian ia kembali untuk mengambil gitarnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Buset, tragis amat, Med," Andra berkomentar sementara Iga terus menyeruput minumannya yang sudah habis, menimbulkan bunyi yang cukup mengganggu untuk membuyarkan suasana yang serius. Dimitri menggeplak belakang kepalanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Apaan sih!? Main geplak-geplak aja!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Berisik, tau gak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Biarin aja. Kenapa, gak suka?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Enggak."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ya udah, gak usah di sini."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dih! Ngusir..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eh! Berantem mulu sih lo berdua. Gue jodohin aja, gimana?" Andra melerai mereka berdua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga langsung menolak mentah-mentah. "Eh, sori aja ya. Gue masih setia ama cewek gue. Lagian kan Dimitri gebetannya Medy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hoo, bener juga ya." Andra mengamini, lalu tertawa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lah lah, kenapa jadi bawa-bawa gue?" Remedy protes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Seneng aja lo, Med..." Iga meledeknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hahaha, penting banget lo berdua. Ngomong-ngomong, masa sih jadinya sebarbar itu, Med?" Dimitri mengalihkan topik pembicaraan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yah... dianya gak percaya. Ya udah, kita ke sana aja sekarang!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anak-anak memandangi kondisi studio di depannya dengan takjub sekaligus &lt;i&gt;shock&lt;/i&gt;. "Gila... barbar abis," ujar Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Trus benerinnya gimana nih? Kan gak mungkin kita-kita doang," sambung Andra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hmmm, kita bilang ke Si Enyo aja, gimana?" Dimitri mengusulkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ha? Enggak, enggak. Gue masih pengen hidup, makasih," Iga menolak usul Dimitri. "Bukan apa-apa ya, gue pernah mau minta dokumen pesenannya Pak Ali, gue malah dituduh bohong sama dia. Sensian abis tuh orang, buset."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yaa trus? Cemen banget lo ah. Kalo lo gak berani, gue aja sini yang hadepin."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ya kalo lo udah bosen hidup sih gak masalah Dim."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dimitri menatap Iga dengan tajam. "Lo harus liat gimana sang ahli ngatasin semuanya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dimitri keluar dari ruangan sekretariat dengan senyum jumawa. "Udah beres. Katanya, sekitar 3 mingguan lagi semuanya bakalan balik ke keadaan normal kok."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Kok dia bisa nurut sih sama lo?" tanya Iga dengan takjub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Udah gue bilang, gue ini ahlinya," jawab Dimitri sesumbar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Umm, 3 mingguan ya? Trus selama itu kita latian di mana dong?" celetuk Remedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gimana kalo di rumah gue aja?" ujar Dimitri tiba-tiba. Anak-anak berpaling padanya. "Di belakang rumah gue kayak ada ruangan kosong gitu, tapi gak pernah dipake. Sekarang dijadiin gudang buat nyimpen barang. Gak gede-gede amat, tapi lumayan luas juga kok."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hmm, boleh juga tuh idenya Dimitri," gumam Andra. "Gimana? Pada mau gak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gue sih mau-mau aja. Kalo lo, Med?" Iga bertanya pada Remedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Medy mah pasti gak bakal nolak... orang tempat latiannya deketan sama rumah gebetannya. Ya gak, Med?" Andra menyambar, disambut gelak tawa Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Bacotlah lo semua." Remedy manyun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokan harinya, anak-anak segera menuju ke rumah Dimitri. Ia mengantar mereka ke ruangan yang dimaksud. "Sori ya kalo agak berantakan," ujarnya sambil menyalakan lampu.&lt;br /&gt;Ruangan tersebut, seperti yang dideskripsikan Dimitri, tidak luas, namun tidak terlalu sempit. Dinding semennya tertutup cat warna salem. Ada kardus-kardus yang tertumpuk rapi dan deretan tas-tas di sisi ruangan, karpet merah marun terhampar di lantai kayu, dua buah bantal besar bermotif warna-warni, dan sebuah meja kecil di sudut ruangan. Di seberang pintu terdapat sebuah jendela kecil yang tertutup kerai tipis berwarna hijau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Segini aja berantakan, gimana rapinya Dim?" Remedy berkomentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ckckck, ini gudang apa... gudang?" Iga berdecak kagum. Sementara itu, Andra langsung merebahkan diri di bantal-bantal tersebut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dimitri tertawa melihat kelakuan ketiga temannya itu. "Yaa nyokap gue emang &lt;i&gt;freak&lt;/i&gt; banget soal ginian. Jadi apa-apa harus bersih dan teratur di tempatnya. Kontras banget ya sama gue?" Dimitri menertawakan pernyataannya sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mereka bertiga terdiam sambil menatap Dimitri sampai gadis itu berhenti tertawa. "Uhh... gue gak mau komentar deh," Andra angkat bicara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oke! Gue tinggal bentar ya. Lo duduk-duduk aja dulu di sini. Sama... oh, iya. Laci yang di ujung situ jangan diutak-atik ya, punya bokap gue soalnya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Orang-orang rumah lo pada ke mana, Dim?" tanya Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dimitri menyembulkan kepalanya dari balik pintu. Ia hanya tersenyum. "Lagi pergi." Kemudian ia segera pergi dari situ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masih di gudang Dimitri, mereka bertiga sudah merasa bosan. Padahal baru sepuluh menit mereka ditinggal si empunya rumah. "Jam berapa sih sekarang? Ada yang bawa jam gak?" tanya Andra. Remedy menatap layar ponselnya. "Baru juga jam 4 lewat. Si Dimitri ke mana, ya?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Cieeeeeee nanyain!" celetuk Iga di sela-sela kegiatannya main gitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yeee, bukan apa-apa juga. Masalahnya yang punya rumah kok malah ngilang gitu aja. Ntar kalo ada apa-apa kan kita yang tanggung jawab, Ga. Mau lo tanggung jawab?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eh, iya juga sih..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mata Iga tertuju pada laci kecil di sudut ruangan. Pikiran isengnya timbul. "Eh, eh, kira-kira itu isi lacinya apaan ya?" tanyanya sambil menunjuk rak tersebut. "Pada pengen tau gak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andra mengangkat bahu. "Terserah lo aja, Ga."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Merasa mendapat angin, kontan Iga berdiri dari kursinya lalu mendekati laci tersebut, bersiap untuk membukanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isi laci tersebut kebanyakan hanya dokumen-dokumen dan tumpukan kertas tua. Sebagian dari kertas itu ada yang sudah menguning. Ada juga tiga album foto di situ. Iga mengambil satu album, yang pada sampulnya bertuliskan &lt;i&gt;Album Keluarga – Vol. 1&lt;/i&gt; dan membolak-balik halaman demi halaman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Isinya apaan, Ga?" Remedy mengintip dari bahu Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nggak tau nih, cuma kertas-kertas gitu sama album foto. Kok kayaknya penting banget ya, sampe nggak boleh diutak-atik gitu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yaaa berarti emang nggak seharusnya lo utak-atik," sahut Andra sekenanya. Iga melotot ke arah bocah berkacamata itu. "TADI LO BILANG TERSERAH!" dia sewot. Yang dipelototi cuma bisa cengengesan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andra dan Remedy sedang memainkan lagu Copeland di dekat jendela, sementara Iga masih sibuk dengan penyelidikannya. Kali ini ia membuka album foto ketiga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kegiatannya terhenti ketika ia sampai di sebuah halaman. Ia menoleh pada kedua temannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eh... kayaknya lo perlu liat ini deh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2445971728559280863?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2445971728559280863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/berlin-05.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2445971728559280863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2445971728559280863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/berlin-05.html' title='Berlin #05'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-8253448964290756260</id><published>2010-12-01T14:02:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:02:10.475+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW DO THEY DO IT!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object data="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1755006&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" quality="best" value="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1755006&amp;fullscreen=1"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1755006&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"  width="400" height="360"  allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 5px 0; text-align: center; width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-8253448964290756260?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8253448964290756260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-do-they-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8253448964290756260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8253448964290756260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-do-they-do-it.html' title='HOW DO THEY DO IT!?'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-6256389346404920679</id><published>2010-12-01T13:34:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:37:30.146+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Resurrection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;setelah sekian lama komputer gue mengalami kebutaan (baca: modul monitor korslet) dan amnesia akut (baca: file-file ilang sehingga harus di-backup lagi), akhirnya dia sembuh juga. now here I am, people. I'm baaaaaaackkkkhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what have&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; missed while I was gone? BANYAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pertama, hari ulang tahun gue.&lt;/b&gt; yes. sejak 29 oktober kemaren, umur gue nambah satu jadi 17 taun. walaupun gak ada acara gede-gedean, gue tetep seneng karena bisa ngerayain sama anak-anak sekelas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kedua, live in angkatan 20.&lt;/b&gt; tanggal 1 sampe 6 november kemaren angkatan gue ke wonosari. agak-agak cemas juga sih, mengingat waktu itu letusan gunung merapi lagi dibicarain di mana-mana. but afterall, we all went home safely. aih... jadi pengen ke sana lagi deh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ketiga, UAS 1.&lt;/b&gt; daaaan sekarang adalah hari pertama UAS 1 di mater dei. tapi kemaren gue dan nyokap malah nonton unstoppable di teko dengan gantengnya. tapi gue nggak nyesel, karena filmnya lumayan bagus :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;keempat, dua band favorit gue dateng ke jakarta taun depan.&lt;/b&gt; ada two door cinema club tanggal 15 februari... disusul dengan MGMT, tanggal 26 maret. itu jelas sumber kegalauan utama gue sampe saat ini. pengen nonton TDCC, tapi gak ada temennya. pengen nonton MGMT, gak tau banyak soal lagunya. pengen nonton dua-duanya... kepentok dana. dilematis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;terakhir... I'm currently looking forward to this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TPXsISNKJ9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/7J7Pmc8qMyU/s1600/IMG_0783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TPXsISNKJ9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/7J7Pmc8qMyU/s320/IMG_0783.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ultimate party of the month!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the quick info for today. &lt;i&gt;cheerio!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-6256389346404920679?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6256389346404920679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/resurrection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6256389346404920679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/6256389346404920679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/12/resurrection.html' title='The Resurrection'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TPXsISNKJ9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/7J7Pmc8qMyU/s72-c/IMG_0783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-4922689294285832841</id><published>2010-10-19T15:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T15:48:30.417+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tertekan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;payah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mau ngapa-ngapain capek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;batuk nggak berhenti-berhenti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pilek nggak sembuh-sembuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dikasih kerjaan terlalu berlebih, jadi banyak yang keteteran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cuacanya nggak mendukung sama sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;acara TV nggak ada yang bagus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nggak bisa ngikutin pelajaran gara-gara sakit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pulsa abis di saat penting.&lt;br /&gt;pengen istirahat seharian tapi nggak bisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;capek lahir batin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;payah payah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ini payah banget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4922689294285832841?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4922689294285832841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/tertekan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4922689294285832841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4922689294285832841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/tertekan.html' title='Tertekan'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7999783654362263280</id><published>2010-10-16T14:23:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T15:34:22.971+07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seperti yang udah diceritain di post sebelum-sebelumnya, gue dan anggra berkelana ke monstore fX kemaren buat nonton performance ttatw, sekaligus beli merchandise mereka. daaann seperti yang udah diceritain juga, gue sekalian mau membuktikan apakah bener mereka ngasih gue diskon 10 persen. dan ternyata benar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oke, mari saya putar balik dulu waktunya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;scene stealers exhibition plus penjualan package dimulai pukul 7, dan ttatw mulai manggung jam 8. sementara itu gue dan anggra baru berangkat dari rumah dia jam setengah 6. gue udah panik aja, takut keabisan. secara package yang dijual cuma 20 dan fans ttatw jelas lebih banyak dari 20 gitu loh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yo wes. lanjut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pas banget, nyampe sana baru jam 7 lewat dikit. supaya cepet sampe lantai 6, gue harus menghadapi ketakutan terbesar gue selama kurang-lebih 30 detik... naik lift. iya, gue takut naik lift. mungkin akibat terlalu banyak nonton film horor modern ato film teroris masa kini, gue jadi paranoid kalo suatu saat lift yang gue tumpangi ternyata berhantu dan liftnya bakal jatoh sendiri, ato yang lebih buruk: &lt;i&gt;di atasnya ada bom waktu yang akan meledak kalo ada gerakan sedikitpun&lt;/i&gt;. oke, oke, ketakutan gue memang nggak beralasan. namanya juga parno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ting&lt;/i&gt;. sampelah kita di lantai 6. dan setelah muter-muter dikit, akhirnya ketemu juga stand monstore. di situ terlihat jelas baju-baju ttatw dipajang dan diperjualbelikan (sahh). dan pas gue perhatiin, di samping meja ada banyak banget boks kosong buat packaging merch ttatw. HA!!!!! ternyata masih belom keabisan! tanpa pikir panjang, gue langsung beli packagenya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dan sesuai janji mereka, gue dapet diskon 10% dari 400 ribu, satu boneka gratis, dan satu flipbook. isi packagenya sendiri ada 3 tshirt, satu booklet yang isinya lirik lagu ttatw (tapi desainnya beda), sama CD Rasuk. iya, jadi CD Rasuk yang gue punya ada dua. keren kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pukul 8 teng, mereka naik panggung. lagu-lagu yang mereka bawain ada honeymoon on ice, the noble savage, berlin, malino, satu lagu baru, sama yang terakhir irish girl. gue langsung kesenengan gitu pas the noble savage dibawain. hahahaha. trus lagu barunya juga lumayan bagus :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q1nEJxxP86w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/q1nEJxxP86w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selesai manggung, kita foto-foto lagi sama mereka untuk yang kesekian kalinya. lama-lama gue jadi bingung sendiri mau berpose kayak gimana. abisnya udah sering sih~ *tipe-tipe anak yang dengan sukarela memberi pipinya untuk dicium setrikaan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLlJKSDM04I/AAAAAAAAA3k/cCYePEt63jg/s320/Andra+Kurniawan!.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLlH-NKuY9I/AAAAAAAAA3g/OIfoBBqiy9w/s320/Remedy+Waloni+(again).jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken by &lt;b&gt;melina anggraini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;akhirnyaaa, kesampean juga gue foto-foto bareng andra! :') dan... tolong, jangan hiraukan wajah saya. maklumin aja, namanya juga orang baru sembuh dari sakit. *alesan*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh iya, ternyata remedy masih inget gue lho gara-gara 'insiden' di mater dei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;anggra: &lt;/b&gt;kak, masih inget nggak kejadian yang di mater dei waktu itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;remedy: &lt;/b&gt;iya iya masih, lo anak md juga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;anggra: &lt;/b&gt;gue bukan, tapi dia nih panitianya. (nunjuk gue)&lt;br /&gt;(remedy ngeliat gue, kayaknya dia lupa-lupa inget)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;itu lho, yang waktu itu gue nangis di sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;remedy:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(nyengir) oooohh hahaha inget inget! kalo nggak salah ada satu panitia guru yang nangis juga ya? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue: &lt;/b&gt;(ikutan ketawa, padahal dalem hati rada gondok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;remedy: &lt;/b&gt;emangnya waktu itu mereka (warga komplek sekitar) beneran dateng yah ke sekolah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;nggg gue nggak liat sih... tapi katanya iya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;remedy:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;hooo. gila, jadi nggak enak deh gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah gue mesti bangga atau malu, bisa diinget sama musisi favorit karena kejadian seperti itu. hahahaha. abstain aja deh gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;eh iya, ngomong-ngomong tanda tangan di CD Rasuk gue udah lengkap doooong. ada tanda tangan tamy juga, pula! :D *pamer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLlPNcFkMVI/AAAAAAAAA30/yFIoAVby7P8/s1600/DSC00968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLlPNcFkMVI/AAAAAAAAA30/yFIoAVby7P8/s400/DSC00968.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus ini dia package Monstore x The Trees &amp;amp; The Wild Series beserta isi-isinya, just in case you're wondering (klik gambar biar lebih jelas):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7999783654362263280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/from-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7999783654362263280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7999783654362263280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/from-yesterday.html' title='From Yesterday'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLlJKSDM04I/AAAAAAAAA3k/cCYePEt63jg/s72-c/Andra+Kurniawan!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-5934248440370629177</id><published>2010-10-15T14:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T14:02:59.829+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Few Hours Before The Scene Stealers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya deg-degan lho. astagah. kenapa bisa gini yak? padahal sebelumnya biasa-biasa aja tuh pas ketemu ttatw. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;kenapa sekarang jadi nervous begini ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear God please help me. semoga saya dan anggra kebagian limited package-nya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-5934248440370629177?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/5934248440370629177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-hours-before-scene-stealers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5934248440370629177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5934248440370629177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-hours-before-scene-stealers.html' title='Few Hours Before The Scene Stealers'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7993785592527009965</id><published>2010-10-13T11:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:49:41.174+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ucapan Terima Kasih</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;baru-baru ini saya iseng browsing blog-blog orang yang saya kenal, lalu saya nemuin satu blog yang menurut saya agak... lucu (bukan dalam artian yang sebenernya).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya baca postingannya, dan saya menemukan ada beberapa bagian yang mirip dengan postingan-postingan yang saya buat sebelumnya. nggak tau juga sih, mungkin itu cuma kebetulan aja. dan semoga aja itu cuma prasangka buruk saya (ketauan kebanyakan nonton sinetron, ngomongnya jadi ngelindur).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, saya mau ngucapin terima kasih lho ke kamu karena udah ngikutin saya. kesannya kan saya jadi kayak trendsetter gitu. saya nggak marah kok. saya justru terharu karena ternyata blog saya menginspirasi seseorang juga pada akhirnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saya juga mau berterima kasih karena berkat kamu saya jadi sadar, kalo ternyata &lt;i&gt;ada&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;yang baca blog saya. untuk itu saya janji bakal lebih sering nulis di sini. dan semoga itu bisa jadi bahan "inspirasi" kamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;no hard feelings, yes? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7993785592527009965?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7993785592527009965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/ucapan-terima-kasih.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7993785592527009965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7993785592527009965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/ucapan-terima-kasih.html' title='Ucapan Terima Kasih'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-4818510299947716216</id><published>2010-10-13T08:44:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:20:00.803+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Pet Peeve in My Entire Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"When people exit or enter my bedroom or any room that I'm in, and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; forget &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;to close the door."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;geez, am I the only one who finds it annoying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4818510299947716216?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4818510299947716216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/biggest-pet-peeve-in-my-entire-life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4818510299947716216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4818510299947716216'/><link 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Times, serif; font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Burned Out Stressed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofstressedareyouquiz/burned-out.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You're not just stressed out - you're exhausted. Your reserves are empty.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You've been stressed out for long enough that you just don't have any energy left. You may be feeling numb or depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's probably hard for you to enjoy fun and relaxing activities. The stress you feel is always with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Give yourself a break if it's at all possible. No one should have to experience this much stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofstressedareyouquiz/" target="_blank"&gt;What Kind of Stressed Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well, practically I filled it while I was feeling sick and unwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1367805465420062416?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1367805465420062416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/du-uh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1367805465420062416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1367805465420062416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/du-uh.html' title='Du-uh!'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-1257683640751098291</id><published>2010-10-12T18:28:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:24:56.294+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"CATCHPHRASE!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbhrz1-4hN4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/rbhrz1-4hN4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;secara tidak sengaja, gue nemu video ini pas lagi browsing di 9gag. awalnya gue pikir ini semacem film parodi sampah kayak film-film parodi lain yang udah banyak beredar. tapi ternyata bukan!&lt;br /&gt;ini adalah trailer fiksi bikinan dua orang, Brian McElhaney dan Nick Kocher. mereka menceritakan tentang alur cerita yang selalu dipake film-film drama yang menang (ato minimal masuk nominasi) oscar sebagai film terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerita film sejenis itu biasanya dimulai dengan tokoh utama (biasanya cowok) yang punya good fortune. tapi dia juga punya masalah sepanjang jalan cerita (punya sodara cacat mental tapi ternyata pinter, ketemu cewek yang mengubah visinya, dan merasa ada sesuatu yang kurang dari hidupnya). dan di deket ending film, ada bagian di mana dia bikin pidato yang menggugah orang lain, yang dideskripsikan sebagai &lt;b&gt;"inspiring final lines of a speech that douchebags will quote in their facebook profiles"&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari urutan potongan-potongan adegan di trailer, jalan cerita, jenis dialog yang dipake, bahkan pemain-pemain dan sutradaranya, semuanya jadi formula resmi di film-film drama inspirasional*. and if you notice, dengerin deh apa yang mereka omongin. smart yet hilarious ;)&lt;br /&gt;so If you haven't seen it, you SHOULD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*for references, try to watch movie trailers for Rain Man, A Beautiful Mind, and Reign Over Me. they may &amp;nbsp;not be the same, but the storylines are kinda similar, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: another useful&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/arts/article/0,8599,1971567,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;reference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-1257683640751098291?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1257683640751098291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/catchphrase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/1257683640751098291'/><link rel='self' 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hari.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika lo nggak bisa tidur sama sekali padahal capeknya kebangetan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika semua ekspektasi tertinggi lo diluluhlantakkan oleh satu kekurangan kecil, dan meski lo berusaha mengabaikan kekurangan itu, tetep aja nggak bisa ilang dari ingatan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika semua rencana yang udah lo susun jauh-jauh hari sebelumnya terpaksa dibatalkan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika lo mencoba tidur saat lo lagi flu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anxiety.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika seseorang seenaknya masuk ke zona nyaman lo dan membuatnya nggak nyaman lagi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika lo merasa ditolak oleh apapun juga.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika lo kelaperan dan harus menerima kenyataan bahwa gak ada makanan sama sekali.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika lo mendownload sesuatu yang size-nya gede, dan tiba-tiba berhenti pas udah nyampe 97%.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika orang yang sangat lo hormati kesel sama lo—bawaannya pengen terjun dari lantai 3 senci.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika es krim rasa favorit lo abis.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika lo pengen seneng di saat lo &lt;i&gt;memang&lt;/i&gt; pantes untuk jadi seneng, tapi kenyataan berkata lain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika lo nggak mampu ketemu idola lo, padahal mereka lagi ada di kota yang sama.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika lo dituntut jadi dewasa tapi tetep diperlakukan kayak anak kecil pada saat bersamaan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika lo dikira anak kuliahan padahal masih kelas 2 SMA.... *curcol*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gue nggak bermaksud jadi emo sih. tapi apa yang gue tulis di atas memang berdasarkan kenyataan dan sering terjadi di kehidupan sehari-hari. tenang aja, pasti suatu saat nanti gue bakalan nulis yang edisi #BestFeelingsOfAllTime :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-529129770346211323?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/529129770346211323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/worstfeelingsofalltime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/529129770346211323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/529129770346211323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/worstfeelingsofalltime.html' title='#WorstFeelingsOfAllTime'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-8731860754236620579</id><published>2010-10-11T17:47:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T07:33:41.657+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serprais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(catatan: post di bawah ini 100% fakta dan tanpa rekayasa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang bulan oktober.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tanggal 15 nanti bakalan ada launching official merchandise ttatw di monstore fx, dan mereka sekalian manggung akustik set di sana (PLUS BAWAIN SATU LAGU BARU!). gue dan anggra, sebagai fans ttatw jelas bakal dateng sekalian untuk beli merchandise-nya. yaaah siapa tau kan bisa dapet tanda tangan di t-shirt gitu. heheheh. sayangnya harga packagenya mahal banget dan jumlahnya terbatas... jadinya gue rada harap-harap cemas juga nih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, tanggal 15 juga bertepatan dengan 2 minggu sebelum hari ulang taun gue. maka gue dengan pede ngetweet sesuatu yang berkaitan dengan monstore, dan dibales sama mereka. berikut adalah cuplikannya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLLmzMDO3EI/AAAAAAAAA3E/zHPB8l8prbU/s1600/wish+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLLm3bNQ0DI/AAAAAAAAA3M/XBo0bo6GnAM/s1600/answer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLLuMwPk3aI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/GsFJbSVNBzw/s1600/wish+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;abis itu gak dibales-bales lagi. mungkin mereka mikir, "nih anak mentang-mentang mau ulang taun malah minta diskon. rugi bandar lah ya." HA! kebaca juga pikiran gue. sial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;beberapa saat kemudian, kira-kira satu jam, anggra sms gue (kayaknya akhir-akhir ini tuh anak sering banget jadi pembawa kabar gembira buat gue). dia ngasih tau kalo gue dikasih diskon sama monstore. hah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gue langsung ngecek mention gue secara gak sante, daaaaann inilah yang gue dapatkan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLLmyjKf0EI/AAAAAAAAA3A/0MzGnOF0k_Y/s1600/comes+true!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;gilaaaaaaaa. sampe sekarang gue masih gemeteran bacanya, antara nggak percaya dan seneng. ini nih sifat orang indonesia yang paling nyebelin: banyak mintanya, abis itu kita malah bingung setelah dapetin semua yang kita minta. gue ngereply tweet mereka dengan hebohnya dan nggak lupa ngucapin terima kasih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;gue seneng. super-duper seneng. ya iyalah, ketemu artis idola secara live, dengerin lagu baru mereka, trus dapet merchandise ttatw diskonan plus boneka GRATIS? siapa coba yang gak seneng? mwahahahah. this is totally the best monday so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;thanks a million, &lt;a href="http://www.heymonstore.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Monstore&lt;/a&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-8731860754236620579?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8731860754236620579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/serprais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8731860754236620579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8731860754236620579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/serprais.html' title='Serprais'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLLmzMDO3EI/AAAAAAAAA3E/zHPB8l8prbU/s72-c/wish+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-9051775422168936981</id><published>2010-10-11T16:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:53:23.634+07:00</updated><title type='text'>90 Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;selamat siang semuanya! zalam zuper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ketika pelajar normal lainnya mengeluhkan hari senin, gue kebalikannya... SAYA CINTAAAA SEKALI HARI SENIN. mwahahahah. alasannya simpel aja sih. hari ini gue masih libur abis terima rapor mid semester (dan puji tuhan nilai-nilainya bagus—nilai 7 dan 8 bertebaran di rapor udah termasuk bagus buat siswa macem gue, oke). dan satu lagi, barusan gue abis dari pim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nggak banyak juga sih yang gue lakuin di sana. secara gue cuma pergi sendirian dan duit yang dibawa pas-pasan banget. walhasil gue cuma ngambil CD Congratulations di musiklub dan beli yogen früz, abis itu pulang. total waktu yang gue habiskan selama perjalanan plus jalan-jalan di sana cuma satu setengah jam. hebat sekali, bukan? gak biasa-biasanya lho gue pulang siang dari mall. harap maklum, namanya juga anak &lt;s&gt;jalanan&lt;/s&gt; metropolitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh iya, ada satu obrolan yang sempet gue lakukan sama dua staff musiklub. yang satu pake kacamata, dan yang satunya lagi kayak peppy the explorer (tau kan? itu lho yang ada di trans 7). gue sendiri heran, tiba-tiba aja nyambung ke peppy segala.&lt;br /&gt;karena gue lupa namanya, sebut aja mereka Staff Musklub Berkacamata (&lt;b&gt;SMB&lt;/b&gt;) dan Staff Musiklub Mirip Peppy (&lt;b&gt;SMMP&lt;/b&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;mas, mau ambil CD Congratulations dong. atas nama cemara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMB:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok. (nyari di tumpukan CD, trus balik lagi) uhh, artisnya apa yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;MGMT.&lt;br /&gt;(begitu SMB ngasih CDnya ke gue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMMP:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;MGMT tuh kayak apa sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMB:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;itu loh, kayak gorrillaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(dalam hati) &lt;i&gt;well, close enough. sebenernya lebih mirip Ok Go ato Two Door Cinema Club sih...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLLeE-20HHI/AAAAAAAAA28/6RNtTurXr_Y/s400/Congratulatioooonns.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kayak gini loh covernya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pas gue berniat bayar, SMMP berinisiatif ngajak gue ngomong lagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMMP:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;lo anak kuliahan yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;eh? bukan kok. gue masih SMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMMP:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(kaget—I ALWAYS get this reaction) hah! yang beneeeerr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(cengengesan) iyaa bener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMMP:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;hmm SMA di mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;di mater dei pamulang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMMP:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh mater dei... (gue nggak yakin dia tau MD ada di mana. itu loh mas, yang ttatw gak jadi manggung di pensinya trus mereka mainin 1 lagu secara eksklusif di depan meja piket) gue juga SMA sih, tapi baru lulus. lo kelas berapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;kelas 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMB dan SMMP:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(terkejut) HAH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMB:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;ah boong! kelas 3 kali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gue:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;idih, beneran kelas 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMMP:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;hahahaha ya udah.&lt;br /&gt;(begitu gue mau siap-siap pergi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMMP:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;makasih, dateng lagi ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo ketemu orang baru yang lebih tua dari gue, gue selalu dapet pertanyaan yang sama dengan reaksi yang sama pula. hal ini masih membuat gue heran sampe sekarang.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;sebenernya apa sih yang membuat gue keliatan seperti anak kuliahan? apaaaaa? katakaaan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh well... until then, folks. kayaknya froyo yang gue makan tadi siang baru ada efeknya sekarang nih.&lt;br /&gt;:ngacir ke kamar mandi secepat kilat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ps: stay tuned for a surprise post right after this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-9051775422168936981?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/9051775422168936981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/90-minutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/9051775422168936981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/9051775422168936981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/90-minutes.html' title='90 Minutes'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLLeE-20HHI/AAAAAAAAA28/6RNtTurXr_Y/s72-c/Congratulatioooonns.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2657941230741999746</id><published>2010-10-11T10:26:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:27:27.517+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pada suatu malam yang biru (lah)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;kemarin malam, ada seorang teman yang mention saya via twitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLKBmkGqbiI/AAAAAAAAA20/DHbA0tJgyT8/s400/putri+ayu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;setelah itu saya langsung nyari fotonya di google (berhubung saya suka cepet lupa sama muka orang), dan inilah perbandingannya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLKBxj58GJI/AAAAAAAAA24/6lC9Z1UFp3k/s320/blink.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLKBliMlZxI/AAAAAAAAA2w/OUziS69ZMYg/s320/putri-ayu-imb.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang satu cantik dan pandai menyanyi, yang satunya lagi.... yah, begitulah adanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2657941230741999746?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2657941230741999746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/pada-suatu-malam-yang-biru-lah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2657941230741999746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2657941230741999746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/pada-suatu-malam-yang-biru-lah.html' title='Pada suatu malam yang biru (lah)'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TLKBmkGqbiI/AAAAAAAAA20/DHbA0tJgyT8/s72-c/putri+ayu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-4013270034963699378</id><published>2010-10-09T20:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T20:33:07.148+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kepada Kamu, Dengan Penuh Kebencian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Aku benci jatuh cinta, terutama kepada kamu. Demi Tuhan, aku benci jatuh cinta kepada kamu. Karena, di dalam perasaan menggebu-gebu ini; di balik semua rasa kangen, takut, canggung, yang bergumul di dalam dan meletup pelan-pelan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku takut sendirian.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Raditya Dika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://radityadika.com/kepada-kamu-dengan-penuh-kebencian/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4013270034963699378?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4013270034963699378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/kepada-kamu-dengan-penuh-kebencian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>Nangis Bombay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sebenernya gue terlalu sedih buat nyeritain ini, tapi kalo kata bondan prakoso, "ya sudahlah..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seperti yang lo tau, hari sabtu kemaren adalah puncak dari rangkaian lustrum IV sma mater dei. waktu itu kita ngadain pensi. bintang tamunya ada suicidal sinatra, abolish conception, dan the trees and the wild. gue udah seneng-seneng aja tuh. apalagi pas ttatw dateng buat soundcheck dan sempet bawain derau dan kesalahan. gue pun semakin yakin kalo pensi bakal berjalan dengan lancar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;atau setidaknya begitulah kira-kira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;menjelang siang, tiba-tiba ujan turun dengan sangat deras. akibatnya acara harus terhenti selama kira-kira satu jam. sementara itu ttatw beserta krunya lagi melanglang buana entah ke mana dan belom balik, dan kebetulan baru ada satu orang yang dateng duluan, namanya &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kansildika" target="_blank"&gt;dika kansil&lt;/a&gt;. dia itu additional player ttatw, kalo gak salah main perkusi. ya udah gue ngobrol aja sama dia sambil nunggu ttatw dateng dan nungguin ujan berenti. dan ternyata dia orangnya baaaaiiiik banget :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;beberapa menit kemudian, akhirnya ttatw beserta kru-krunya nyampe juga di md. man, I gotta be honest... remedy, iga, dan andra terlihat sangat fine dari deket. sayang gue gak sempet foto-foto sedikitpun saking sibuknya :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gue, yang nyaris nggak punya malu, maju dengan kepedean tingkat tinggi dan bilang ke mereka, "selamat datang!" yang kemudian direspon dengan senyuman oleh remedy. oke, sejauh ini gue masih berpikir bahwa semuanya baik-baik aja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;namun ternyata tidak demikian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;karena hujan, terpaksa dibuat perubahan jadwal di sana-sini. ttatw yang tadinya manggung jam 4, akhirnya dijadwalkan sebagai band penutup alias jam 5. tapi ternyata hal itu nggak bisa diwujudkan karena adanya suatu masalah. akhirnya anak-anak MD dikumpulin di aula, dan guru-guru ngasih tau kalo ttatw terpaksa nggak manggung dan bla bla bla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gue dan beberapa panitia yang udah gak sanggup lagi denger penjelasan guru *ceilah, kek di sinetron aje*, akhirnya keluar dari aula. jujur aja sih, saat itu gue nangis sesenggukan karena beberapa faktor: ttatw batal manggung, takut penonton pada nggak seneng, lustrum udah gagal, dan gue takut pihak ttatw sendiri nanti bakal bersikap kayak gimana ke pihak sekolah. karena itu gue nangis. waktu itu gue lagi duduk di depan aula dan beberapa temen panitia menghibur gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah berapa kali ya gue nangis selama pensi? tadinya gue pikir gue gak bakal nangis gara-gara acara lustrum, mengingat udah ada beberapa panitia dan guru yang nangis saking stressnya. eh taunya gue kena juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis dari aula, gue turun ke depan kelas kimia, (istilahnya) ruang tunggunya ttatw. karena gue pikir tempat itu udah kosong, gue duduk di bangku deket ruangan itu. waktu itu gue udah nggak ngerti lagi mesti kesel apa sedih, dan yang gue lakukan cuma duduk sendirian sambil nunduk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu tiba-tiba ada yang mengusap pundak gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue mengangkat kepala, dan ternyata ada dika di situ. dia nyengir dan ngomong sesuatu buat menghibur gue, nggak tau juga persisnya bilang apa. trus dia nyalamin gue sambil bilang "makasih ya."&lt;br /&gt;gue bengong. makasih apaan? mereka gak jadi manggung, kenapa malah dia yang makasih? kadang-kadang gue suka bingung sendiri sama orang yang hobinya ngomong terima kasih tanpa alasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan males-malesan gue jalan ke koridor, di sana gue ketemu titi dan lina. mereka langsung bikin group hug buat menghibur gue... dan yang ada gue malah tambah nangis lagi (-______-). apalagi di situ gue ngeliat iga yang (gue asumsikan) lagi masukin gitar ke case-nya, kayaknya sih siap-siap mau pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba-tiba robert, salah satu panitia, manggil gue, "eh cem, mereka mau mainin satu lagu tuh di depan meja piket!" kagetlah gue. hah, mereka mau main?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan memang bener, sodara-sodara! ternyata tadi iga bukannya masukin gitar, tapii malah dikeluarin lagi buat dipake. remedy, andra, dan iga berdiri di depan pintu masuk, mainin irish girl versi akustik dan ditonton beberapa orang aja. mereka berdiri tepat di depan gue dalam jarak yang sangat deket. gue mau nangis lagi rasanya *ealaahh nangis muluu* tapi kali ini gara-gara kesenengan sampe terharu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pas kita lagi beres-beresin kelas, anak-anak datengin gue. yaah kebanyakan niatnya sih mau menghibur gue, karena menurut mereka, gue yang udah usaha buat mendatangkan ttatw ke pensi. terima kasih atas perhatiannya ya teman-teman :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebelum pulang, gue ngetweet si dika. gue bilang makasih dan sekalian minta maaf. eh beberapa menit kemudian, anggra sms gue. kata dia, "asik dehh tweetnya si kansil hahaha". gue nanya, emangnya dia ngetweet apaan? gue malah disuruh baca sendiri. dan ternyata inilah yang dia tulis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TK7lLdSmxnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/8gQqgUPNZH0/s400/@kansildika.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baik banget kaaaan? asli, waktu itu gue kesenengan sendiri bacanya. hahaha terima kasih yaa udah menghibur saya :D (and we're still communicating through twitter, btw. I won't regret meeting him back then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keesokan harinya gue ngecek fb. banyak gitu anak md yang nge-like ttatw. hahahaha. see I told you. gue juga iseng-iseng lurking fbnya iga, dan ada beberapa anak md yang baru ngeadd dia. rasanya gue pengen ketawa.&lt;br /&gt;didasari dengan keisengan itu juga, gue nulis sesuatu di wallnya. dan ternyata dibales lho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="1" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TK7mCmfTiRI/AAAAAAAAA2k/uTfv4gSKCsA/s1600/wall+post.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just too good to be true!!! ...ga deng, biasa aja sih. seneng doang. hehe :D jadii pikir-pikir lagi yaa kalo ada yang berpikiran ttatw itu sombong.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(tapi gw emang rada serem sih sama manajer-manajernya. LOL ampun bang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, see you next time, maybe? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7341548898701778756?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7341548898701778756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/nangis-bombay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7341548898701778756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7341548898701778756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/nangis-bombay.html' title='Nangis Bombay'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TK7lLdSmxnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/8gQqgUPNZH0/s72-c/@kansildika.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3827039104528364965</id><published>2010-10-01T00:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:06:14.049+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Shots'/><title type='text'>Kepada Anda, di Masa Depan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kepada anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan berarti saya lagi nyari pasangan, tapi entah kenapa, saya bisa melihat dari sudut mata saya kalo anda ini cukup menarik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ini aneh. dulu saya menganggap anda biasa-biasa aja, atau bahkan saya sama sekali nggak kenal anda sebelumnya. mungkin waktu itu saya terlalu sibuk mencari seseorang yang tidak ada, sehingga saya tidak bertemu anda. mungkin saya sempat berpapasan dengan anda—atau bahkan sudah terlalu sering bertemu dengan anda, namun sama sekali nggak terlintas di benak saya kalau &lt;i&gt;andalah orangnya&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;waktu demi waktu saya lalui, dan nanti saya akan ketemu lagi sama anda. kali itu, semuanya akan terlihat jauh berbeda. sekeliling saya menjadi lenyap kalau ada anda. saya merasa ada perasaan baru yang hinggap ketika kita saling bertemu muka. kini saya melihat anda dari sudut pandang yang berbeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya sendiri nggak tau kenapa itu bisa terjadi. saya juga nggak akan bisa menebak-nebak kapan hal itu akan terjadi. terlebih lagi, saya juga nggak bisa memilih kepada siapa perasaan khusus itu akan datang. tapi Dia sudah menentukan semuanya. Dia masih belum memberi tau siapa, di mana, bagaimana, dan kapan, tapi saya tau pasti bahwa &lt;i&gt;anda&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;adalah orang yang dimaksud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, anda. anda adalah orang yang tepat buat saya. dan saya memutuskan akan menyambut anda dengan sukacita. karena Dia tidak pernah salah pilih, iya kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oleh karena itu, saya mau berterima kasih yang sebesar-besarnya kepada anda. saya mau ngucapin terima kasih karena anda akan memberi saya kesempatan kedua untuk menjadi diri saya sendiri. saya mau berterima kasih karena rasa sayang yang akan anda berikan buat saya, yang belum pernah anda perlihatkan ke orang lain sebelumnya. saya mau berterima kasih atas hari-hari yang nantinya kita lewati bersama; hari-hari menyedihkan, menyenangkan, mengundang tawa dan amarah. hari-hari itu tidak akan pernah saya lupakan seumur hidup saya.&lt;br /&gt;dan saya mau minta maaf kalau saya kurang bisa menjaga sikap dan mudah terseret emosi. namun kesabaran anda yang luar biasa yang akan membuat saya mampu menahan emosi yang meluap-luap itu nantinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya yakin anda akan kaget saat menerima surat ini. tapi setelahnya anda &lt;i&gt;pasti&lt;/i&gt; akan tersenyum mengerti. karena ketika anda membaca surat ini, anda sudah bertemu dengan saya dalam kesempatan yang lain. dan bisa jadi, anda sudah menyelesaikan rencana yang diatur oleh Dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bisa jadi anda akan sedang membaca surat ini bersama saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekali lagi, saya nggak tau kapan kesempatan itu bakal datang. tapi saya tetep percaya. karena nggak ada yang nggak mungkin bagi Dia. saya yakin anda juga tau itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata, saya akan sangat menanti kehadiran anda di saat-saat yang nggak terduga. saya akan menunggu &lt;i&gt;waktu yang tepat&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam,&lt;br /&gt;saya di masa lalu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3827039104528364965?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3827039104528364965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/kepada-anda-di-masa-depan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3827039104528364965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3827039104528364965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/10/kepada-anda-di-masa-depan.html' title='Kepada Anda, di Masa Depan'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7348995652576376037</id><published>2010-09-30T23:46:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:56:33.168+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pros &amp; Cons: Committee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God, I miss blogging&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;so much&lt;/i&gt;. gue bukannya kena writer's block, tapi karena saking banyaknya yang mau diceritain, sampe bingung mana dulu yang mau ditulis. *alasan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dari tanggal 24 sampe 29 kemaren adalah acara Mater Dei Cup buat ngerayain ulang tahun sekolah yang ke-20. acaranya seru banget. ada pertandingan basket, futsal, lomba dance, sinematografi dan spelling bee. lomba sinematografi baru digelar besok dan itu adalah lomba yang terakhir :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susunan panitia lustrum cukup ngaco, karena kadang-kadang tugas satu panitia nggak sinkron sekali dengan jabatannya. contohnya gue. gue adalah panitia fun bike dan pembuat piagam (baca: panitia pengangguran), namun somehow didaulat buat ngejagain tempat parkir dan tempat penitipan helm selama pertandingan karena menurut mereka, selama hari pertandingan otomatis gue gak bakal ada kerjaan. maka jadilah gue tukang ngasih tiket parkir. ok, ok. fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi sepertinya gue nemuin semacam berkah dari situ. emang sih gue gak bisa leluasa nonton basket karena harus ngejagain motor dan helm, tapi setidaknya gue bisa kenalan sama anak-anak dari sekolah lain, sekaligus pasang mata... kali aja ada yang cakep gitu, kan lumayan bisa punya alasan buat megang-megang helmnya :p&lt;br /&gt;selain itu, sebelum mereka pergi, gue selalu bilang "terima kasih! dateng ya ke pensi MD!" (which usually worked, by the way. biasanya mereka ngerespon sambil senyum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagi sebagian orang, jadi panitia acara sekolah terdengar seperti jabatan yang keren. gimana enggak; bisa keluar kelas karena mesti ngurusin persiapan, dapet ID card yang notabene adalah all access buat ke tempat manapun yang gak semua orang bisa masuk, bisa pergi ke mana-mana dengan izin khusus, dan yang paling penting, bisa kucluk-kucluk ke ruangan bintang tamu dengan alasan mau ngasih konsumsi ato hal-hal lain yang dirasa penting, meski tujuan utamanya adalah buat foto-foto ato sekedar ngeliat mereka lebih deket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yah, nggak salah dan nggak bener juga sih. nggak salah karena secara tidak kasat mata, emang &lt;i&gt;itu&lt;/i&gt;lah yang bakal kita alami kalo jadi panitia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nggak bener, karena apa yang dialami panitia nggak cuma yang enak-enaknya aja. kita, para panitia lustrum, udah banyak ngalamin hal-hal yang pastinya bikin capek lahir-batin, misalnya:&lt;br /&gt;harus ikut rapat tiap hari (well, gak tiap hari juga sih) sampe sore, berjuang buat ngumpulin dana sebanyak mungkin, ngerjain ini-itu, nelponin sekolah-sekolah hanya untuk dengerin penolakan partisipasi setelahnya (kisah nyata), nyebarin proposal dan invitasi ke mana-mana, kena marah guru, nongkrong di sekolah selama 12 jam buat ngurusin lomba dan menyadari bahwa selama seminggu itu, seolah-olah kita ada di rumah cuma buat numpang tidur, saling kemakan emosi karena udah terlalu capek mikir, dan lain sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, yang paling menyenangkan dari itu adalah gimana kekompakan kita diuji. nyatuin isi kepala 52 anak itu nggak gampang lho. itu pun belom termasuk pihak guru. dan satu hal lagi yang paling asik adalah saat acara yang kita buat itu bisa sukses. pasti ada kelegaan dan kegembiraan luar biasa yang minimal bikin kita senyum selebar Joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TKS_a_PRkQI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/JbwvD2T8bco/s320/BollandJoker.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;eh... mungkin tidak selebar &lt;i&gt;itu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puas, bahagia, dan bangga. itulah yang dialami para panitia kalo semua acara dapat berjalan lancar. dan PR kita sekarang adalah acara puncaknya: Pensi yang bakal digelar hari sabtu besok. kita harus berusaha sangat maksimal demi kesuksesan acara, tapi harus tetep dijalani dengan seru! never miss a single moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I guess pros win big this time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7348995652576376037?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7348995652576376037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/pros-cons-committee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7348995652576376037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7348995652576376037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/pros-cons-committee.html' title='Pros &amp; Cons: Committee'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TKS_a_PRkQI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/JbwvD2T8bco/s72-c/BollandJoker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-5240874876189306676</id><published>2010-09-18T00:02:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:04:55.181+07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's What the Result Said</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are iPod classic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofipodareyouquiz/ipod-classic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You are a true music lover, and probably a true movie lover as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your iPod doesn't need all the bells and whistles. It needs a lot of storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to have your whole music library at your fingertips. You are an expert in choosing the right mood music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's likely that your friends are always asking you for new playlists. You have great taste in music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofipodareyouquiz/" target="_blank"&gt;What Kind of iPod Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yeah... that's probably what I need right now. *put it on my birthday list*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh look, it's already midnight. and there will be two tests tomorrow. yay me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-5240874876189306676?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/5240874876189306676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/thats-what-result-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5240874876189306676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/5240874876189306676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/thats-what-result-said.html' title='That&apos;s What the Result Said'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-7234235538863009616</id><published>2010-09-17T22:41:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:13:11.048+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bizzaro Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kebanyakan orang pasti punya hari keberuntungannya. kayak yang ada di ramalan astrologi majalah-majalah fashion buat cewek gaul itu lho. as a believer, I have one too. my lucky day is thursday.&lt;br /&gt;well, gak bisa dibilang &lt;i&gt;lucky&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;juga sih sebenernya. yang terjadi cuma serangkaian kejadian kecil di hari kamis yang cukup untuk bikin gue senyum-senyum keheranan. beda banget sama kejadian-kejadian di hari senen yang justru bikin gue manyun seharian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin bagi orang lain serangkaian kejadian itu biasa aja, tapi bagi gue ada arti tersendiri. *ceilaaaaahhh dalem amat gue* misalnya, gue disapa pake senyum lebar sama orang tertentu aja, kayaknya sih itu biasa banget ya. tapi &lt;i&gt;orang-orang tertentu&lt;/i&gt; itu adalah orang yang sebenernya nggak terlalu deket sama gue. jadi gue ngerasa seneng aja karena at least dia kenal sama gue. kira-kira begitulah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu ada juga orang-orang asing yang secara tidak sengaja gue temui di tempat-tempat yang nggak terduga. pernah suatu hari gue lagi nemenin nyokap ke atm, dan di sana gue ketemu cowok yang mirip iga massardi... dan dia lagi gendong anak. dan setelah gue telaah, mungkin itu adalah sosok iga di masa depan kalo udah nikah dan punya anak sama risa. hoahahahah *malah ngegosip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contoh lain lagi adalah setiap kali gue ke superindo hari kamis malem, pasti ada cowok *ehem* yang enak diliat *ehem* yang gue temuin di sana, paling enggak satu orang. what is it, a recurring coincidence? a premonition? hahaha. well, it could be! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, inti dari tulisan panjang dan terkesan nggak ada maknanya ini adalah... emang nggak ada. haha ga deng. maksud gue adalah, hari keberuntungan nggak selalu berarti sesuatu yang secara langsung membuat lo beruntung; kayak misalnya hari ini lo nemu duit seratus ribu di jalan, trus kejatohan limited edition dress-nya mango yang lagi dijemur, dan tiba-tiba aja ada yang ngasih lo satu lusin J.Co gratisan karena dia alergi donat (astaga, melas amat hidup orang itu). buset, itu mah hokinya sadis banget yak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keberuntungan nggak selalu berarti sesuatu yang langsung lo alami. kejadian kecil yang dialami orang lain, tapi cukup untuk bikin gue senyum, itu aja udah merupakan hal yang baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesimpulannya, kamis mungkin bukan "hari keberuntungan" gue. kamis adalah "hari baik" gue... my bizzare thursday—in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="border: 0px inset gray; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;button class="button" onclick="this.parentNode.parentNode.childNodes[1].style.display = '';this.parentNode.style.display = 'none';" title="Click to show the spoiler." type="button"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BONUS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/button&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="spoiler" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TJNtEs46ODI/AAAAAAAAA2E/zBnA7cc_G6I/s400/well+uh.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bisa bayangkan orang seperti ini jadi bapak?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol maaf ya mas iga. maaf juga ya fans-fansnya iga. saya cuma bercanda kok, sumpah :ngacir:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-7234235538863009616?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7234235538863009616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/bizzaro-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7234235538863009616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/7234235538863009616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/bizzaro-thursday.html' title='The Bizzaro Thursday'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TJNtEs46ODI/AAAAAAAAA2E/zBnA7cc_G6I/s72-c/well+uh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3851107300099888498</id><published>2010-09-17T12:59:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:34:53.474+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin Season 1'/><title type='text'>Berlin #04</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Finding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/b&gt; Penyelidikan Remedy masih berlanjut di sini. Berkat Iga, ia berhasil mendapatkan satu tersangka, dan juga menemukan sebuah petunjuk dari Dimitri yang membuat Remedy beberapa langkah lebih dekat ke si pelaku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keesokan harinya, Remedy, Iga, dan Andra (setelah dipaksa-paksa dan diiming-imingi satu batang Silver Queen almond oleh Remedy—ya, semurah itulah Andra) mendatangi rumah orang yang dimaksud. Namanya Faras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Faras ini adalah seorang mahasiswi Sastra Korea. Tubuhnya kecil, wajahnya tirus, dan rambut cokelatnya bergelombang sepanjang leher. Kegilaannya nggak lain nggak bukan adalah terhadap segala sesuatu yang berbau Korea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ha, gue nyolong DVD lo?" ia jelas heran langsung ditembak begitu pagi-pagi begini. Apalagi, ia baru bangun tidur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Motifnya sangat jelas, Ras. Pertama, lo demen banget sama film Korea. Kedua, gue denger-denger lo &lt;i&gt;dying &lt;/i&gt;buat nyari DVD &lt;i&gt;Full House&lt;/i&gt; yang lengkap," Iga menjelaskan secara sok sistematis. Nampaknya ia mulai ketularan Remedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tunggu, tunggu. Lo ngapain bawa-bawa DVD &lt;i&gt;Full House&lt;/i&gt; ke kampus? Lo demen juga?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga mengatupkan bibirnya. "Uhh... itu gak penting. Yang penting adalah gue harus cepet-cepet nemuin DVD itu di mana. Ada di mana?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dih, nuduh sih sembarangan. Ya mana gue tau lah! Mentang-mentang gue suka film Korea trus gue nekat ngelakuin tindakan gak terpuji, gitu? Wahh, kayaknya &lt;i&gt;mindset&lt;/i&gt; lo harus diubah deh, Ga."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yah... jadi lo yakin nih, lo gak ngambil DVD si Nita?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Faras menatapnya sinis. "Mati aja lo, Ga."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tepat setelah itu, pintu dibanting di depan wajah mereka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mereka keluar dari rumah Faras dengan langkah gontai. "Ahh, elu sih, Med! Kalo lo gak ngotot buat buru-buru nyamperin Faras, mungkin dia bisa diajak ngomong baik-baik."&amp;nbsp;Iga komplain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tapi kan kalo gak buru-buru, tersangka bisa kabur duluan..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ya tapi gak pagi-pagi buta juga kan? Lagian lo udah kayak apaan aja dah, pake ada acara tersangka kabur segala. Ini cuma masalah DVD ilang, bukannya ada yang mati."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy menghela napas. "Ya udah terserah lo deh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Heh heh heh, malah ribut aja lo pada. Masih pagi nih. Mau lo dikeroyokin gara-gara dikira maling?" Andra menengahi. "Tapi emang bener juga sih, Med. Ini kan cuma masalah DVD ilang. Gak bakal sampe makan korban."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tapi tadi Iga bilang DVD-nya punya Nita..." Remedy membela diri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Trus kenapa kalo punya Nita?" tanya Andra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Punya Nita? Punya Nita..." Iga berpikir sejenak, kemudian ia langsung menjadi panik. "ANJRIT, DVD-NYA PUNYA NITA! Mati gue kalo gak cepet-cepet ditemuin!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekedar info, Nita adalah mahasiswi Teknik Arsitektur UBJ sekaligus teman baik Risa, pacarnya Iga. Bisa dibilang, Nita adalah salah satu preman kampus. Agak aneh juga sih, preman kok hobinya nonton film drama Korea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ya ampun, Igaaaa... sabar, sabar. Kita pasti bakal nemuin DVD-nya kok!" Andra buru-buru menenangkan Iga yang kalap. "Seperti yang gue bilang tadi, nggak akan ada korban jiwa..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tapi kalo gak ditemuin sekarang juga, gue yang bakal jadi korbannya! Med, pokoknya lo &lt;i&gt;harus&lt;/i&gt; nemuin DVD-DVD itu secepetnya!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yah... tapi gak segampang itu... pertama, gue harus nemuin petunjuk yang lain dulu. Baru bisa jalan. Lo kira bakal segampang itu nemuinnya?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ah. Monyong." Iga mulai pasrah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mereka bertiga berjalan beriringan menyusuri komplek rumah Faras. Kepanikan Iga mulai reda, sementara Remedy tetap memikirkan siapa pelaku yang sebenarnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ngomong-ngomong topi lo ke mana? Kok tumben hari ini dandanannya gak secanggih kemaren," Andra angkat bicara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Kemaren sore topi gue dimain-mainin sama anak-anak kampung trus nyemplung ke got. Kan nggak elit kalo detektif pake topi bekas air got." jawab Remedy sambil merengut. Iga dan Andra cuma bisa mengangguk-angguk sambil menahan tawa. Penampilan Remedy hari ini memang cukup "biasa": kaus abu-abu polos, celana jins 7/8, dan sepasang sandal Converse butut warna hitam. Rambut gondrongnya dibiarkan berantakan begitu saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Kemaren kayak detektif canggih, sekarang kayak anak kampung..." Iga meledek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Komentar aja terus, Ga. Gue doain lo diburu sama si Nita, mau?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eh, ya jangan lah. Gue gak mau mati muda."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ya udah, jangan komentar mulu!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lo sendiri sekarang udah nemuin titik terang, belom?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tenaaang, nanti malem juga pasti ketemu kok, Ga. Pokoknya nyawa lo aman di tangan gue."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dua hari kemudian.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy masih belum menemukan titik terang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari itu ia duduk berhadapan dengan mie ayam di pojokan kantin. Pandangannya kosong. Bisa ditebak bahwa selama 48 jam itu ia sibuk mengumpulkan segala macam data sampai lupa tidur. Antara pusing dan mengantuk, ia menghantamkan wajahnya ke meja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tiba-tiba Dimitri muncul sambil membawa sepiring nasi bungkus dan segelas es teh. "Gue boleh duduk di sini gak, Med? Meja yang lain penuh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy mengangkat kepalanya, lalu melihat sekeliling. "Ah? Nggak penuh kok."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Meja di situ isinya anak-anak gaul, di situ anak-anak punk, dan di sana kebanyakan Asdos." Dimitri meletakkan piring dan duduk di depan Remedy. "Menurut gue itu penuh. Mending gue duduk di sini sama lo. Ya gak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lo itu terlalu idealis, Dim."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Loh, lebih baik idealis daripada luntang-lantung gak jelas karena gak punya prinsip."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Iya aja dah gue."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dimitri nyengir. "&lt;i&gt;Anyway&lt;/i&gt;, gimana penyelidikannya?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy tersentak. "Tau dari mana lo? Perasaan gue gak pernah cerita-cerita deh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tau lah," Dimitri menyuapkan sesendok besar nasi dan lauk. "Gue kan bisa ngeramal."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Serius ah, Dim."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Serius gue. Gue ini turunan peramal tau," Dimitri menatap Remedy dengan serius. Lima detik kemudian, tawanya lepas. "Enggaaaak, becanda kok. Kemaren gue dikasih tau sama Andra."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ah, udah gue duga."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gak usah ngeles deh lo... gue tau tadi lo sempet percaya. Iya kaaan? Hahaha. Trus gimana? Udah ada perkembangan belom?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy mengaduk-aduk mie ayamnya dengan malas. "Sama sekali belom ada dari kemaren. Tau ah, mumet gue."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hmmm. Trus, yang punya DVD udah nanya-nanyain?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Belom sih. Makanya gue bisa rada tenang dikit."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oh, gitu." Dimitri menyesap es tehnya. "Eh tapi kok aneh ya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy mendongak di sela-sela kegiatannya memakan mie ayam. "Hah? Aneh apaan?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Iyaaa aneh aja. Masa barang kesayangannya dipinjem orang, trus dia gak nanyain."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hah? Maksudnya apaan sih?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hah hoh hah hoh aja lo dari tadi."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Abisnya gue gak nangkep lo ngomong apaan. Coba jelasin deh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ngg, gue kasih contoh aja ya. Misalnya lo itu tergila-gila banget sama... hmm... komik Eyeshield."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gue nggak suka Eyeshield."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Well, hypothetically&lt;/i&gt;. Yaa anggep aja lo suka. Ini kan cuma contoh, Med, nggak harus berdasarkan kenyataan juga."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oke, gue suka Eyeshield. Terus?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nah, suatu hari, ada temen lo yang minjem beberapa komik lo itu. Dan secara lo adalah fanatik Eyeshield, otomatis lo pasti bakal mastiin kapan buku itu balik, iya kan? Dan gue yakin lo pasti bakalan kalap deh kalo bukunya gak balik pas waktu yang udah ditentuin."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eh, iya ya. Tapi sampe sekarang si Nita masih belom nanyain juga."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nah! Apalagi itu punya Nita. Lo tau sendiri kan tuh anak suka sradak-sruduk sendiri," Dimitri membenarkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hahaha iya juga sih... OH! Gue ngerti sekarang!" wajah Remedy mendadak berubah cerah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tadi kusut sekarang seneng. Kenapa deh lo, Med," komentar Dimitri. Remedy tidak peduli. Ia terus melahap makanannya dengan sukacita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gimana, Med? Udah tau belom siapa yang ngambil DVD-nya Nita?" Iga menagih janji pada Remedy. Siang itu, seperti biasa, mereka berkumpul di studio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gue udah dapet petunjuk baru lagi sih, tapi gue masih belom yakin. Makanya gue mau nunggu dulu sebentar buat ngebuktiin analisis gue."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lama-lama gue eneg tau gak denger lo ngomong gitu," celetuk Andra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hadeehh mau nunggu sampe kapan lagi? Sampe Nita nyamperin gue trus ngebunuh gue di tempat? Udah bagus sekarang dia belom nanyain, trus gimana kalo besok dia nanya ke gue?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nah, justru itu..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Justru itu apaan? Wah, jangan-jangan lo emang udah ngerencanain supaya gue gak selamet. Detektif macem apaan lo!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Udaaah, sabar aja dulu. Kita tunggu aja sampe besok. Nggak lama kok!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga tidak punya pilihan lain selain menuruti kata Remedy sambil sedikit cemberut. Dan tidak lama kemudian, guru pembimbing mereka muncul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eh, Mas Rayo udah dateng tuh. Kita latian dulu yuk."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keesokan harinya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kali ini Iga dan Andra yang duduk di pojokan kantin, sibuk dengan makanan mereka masing-masing. Suasana kantin saat itu masih penuh seperti biasanya. "Si Medy ke mana yah? Katanya kita disuruh nunggu di sini," ujar Iga seraya mengambil es jeruknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lagi ada urusan kali. Lo tungguin aja," sahut Andra cuek dan terus melahap nasi kuningnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tidak lama kemudian, anak yang ditunggu-tunggu muncul juga. Ia bersama dengan seorang cewek yang nggak lain nggak bukan adalah... Nita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Anjriiiitt! Anjrit, anjrit. Ngapain sih tuh anak pake bareng Nita segala? Ahh monyet, sampe gue mati, pokoknya si Medy bakal gue gentayangin seumur hidup."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hei!" sapa Remedy dengan jumawa. "Si Nita mau ngomong sesuatu nih soal DVD-nya..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga buru-buru memotong perkataan Remedy. Ia langsung berdiri dan memeluk Nita. "Nita! Astaga Nita, lo boleh deh marah ke gue, karena itu semua murni kesalahan gue, tapi sebelum lo ngapa-ngapain gue, gue mau ngomong sesuatu. Sori banget gue udah ngilangin DVD lo, sori banget. Gue janji gak bakal ngilangin lagi, gue janji."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nita meronta-ronta, berusaha melepaskan diri. "Ahh apa-apaan sih! Gue udah punya cowok, tau! Lepasin gue! Lagian DVD apaan sih yang ilang?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga melepaskan pelukannya, menatap Nita dengan heran. "Lho... waktu itu kan Risa nitip DVD lo ke gue... trus..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oooohh, DVD &lt;i&gt;Full House&lt;/i&gt; yang waktu itu? Udah ada di gue, kali."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hah! Kok bisa?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Iyaaa waktu itu kan gue lagi ke perpus. Trus gue liat ada tas lo di rak, sama ada bungkusan jatoh di deket situ. Pas gue liat, ternyata itu DVD punya gue. Ya udah, gue ambil aja."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga masih menatapnya tidak percaya. "Trus... kenapa lo nggak bilang ke gue kalo lo udah ngambil DVDnya?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dih, ngapain amat gue pake bilang dulu ke lo? Itu DVD gue, gitu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ya, bilang makasih kek udah dibalikin. Gue panik nyari ke mana-mana, kirain ilang, tau gak!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Aduuuh ya udah sih, yang penting kan DVD-nya udah kembali dengan selamat... ya udah, bilang makasih ya ke Risa. Gue cabut duluan ye. Daaah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan begitu saja. Nita, si sumber dari segala masalah, meninggalkan mereka bertiga, melebur dengan keramaian kantin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sore harinya, Remedy baru berjalan beberapa langkah ke tempat parkir untuk menuju mobil (ayah)nya ketika tiba-tiba Dimitri muncul sambil mengendarai sepedanya. Roda depannya berhenti tepat di depan kaki Remedy. Cewek itu melepaskan &lt;i&gt;headphones&lt;/i&gt; dari telinganya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Fiuh, untung remnya gak blong."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lo baru balik, Dim?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Iya, tadi ada ekskul. Nih bawaan gue aja udah seabrek-abrek." Dimitri menunjuk tas berisi kamera SLR yang sedang ia pakai, dan juga tasnya. "Di dalemnya ada &lt;i&gt;handycam&lt;/i&gt; segala tuh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Haha, ribet juga bawaan lo."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lo sendiri baru balik?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Iya, tadi ada urusan bentar."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oh..." Dimitri mengangguk. "Ngomong-ngomong, gimana tuh kelanjutan kasusnya? Penasaran juga gue."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tadi siang udah ketauan sih... ternyata Nita sendiri yang ngambil."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"He? Lucu amat. Kok bisa gitu?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yaaa gue keinget aja sama omongan lo kemaren. Nita kan &lt;i&gt;obssessed&lt;/i&gt; banget sama film drama, masa iya dia nggak nyariin DVD kesayangannya? Nah, dari situ gue baru tau kalo dia gak bakalan nyariin karena DVD-nya emang udah balik ke dia."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oh, gitu. Hebat juga ya lo, Med. Kalo gitu, kalo gue lagi ada kasus, gue minta bantuan lo boleh ya!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hahahaha, siaaapp. Emangnya ada misteri apa yang belom bisa lo pecahin sekarang?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sekarang sih gak ada, Med. Udah ah! Gue cabut duluan ya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Belum sempat Remedy mengatakan sesuatu, Dimitri sudah melajukan sepedanya keluar area kampus. Ia hanya menatap kepergian cewek itu dari kejauhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bagi gue, misteri terbesar saat ini adalah lo sendiri.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3851107300099888498?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3851107300099888498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/berlin-04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3851107300099888498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3851107300099888498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/berlin-04.html' title='Berlin #04'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-4400196716300590631</id><published>2010-09-16T15:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:25:52.304+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kata orang berbagi itu baik...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3TyeVs29SrM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3TyeVs29SrM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so there you have it. see it now, and you'll fall in love just like I do! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="biggrin" title="biggrin" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4400196716300590631?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4400196716300590631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2194394696768466902</id><published>2010-09-16T14:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T18:07:31.797+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It feels like Monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes, people. mentang-mentang tadi baru selesai mid test hari pertama, sekarang gue ngerasa hari ini adalah hari senen. sepertinya mid test selalu membawa efek distorsi waktu bagi para siswa, sehingga otak kita akan dicuci secara terus-menerus selama satu minggu penuh dan akibatnya kita menjadi lupa waktu karena stress oleh ujian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singkat kata, this is what the mid term tests always brings for us, the students: membuat otak jadi slek. contohnya: satu paragraf nonsense di atas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid test hari pertama (secara mengejutkan) nggak sesusah yang gue bayangkan. pas ngeliat soal sejarah yang naudzubillah banyaknya, gue sempet mikir bahwa waktu 90 menit nggak bakalan cukup buat ngerjain semuanya.... tapi nyatanya, gue nyelesain semua soal dalam waktu kurang dari 1 jam. alhasil sisa waktunya gue pake buat tidur ato gambarin muka personel TTATW versi kartun pake pensil di kertas soal. life's been pretty good so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue kadang-kadang suka minder sendiri sama temen-temen gue kalo soal belajar. kebanyakan dari mereka terlihat males kalo di sekolah, tapi ternyata mereka punya jadwal belajar di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;apalagi kalo di twitter. gak jarang gue ngeliat tweet sejenis "offline dulu, mau belajar :)" di timeline gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa gue minder? simpel aja sih jawabannya. gue teramat-sangat jarang belajar di rumah. jangankan jarang, gue bahkan nggak punya jadwal belajar sama sekali kecuali kalo mau ngerjain PR dan apapun itu yang berhubungan dengan nilai. ←&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; contoh siswa yang tidak baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pernah suatu kali guru bahasa Indonesia gue nyuruh kelas XI IPS 1 (kelas gue) bikin survei tentang sistem belajar. gue, pas ditanyain anak-anak, cuma bisa ngejawab "gak pernah belajar tuh di rumah." sambil cengengesan.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;biasanya anak-anak akan merespon, "ah yang bener lo?" dan lanjutannya bakal gue jawab "iya" terus-terusan sampe akhirnya mereka capek sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aneh tapi nyata. gue nggak pernah belajar sehari sebelum ujian, apalagi nyicil-nyicil belajar. apaan tuh nyicil? kredit kaliii dicicil. mentok-mentok yaa cuma 30 menit sebelum ujian. dapet nilai tuntas udah syukur, dapet nilai bagus berarti hoki, tapi kalo dapet jelek yaaa emang nasib. hehe. and frankly, gue suka heran sama anak-anak yang kesannya betah banget nyicil-nyicil belajar di rumah. it's either them who are too diligent or me who's too lazy to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;however, yang namanya sistem emang nggak bisa diterapkan pada semua orang. ya tho? *ngeles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2194394696768466902?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2194394696768466902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-feels-like-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2194394696768466902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2194394696768466902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-feels-like-monday.html' title='It feels like Monday.'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-3256731245013291084</id><published>2010-09-16T12:44:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T12:47:10.614+07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your Face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...dan satu lagi untuk orang orang yang mem follow saya lalu mengeluh tentang tweet saya yang terkadang kurang manusiawi topiknya. Tinggal di unfollow saja kalo emang nggak sreg, karena saya nggak akan merubah cara saya atas permintaan anda. Kalo emang nggak suka lebih baik anda yang pergi."&lt;/span&gt; — Iga Massardi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yah, He's got the point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-3256731245013291084?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3256731245013291084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-your-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3256731245013291084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/3256731245013291084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-your-face.html' title='In Your Face!'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-4060229460584024275</id><published>2010-09-14T17:21:00.025+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:34:14.369+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mereka tidak selalu benar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;suatu ketika, ayah dari temen baik saya nanya ke saya, nantinya mau ngelanjutin kuliah di mana dan jurusan apa.&lt;br /&gt;saya ngejawab dengan mantap, "pengennya sih IKJ, om. di jurusan perfilman."&lt;br /&gt;beliau malah tertawa. "wah, si (nama temen saya) juga kepengennya di situ. tapi nggak om bolehin.. om pengennya dia masuk bisnis aja, tapi dia nggak mau. kalo gitu om udah gagal dong ya jadi orangtua." beliau tertawa lagi sambil berlalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya ngerti maksudnya cuma bercanda. tapi kok kesannya malah nyindir ya?&lt;br /&gt;kalo saya saat itu nggak inget lagi ngomong sama siapa, saya pasti akan bilang, "kalo anak om nantinya pengen nerusin ke jurusan yang emang dia mau, menurut saya itu artinya om justru &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sangat berhasil&lt;/span&gt; sebagai orangtua, karena itu berarti om ngasih dia kesempatan yang besar untuk meraih impian dia. biar gimanapun juga, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berhasil&lt;/span&gt; selalu gampang didapet kalo didasari dari keinginan pribadi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaf ya kalo saya sok tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4060229460584024275?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4060229460584024275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/mereka-tidak-selalu-benar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4060229460584024275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4060229460584024275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/mereka-tidak-selalu-benar.html' title='Mereka tidak selalu benar.'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-4358719116229348468</id><published>2010-09-14T12:14:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:35:14.331+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past and Present Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516636150807902050" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TI8HWcv7t2I/AAAAAAAAA1s/6UpsslWjHZ4/s400/Harriet+the+Spy.jpg" style="display: block; height: 294px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;This is Gregory Smith in 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516638057195803634" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TI8JFamOk_I/AAAAAAAAA18/QwbFMC3i9Kc/s400/Gregory+Smith.jpg" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;And 14 years later... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;voila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-4358719116229348468?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4358719116229348468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/past-and-present-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4358719116229348468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/4358719116229348468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/past-and-present-times.html' title='Past and Present Times'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TI8HWcv7t2I/AAAAAAAAA1s/6UpsslWjHZ4/s72-c/Harriet+the+Spy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-9054113743297622722</id><published>2010-09-14T09:34:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:05:36.709+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kucingcang Kowe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;menurut kepercayaan, orang yang meninggal bisa hidup lagi kalo mayatnya diloncatin kucing. tapi cerita selanjutnya sama sekali nggak ada hubungannya sama orang mati. cuma gue, hari senen, dan kucing putih. kayaknya adaaaa aja kejadian-kejadian aneh di sekitar gue di hari senen. ada apa dengan hari senen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari itu, gue masih libur. jadinya sangat natural kalo gue masih ngendok di balik selimut padahal udah jam 7 lewat. gue ngerasa ada sesuatu yang lewat di atas selimut gue. gue pikir, &lt;i&gt;ah palingan ada yang jatoh&lt;/i&gt;. gue cuek dan masih tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba-tiba kakak gue sradak-sruduk masuk ke kamar dan menjerit dengan histeris, "ADA KUCING! KUCINGNYA MASUK KAMAAAARR!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue yang kebangun, antara sadar dan tidak sadar, jelas bingung. kucing apaan? dan mata gue pun tertuju pada sekelebat bayangan putih di atas rak buku... &lt;b&gt;beneran ada kucing&lt;/b&gt;. yak, ada kucing putih gede nangkring di atas buku-buku pelajaran gue. that time, I was hoping he/she would eat one of my homeworks sehingga kalo gurunya nanya, gue bisa beralasan, "PRnya ditelen kucing, bu!" sayangnya dia sama sekali nggak berselera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia masih nangkring di atas sambil ngeong-ngeong, kayaknya gak bisa turun. gue pura-pura tidur dengan nutupin muka pake selimut, aslinya sih buat nutupin muka, jaga-jaga aja kalo dia tiba-tiba loncat turun trus mendarat di muka gue. kan gak elit aja gitu kalo gue mati keabisan napas cuma gara-gara ketindihan kucing. oke, gak lucu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan dugaan gue bener. si kucing langsung melesat dan pindah ke samping tempat tidur gue, yang ada jendelanya. dia masih ngeong-ngeong sambil narik-narik gorden. sepertinya dia mau bilang "anjrit! gue salah masuk kamar! anjrit, anjrit!". kakak dan nyokap gue mencoba memancing-mancing si kucing supaya dia mau keluar. syukur dia mau. gue langsung kebangun 100% dan sama sekali nggak berniat untuk ngelanjutin tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah itu, gue nelpon titi karena kebetulan gue ada rencana buat makan-makan bareng dia dan nunki. ternyata dia nggak bisa karena mau ngebenerin laptopnya. ya udah, akhirnya gue berniat cuma pergi sama nunki. tapi begitu gue sampe rumah nunki... TIBA-TIBA UJAN GEDE AJA GITU LHO. otomatis rencana makan-makan jadi batal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejadian di atas mungkin sama sekali gak ada hubungannya sama kucing. tapi yaah, tetep aja gue suka ngerasa aneh. kok bisa beruntun gitu ya kesialannya? hahaha. *ketawa maksa*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mungkin gue harus masang sesajen tiap hari senin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh iya. bentar lagi gue bakal ngepost Berlin chapter 4 loooohhh. are you exciteeeed? &lt;img alt="biggrin" class="emoticon" height="15" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" title="biggrin" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-9054113743297622722?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/9054113743297622722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/kucingcang-kowe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/9054113743297622722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/9054113743297622722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/kucingcang-kowe.html' title='Kucingcang Kowe!'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-8213755165753354636</id><published>2010-09-08T14:30:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:33:29.312+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin Season 1'/><title type='text'>Berlin #03</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Missing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/b&gt; Sejumlah DVD yang dibawa Iga menghilang secara misterius! Remedy yang keranjingan cerita detektif berusaha untuk memecahkan kasus tersebut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ada yang liat DVD gue nggaaaak?" Iga menyapa teman-temannya di kelas siang itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sapaan yang baik dan bener adalah &lt;i&gt;selamat siang&lt;/i&gt;, Iga. Bukan nanyain DVD lo ada di mana," Dania meralat. Iga tidak peduli. Ia menghampiri Sandy, si mahasiswa borju yang sedang asik memainkan PSP-nya sambil mendengarkan lagu lewat iPod-nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"San, liat DVD gue nggak?" Iga mengulang pertanyaannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sandy tidak menyahut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Woi, San!" Iga memanggilnya lagi. Sandy tetap tidak menjawab. Ia justru mengangguk-anggukkan kepalanya sesuai dengan irama musik. Iga gondok. Diraihnya iPod Sandy lalu volumenya dimaksimalkan, membuat si empunya iPod kaget dan buru-buru melepaskan &lt;i&gt;earphones&lt;/i&gt; dari telinganya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Argh! Kampret lo, Ga!" Sandy memaki sembari melirik layar PSP-nya. "Gua udah susah-susah sampe level 26 malah &lt;i&gt;game over&lt;/i&gt; kan! Tanggung jawabbb!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yaelah tinggal diulang lagi kan bisa..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"TADI BELOM SEMPET GUA &lt;i&gt;SAVE!&lt;/i&gt;" Sandy makin kalap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga mundur tiga langkah sebelum dilahap hidup-hidup. "Okeeee oke. Sori banget deh, San. Lagian lo gue panggilin malah manggut-manggut."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Mangnya kenapa sih? Sampe gak penting, awas lo," ancam Sandy sambil menyimpan kembali iPod dan PSP-nya ke dalam tasnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ehm, lo tau kan tadi gue bawa DVD seabrek-abrek ke kampus?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Iya, tau. Trus?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nah, itu DVD kan gue simpen di plastik, plastiknya gue taro di deket tas gue dan gue tinggal di perpus pas disuruh Pak Iman ngebawain makalah ke kantornya. Gak ada sepuluh menit gue tinggal, udah raib aja gitu plastiknya!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sandy mengangguk-angguk mengerti. "Oke... trus maksud lo ngomong gitu ke gua apaan?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Enggak, gue pengen nanya aja ke lo. Kira-kira lo tau gak tu DVD ada di mana?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yaa abis tiap kali gue ngeliat muka lo yang penuh jenggot dan mirip nujum itu, bawaannya gue pengen minta diramalin mulu. Jadi gue pikir lo beneran bisa ngeramal," lanjut Iga, kalem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ga..." Sandy menepuk pundak Iga. "Gimana kalo lo gua lempar dari lantai tiga?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sepertinya ini panggilan kasus buat gue," kata Remedy dengan sigap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Siang itu, seperti biasanya, mereka bertiga berkumpul di studio untuk mengikuti ekskul band. Sementara menunggu si guru pembimbing yang selalu terlambat datang, mereka menggosipkan misteri hilangnya DVD Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Panggilan? Duile, kek Batman aja lo, Med." Iga berkomentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Bukan, Batman kebagusan... tampang kayak dia mah cocoknya jadi gigolo ato tukang ojek. Kan sama-sama panggilan tuh," Andra menimpali. Iga tertawa heboh. Remedy manyun. "Jiaaaahh lenje amat gigolo ngambek..." Iga masih semangat dengan ledekannya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andra langsung menengahi, meski ia masih tertawa. "Udah, udah, lanjut. Trus lo udah nemuin orang yang tampang-tampang kriminal gitu gak?" tanyanya pada Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tampang kriminal mah banyak kali di Universitas Bakti Jaya ini. Pak Dian juga tampang kriminal, tapi ngapain amat dia nyolong DVD?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Pak Dian yang dari Teknik Sipil itu yaa? Yang kumis Pak Raden?" celetuk Remedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nah, iya yang itu!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"AH,  orang kayak dia mah mana mungkin nyolong DVD. DVD player aja gak punya!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Buat dijual kali, Med... Pak Dian kan ada tampang tukang jualan DVD di ITC," Andra kembali menimpali. Mereka berdua tertawa. Sekarang Iga yang manyun. "Tolong fokus dong..." ia berkata dengan wajah memelas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ehm, oke." Remedy membersihkan tenggorokannya. "Seperti yang gue bilang tadi, ini adalah panggilan kasus buat gue. Karena selain jadi musisi, cita-cita gue adalah jadi detektif."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yah, kebanyakan baca Conan sama Lima Sekawan jadi gini kan," Andra menggumam. Remedy tidak menghiraukannya. "Eh, jangan salah!! Gini-gini gue udah pernah mecahin beberapa kasus," ia berkata dengan bangga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Kasus apaan? Misteri hilangnya permen anak tetangga?" Iga meledeknya lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy mendelik sewot. "Pokoknya lo harus percaya sama gue. Gue pasti bisa nemuin DVD lo itu. Btw DVD-nya apaan aja sih?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ehmmm..." Iga tidak menjawab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"WAH! Jangan-jangan BF ya!?" Remedy menuduh dengan suara kencang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Anjrit, ya enggaklah! Detektif macem apa nih asal nuduh begini," sergah Iga. "Tapi janji ya lo gak boleh nyebarin ke siapa-siapa, perjanjian antar detektif sama klien!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oke, gue janji."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Trus gue gimana?" tanya Andra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lo jadi asisten gue aja, Ndra," sahut Remedy sekenanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dih, males amat gue jadi asisten lo."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"EH, lo berdua pada mau dengerin gak sih? Informasi penting nih..." Iga semakin jengkel melihat kelakuan si detektif gadungan dan temannya itu. Perhatian mereka pun sepenuhnya langsung tertuju pada Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ehem, sebenernya DVD yang gue bawa itu... &lt;i&gt;Full House&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Full House?&lt;/i&gt; Film Korea itu?" Andra meyakinkan. Iga mengangguk pelan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ada kesunyian mendadak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ntar dulu... jadi, sepagian ini lo nenteng-nenteng DVD &lt;i&gt;Full House&lt;/i&gt; ke kampus?" Remedy menelaah. Lagi-lagi Iga mengangguk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andra dan Remedy tertawa sejadi-jadinya. "HOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Jadi selama ini lo demenannya nonton film Korea? Gak nyangka gue, Ga," Andra berkomentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eh, itu bukan gue yang nonton, tapi cewek gue minjem ke temennya trus gue disuruh balikin!!" Iga berusaha menjelaskan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mereka masih tetap tertawa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sialan, jadi nyesel gue cerita."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keesokan harinya, Remedy muncul dengan penampilan barunya.&amp;nbsp;Dengan beret abu-abu yang bertengger manis di kepalanya, &lt;i&gt;plaid shirt&lt;/i&gt; kotak-kotak putih, &lt;i&gt;military jacket&lt;/i&gt; cokelat, pantalon hitam, Doc Martens cokelat, serta tas selempang abu-abunya, ia persis seperti impersonator Sherlock Holmes abad 21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sumpah, Med, malu gue punya temen kayak lo," komentar Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yee, sirik aja lo. Penampilan itu kan menunjang pekerjaan."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ya bukan berarti kalo lo kuli bangunan trus ke mana-mana harus berpenampilan kayak kuli bangunan juga kan?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lo punya &lt;i&gt;plaid shirt&lt;/i&gt; kayak gitu ada berapa banyak sih, Med? Perasaan sering amat lo pake," Andra malah nggak nyambung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beberapa saat kemudian, Dimitri muncul dengan penampilan yang tidak kalah seru: kaus ungu dengan sablonan gambar wajah The Joker versi Brian Bolland, rok &lt;i&gt;high waist&lt;/i&gt; panjang hitam, Converse &lt;i&gt;hi top&lt;/i&gt; motif army, dan ransel batik. Pergelangan tangan kirinya dihiasi beberapa gelang tali, dan rambutnya tetap dicepol dengan berantakan seperti biasanya, namun kali ini poninya dijepit ke samping. Oh iya, dia muncul sambil mengendarai sepeda BMX hitam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Loh, Medy ya?" serunya. "Gue pikir tadi orang lain! Hahaha keren loh Med dandanannya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy nyengir dipuji begitu. "Iya ya? &lt;i&gt;Thanks&lt;/i&gt; banget ya, Dim. Oh iya, ini temen-temen band gue. Andra sama Iga."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andra, Iga, dan Dimitri saling memperkenalkan diri mereka. "Ohh jadi ini toh temen-temen lo," ujarnya dengan antusias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Bukan, gue bukan temennya dia! Tau nih, tiba-tiba nempel aja nih anak," Iga menjawab tiba-tiba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy menatap Iga sambil mengangkat alisnya. "Oh, gitu? Jadi gue bukan temen lo nih? Eh tau nggak sih, Dim. Masa Iga ternyata demen film Kor—AOW!" ia terpaksa menghentikan kata-katanya karena Iga menggeplak tengkuk Remedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dimitri tersenyum melihat kelakuan mereka. "Ya udah, gue duluan ya!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tuh, anaknya rada aneh kan? Dari penampilannya juga," Remedy menegaskan pendapatnya setelah Dimitri melajukan sepedanya dan menghilang dari balik gedung. Iga dan Andra secara bersamaan menioleh ke arah Remedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tadi pagi, sebelum lo berangkat ke kampus, lo sempet ngaca dulu gak?" tanya Andra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hmm gak juga sih. Emangnya kenapa?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Uh... &lt;i&gt;no reason.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga dan Remedy berdiri di depan perpustakaan Universitas Bakti Jaya. Andra tidak ikut karena dia harus menyelesaikan tugas kelompoknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oke, kita mulai penyelidikannya di sini," tandas Remedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Kenapa harus di sini?" tanya Iga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yang namanya penyelidikan itu harus dimulai dari yang paling &lt;i&gt;basic&lt;/i&gt;, dari tempat kejadiannya dulu. Lo gak pernah nonton CSI apa gimana deh, Ga," Remedy mencibirnya, lalu segera beranjak ke meja pengurus perpustakaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perpustakaan kampus tidak terlalu ramai saat itu, padahal banyak kelas yang sudah usai. Mungkin sarana informasi sudah berkembang terlalu pesat sehingga mereka enggan untuk kembali ke media lama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Siang, Pak Badrun!" Remedy menyapa seorang pria paruh baya yang kulitnya berkeriput di sana-sini, seolah-olah sudah pernah merasakan semua penderitaan hidup. Meski begitu, beliau masih terlihat sangat sehat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Siang, Remedy. Kamu mau minjem buku?" sapanya dengan wajah cerah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Enggak sih Pak... tapi saya mau nanya sesuatu. Penting."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wajahnya berubah muram. "Mau nanya apa?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Bapak kemaren liat ada tas plastik ditaro," ia menarik tas selempang yang dipakai Iga dengan semena-mena sehingga otomatis Iga ikut tertarik, "di deket tas ini nggak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Heh! Kira-kira kali kalo mau narik tas orang," Iga protes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pak Badrun mengambil kacamatanya, lalu meneliti tas butut di depannya itu. "Hmm, yang saya inget sih, waktu saya ke sini, yang ada cuma tas ini aja."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gak ada plastik isi DVD film Korea?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gak usah terlalu spesifik deh, Med," lagi-lagi Iga protes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pak Badrun menggelengkan kepalanya. "Enggak, gak ada bungkusan di deket tas itu. Saya inget banget kok, soalnya kan nggak banyak yang ke sini."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hmm." Remedy berpose a la detektif yang sedang berpikir. "Berarti Pak Badrun dateng ke sini pas DVDnya udah diambil. Oke, makasih ya Pak!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy dan Iga langsung melesat keluar, meninggalkan Pak Badrun yang keheranan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Karena sudah waktunya makan siang, maka mereka segera menuju kantin. Sangat kontras dengan perpustakaan, kantin UBJ justru selalu ramai setiap harinya oleh para mahasiswa yang kelaparan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Mau makan apaan lo Ga? Biar sekalian gue beliin deh," tanya Remedy setelah mereka mendapat tempat duduk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Lo mau beliin gue?" wajah Iga mendadak sumringah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Iya, gue beliin. Tapi pake duit lo. Beliin aja kan?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga tersenyum kecut. Diambilnya selembar sepuluh ribuan dari dompetnya, dan diberikan pada Remedy. "Nasi pecel sama air putih, ya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Pecel ayam ato pecel lele?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iga berpikir sejenak. "Ayam aja deh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yakin nih ya ayam?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Uhh... pecel lele aja deh kalo gitu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Trus kalo adanya cuma yang ayam gimana?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ya udah pecel ayam aja! Susah amat." Iga mulai frustrasi menghadapi bocah satu itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tadi katanya pecel lele... plin-plan banget lo ah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Astaghfirullah&lt;/i&gt;..." Iga menutupi mukanya dengan kedua tangan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Jadi maunya pecel ayam ato lele?" Remedy bertanya sekali lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"TERSERAH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy berlalu ke tempat Ibu Yati sambil cengengesan karena telah berhasil membuat Iga frustrasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lima belas menit kemudian, Remedy kembali sambil membawa dua piring pecel ayam dan satu Aqua gelas. "Nih, sesuai sama pesenan lo."&lt;br /&gt;"Lama amat, Med. Jangan bilang lo abis nyelidikin tempat Bu Yati juga."&lt;br /&gt;"Enggak kok, enggak. Tadi gue abis ngobrol bentar sama Dimitri," jawab Remedy cuek sambil membuka bungkusan kertas cokelat tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;"Cieilah, jadi lo naksir nih ceritanya?"&lt;br /&gt;"Halah, enggaklah. Baru juga kenal satu minggu."&lt;br /&gt;"Temen gue ada lho, yang baru kenal seminggu gitu trus langsung suka."&lt;br /&gt;"Iya? Siapa?"&lt;br /&gt;"Elo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy tertawa dengan dipaksakan. "Ha-ha-ha. Ngomong dah sesuka lo. Gak bakal gue naksir sama cewek aneh itu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Jangan asal ngomong dulu. Karma berlaku lho. Pokoknya sampe lo jadian sama dia..." kata-kata Iga terpotong karena ia sibuk menyuapkan nasi ke mulutnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sampe gue jadian sama dia, lo mau ngapain?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sampe lo jadian sama dia," lanjut Iga dengan mulut penuh, "gue bakal ketawa sekenceng-kencengnya di depan muka lo."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Sak karepmu&lt;/i&gt; ajalah, Ga. Ngomong-ngomong, lo udah kasih tau ke temen lo itu belom, kalo DVD pesenannya lo ilangin?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ralat: &lt;i&gt;ilang&lt;/i&gt;, bukan &lt;i&gt;diilangin&lt;/i&gt;. Ya belom lah. Yang ada diganyang gue kalo sampe dia tau."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remedy mengangguk mengerti. "Trus menurut lo nih ya, menurut lo aja. Kira-kira ada nggak yang dendam sama temen lo ato sama lo, jadi dia nekat nyolong DVD lo?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Emm kayaknya enggak deh... gue kan orangnya baik-baik aja."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Itu mah menurut lo. Belom tentu juga kan menurut orang lain."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Emang kalo menurut lo gimana?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Menurut gue? Lo itu narsis."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hahaha, sialan lo. Tapi gue anggep itu pujian."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mereka menghabiskan makanan mereka sambil terus membicarakan siapa yang kira-kira mengambil DVD pesanan teman Iga. Dan di sela-sela pembicaraan, Iga langsung teringat sesuatu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oh iya, kayaknya gue tau deh siapa yang &lt;i&gt;mungkin&lt;/i&gt; ngambil DVD gue itu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-8213755165753354636?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8213755165753354636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/berlin-03.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8213755165753354636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8213755165753354636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/berlin-03.html' title='Berlin #03'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-9193205553085577423</id><published>2010-09-07T22:20:00.019+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T10:01:59.711+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ka-Ching!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;selalu ada kejadian-kejadian ajaib yang menimpa gue. contohnya hari senin kemaren.&lt;br /&gt;dalam waktu deket ini, SMA mater dei bakal ngadain acara gede-gedean dalam rangka perayaan lustrum keempat sekolah. nantinya bakalan ada MD cup dan ditutup sama pensi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebagai panitia, gue jelas nggak mau nyia-nyiain kesempatan ini begitu aja. apalagi ini acara yang cuma berlangsung 5 taun sekali. gue langsung berinisiatif ngundang band favorit gue, si pohon dan si liar, untuk manggung di pensi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu-satunya masalah adalah... yah, gak enak juga buka rahasia di sini. kalo diilustrasikan, gue pengen banget nyetir mobil sampe ke puncak, tapi tiba-tiba ada satu batu gede yang ngalangin jalan dan orang-orang yang &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;seharusnya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;bertugas untuk mindahin batu itu malah nggak ngapa-ngapain. istilah kasarnya sih numpang jabatan aja. akibatnya gue harus stuck di situ selama berminggu-minggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis itu, tibalah hari senin, alias 2 minggu sebelum opening MD cup. temen sekelas gue yang kebetulan panitia juga ngasih tau gue kalo sekolah bisa ngundang mereka, asal gue bersedia nutupin dananya sebesar 4 juta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was like... buset. 4 juta? &lt;i&gt;dalam 2 minggu?&lt;/i&gt; sinting. super-duper-mega sinting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saking putus asanya, gue sempet nanya ke anak-anak, apa yang harus gue lakuin untuk ngumpulin duit segitu dengan cepat. ada yang ngasih saran paling masuk akal kayak ngamen dan jualan, ada juga yang ngasih saran paling ngaco kayak... jual diri.&lt;br /&gt;"lo kan kalo jual diri, paling banter tarifnya 1 juta per malem." kata ateng.&lt;br /&gt;"hahahaha anjrit lo. serius nih gue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue pun makin putus asa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi nggak lama kemudian gue dapet pencerahan, yaitu dengan jualan sandwich! dan setelah gue itung-itung, jualan sandwich dalam waktu sehari hasilnya bisa banyak. apalagi kalo ada bantuan dana dari anak-anak lain. pede! menyongsong masa depan! gue pasti bisa ngundang the trees and the wild ke pensi MD! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="biggrin" title="biggrin" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, besok udah mulai liburan nih. pada mau jalan-jalan ke mana? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-9193205553085577423?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/9193205553085577423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/ka-ching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/9193205553085577423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/9193205553085577423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/ka-ching.html' title='Ka-Ching!'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-2792971855336465165</id><published>2010-09-05T00:41:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T00:49:24.032+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;apparently you have to scroll down to see the (un)lucky person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TIJ_V5nz6gI/AAAAAAAAA1U/G4wrwbU2j4s/s400/24.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TIJ_Y7UAkgI/AAAAAAAAA1c/6F5ZPkbEh2g/s1600/25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TIJ_Y7UAkgI/AAAAAAAAA1c/6F5ZPkbEh2g/s400/25.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends and I found these when we were randomly browsing 9gag.com... and we instantly fell in love with this guy. so basically he told us to save these kind of photos to prevent camera loss. you can read &lt;a href="http://www.andrewmcdonald.net.au/a-pictorial-guide-to-avoiding-camera-loss/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more details.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he laughs in photos no. 10 and 11. it makes me want to hear him laugh in reality. and his expression in photo no. 17 is just priceless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-2792971855336465165?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2792971855336465165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-new-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2792971855336465165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/2792971855336465165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-new-crush.html' title='My New Crush'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/TIJ-IUIvA4I/AAAAAAAAAyU/sXJMtMsEllU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791606047872621956.post-8693345103565742185</id><published>2010-09-01T18:46:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T10:05:06.173+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ultimate DVD Marathon List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;akhir-akhir ini saya nyusun daftar film dan serial TV yang bakal saya tonton suatu hari nanti, selama seharian penuh. judul daftarnya adalah judul post ini juga. filmnya bervariasi: dari komedi sampe horor; dari drama sampe thriller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;film/serial TV apa aja yang bakal saya tonton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;P2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ponyo (rekomendasi sepupu saya)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Public Enemies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burn After Reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlie &amp;amp; the Chocolate Factory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Psych Season 1-3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reign Over Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scrubs Season 1-8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How I Met Your Mother Season 1-5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toy Story 1-3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lion King (saya &lt;b&gt;belom pernah&lt;/b&gt; nonton ini. silakan cerca saya)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Batman Begins &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Actually&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never Been Kissed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inception&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Despicable Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Hour Photo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching the Detectives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(500) Days of Summer (the most realistic yet sweetest romcom of all time)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science of Sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spaceballs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chaos Theory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;jadi totalnya ada 28 film and still counting... kayaknya bakal makan waktu berhari-hari.&lt;br /&gt;ada rekomendasi film bagus? kasih tau saya ya! &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_smile.gif" alt="smile" title="smile" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791606047872621956-8693345103565742185?l=corkedhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8693345103565742185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/ultimate-dvd-marathon-list.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8693345103565742185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791606047872621956/posts/default/8693345103565742185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/2010/09/ultimate-dvd-marathon-list.html' title='The Ultimate DVD Marathon List'/><author><name>Cemara Chrisalit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07074031649205201966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WKOD12cLphk/S8F9imJbNZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UGpayiS6BRA/S220/DSC01217.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
