<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047</id><updated>2011-11-18T20:25:43.506+07:00</updated><category term='Books I read'/><category term='Live Journal'/><category term='links'/><category term='My Books'/><category term='My Writings'/><title type='text'>my side talk</title><subtitle type='html'>this where i write what i like, what i dislike, what i want to write. this where i write anything... and based on my side :)
so, no means to hurt anyone here. read it if you want to read, ignore it if you feel you don't like it :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-7838144654950371897</id><published>2011-05-14T01:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T01:34:21.254+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Writings'/><title type='text'>PINTU DAN RUMAH DIBALIKNYA</title><content type='html'>I wrote this on June 2007, I just re-post it here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada sebuah pintu, pintu yang biasa saja, yang terpasang pada sebuah rumah di tepi jalan. Untuk apakah sebuah pintu dipasang? Kurasa untuk melindungi rumah tersebut, sebagai pertahanan pertama rumah tersebut. Bila ada orang yang datang, pintulah yang pertama mengetahui siapa orang tersebut. Dan pintu memberitahukan pada rumah bahwa ada seseorang datang. Karena pintu itu berfungsi sebagai pertahanan utama bagi rumah itu, ia begitu menyatu dengan rumah tersebut sehingga mengetahui kehendak dan perasaan rumah tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, kembali pada pintu itu sendiri, ia sangat terkenal di kalangan masyarakat. Bukan karena ia terbuat dari bahan yang unik dan mahal, tapi karena persepsi masyarakat mengenai pintu itu sendiri. Semua orang yang pernah lewat di depan pintu itu mengatakan bahwa pintu itu begitu tertutup. Tampaknya pintu itu dibuat sedemikian kokohnya dan dikunci sedemikian ketatnya supaya tak seorangpun dapat memasuki rumah tersebut. Hal itu pula yang membuat tak seorangpun pernah membuka pintu itu dan bertandang ke rumah tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali ada orang baru yang lewat tepi jalan itu, mereka tertarik untuk bertandang. Namun banyak diantara mereka langsung mengurungkan niat mereka karena berbagai hal. Misalnya, mereka pernah mendengar dari anggota masyarakat yang lain bahwa tak ada yang pernah berhasil membuka pintu itu, atau karena mereka sendiri merasakan bahwa pintu ituu begitu tertutup, atau mereka merasakan bahwa baik pintu maupun rumah di balik pintu tersebut tidak menghendaki kedatangan mereka, atau bisa juga karena mereka melihat bahwa pintu itu terkunci dengan begitu ketatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada juga yang berusaha mendekat, meyakinkan diri bahwa mereka bermaksud baik, bahwa mereka selama ini begitu dicintai orang-orang, bahwa tak ada yang tak dapat mereka ajak berteman, bahkan ada yang begitu arogan berke-yakinan kalau mereka tak pernah ditolak, tapi ada juga yang hanya karena iseng coba-coba seperti mengikuti undian berhadiah. Apapun alasannya, mereka pernah mencoba untuk mendekati pintu tersebut, melihat-lihat sebentar, dan kemudian menarik kesimpulan bahwa pintu itu takkan pernah terbuka. Ada juga diantara mereka yang bahkan “dapat merasakan” bahwa rumah tersebut tak menghendaki mereka untuk bertandang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal ini sungguh membuat tak seorangpun pernah bertandang ke rumah tersebut. Tak seorangpun pernah mencoba mengetuk pintu itu ataupun mencoba menarik handle pintu tersebut, kalau-kalau ia dapat terbuka. Dan pintu itu benar-benar menjadi sebuah pintu yang sangat tertutup dalam benak masyarakat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintu itu kemudian menjadi perbincangan yang hangat di kalangan masyarakat. Ada yang bilang pintu itu sangat arogan dan egois. Ada yang bilang pintu itu mungkin memiliki pengalaman pahit yang membuat ia tak mengijinkan seorangpun untuk membuka pintu tersebut. Ada juga diantara masyarakat yang berkata bahwa sebenarnya mereka sangat menyukai pintu dan rumah itu, bahwa mereka ingin berkenalan dan dekat dengan pintu maupun rumah tersebut. Ada juga yang mengatakan bahwa mereka telah mencoba cara apapun, namun pintu itu tak terbuka juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan setelah aku teliti baik-baik cerita-cerita mereka, dan setelah aku pikirkan kembali semua fakta yang ada, aku merasakan ada sesuatu yang aneh dalam cerita masyarakat tersebut. Jika mereka sungguh-sungguh menyukai pintu dan rumah tersebut, kenapa mereka tak pernah berusaha untuk mendekati pintu itu? Kalau mereka berkata mereka telah mencoba segala upaya untuk mendekati dan membuka pintu tersebut, sebenarnya tak seorangpun yang pernah mengetuk ataupun mencoba menarik handle pintu tersebut. Bisakah itu dinamakan berusaha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila mereka tak pernah mencoba masuk, validkah jika mereka mengatakan bahwa pintu dan rumah tersebut menolak mereka? Bila mereka memang belum mengenal pintu ataupun rumah tersebut, kenapa mereka dengan seenaknya mengatakan bahwa pintu tersebut memiliki pengalaman pahit? Dan yang terpenting, benarkah pintu itu memang tertutup? Benarkah pintu itu memang terkunci? Benarkah pintu itu memang tak mengijinkan seorangpun masuk? Benarkah rumah tersebut tak menghendaki seorangpun bertandang? Dimanakah jawabannya bisa kudapatkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyarakat mengatakan bahwa pintu itu dikunci. Benarkah mereka melihat-nya? Kalaupun benar mereka melihatnya, benar-benar nyatakah penglihatan mereka? Ataukah sebagian penglihatan mereka dipengaruhi oleh persepsi awal mereka dan juga dipengaruhi oleh cerita orang-orang, sehingga pada akhirnya persepsi itu memvisualisasikan sebuah kunci pada pintu tersebut dalam penglihatan mereka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ini hanya perasaanku, mungkin ini hanya dugaanku, ataupun hasil pemikiranku, atau apapun itu namanya. Tapi, mungkinkah sebenarnya kita semua sampai saat ini salah? Mungkinkah sebenarnya pintu itu mengharap-kan seseorang untuk datang? Mungkinkah sebenarnya pintu dan rumah itu begitu merasa kesepian dan terbiasa hidup sendiri sehingga orang-orang yang datang merasa bahwa mereka tak dikehendaki? Mungkinkah sebenarnya pintu itu sama sekali tak terkunci dan rapuh? Mungkinkah rumah itu sesungguhnya mengharapkan ada seseorang yang mengetuk pintunya, membukanya, dan bertandang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah setiap kali ada yang lewat depan pintu itu, jantung rumah tersebut berdetak demikian kencang, kalau-kalau orang tersebut akan mampir, dan membuka pintu itu? Mungkinkah sebenarnya rumah di balik pintu tersebut menangis setiap kali ada orang yang datang, namun batal mengetuk ataupun membuka pintu tersebut? Mungkinkah selama ini pintu dan rumah itu sesungguhnya sangat sedih dengan kesendirian mereka selama ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau memang benar itu yang terjadi, salah siapakah semuanya ini? Mengapa semuanya menjadi seperti ini? Apakah orang-orang itu benar-benar ingin membuka pintu itu? Apakah mereka benar-benar telah berusaha membuka-nya? Karena selama ini, yang kulihat adalah bahwa mereka hanya membica-rakan pintu dan rumah itu, menceritakan betapa mereka ingin membuka pintu itu dan bertandang, betapa mereka tertolak dan tak dapat masuk, betapa mereka kecewa terhadap pintu dan rumah tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan inilah jawaban dari pintu dan rumah yang ada di baliknya itu, yang mereka serukan sambil berurai air mata. Kami adalah satu, pintu adalah rumah dan rumah adalah pintu. Pintu melihat siapa yang lewat dan yang datang, rumah merasakan yang pintu lihat, dan kami menarik kesimpulan dari semuanya itu. Kami tak pernah merasakan bahwa masyarakat begitu menyukai kami, kami tak pernah merasakan bahwa mereka sungguh-sungguh ingin dekat dengan kami maupun bahwa mereka ingin bertandang. Kami tak pernah melihat ataupun merasakan hal itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali ada yang lewat, pintu selalu berkata padaku: ‘‘Ada yang datang, semoga ini orangnya.’’ Dan tiap kali mereka hanya lewat, kami sama-sama sedih. Setiap kali ada yang datang, pintu selalu memberitahukan hal itu padaku. Kami sama-sama berharap agar mereka membuka pintu yang tak pernah terkunci itu dan bertandang. Yah, pintu ini memang agak sulit dibuka, namun bukan karena kami tak mau dibuka, juga bukan karena pintu itu dikunci. Hanya saja, sudah begitu lama tak ada yang membukanya, karat menyebabkan pintu itu agak berat. Untuk membukanya, memang dibutuhkan kemauan dan usaha yang sedikit lebih dibandingkan untuk membuka pintu lain yang sering dibuka dan ditutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami sungguh berharap, suatu saat nanti ada seseorang yang datang, mengetuk pintu, membukanya, dan bertandang. Kami sungguh mengharapkan hal itu. Karena kesendirian ini telah begitu menyiksa kami. Kesendirian ini telah membuat kami begitu sedih. Doa kami dari hari ke hari tetap sama: ketuklah...ketuklah... dan bukalah... kami menantikanmu..., lihatlah kami apa adanya, terimalah kami apa adanya, sukailah kami apa adanya, dan kenallah kami apa adanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena sesungguhnya kami tak tahu sampai kapan kami dapat menanggung semuanya ini sendirian. Kami telah terlalu letih menanggung semuanya sendiri, juga terlalu letih menanggung kesendirian ini. Akankah kami akan tetap sendiri sampai kesendirian ini meruntuhkan kami? Akankah karat itu akan benar-benar membuat pintu benar-benar terkunci, tak dapat dibuka lagi? Tak dapatkah kami memiliki suatu akhir yang bahagia? Kami...ka..kami...   .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pintu maupun rumah itu tak dapat meneruskan kalimat mereka. Mereka tak mampu lagi membendung air mata yang selama ini tertahan. Jadi, adakah diantara kalian yang sungguh-sungguh menghendaki mereka, apa adanya mereka? Adakah diantara kalian yang sunguh-sungguh mau mengeluarkan usaha yang sungguh-sungguh untuk membuka pintu tersebut dan bertan-dang? Adakah diantara kalian yang mau mengisi kekosongan mereka, mengu-sir kesendirian mereka, dan menghapus kesedihan mereka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan jika kamulah orangnya yang mau dan mampu untuk melakukannya, segeralah datang. Segeralah temui mereka, karena aku tak tahu sampai kapan mereka benar-benar dapat bertahan. Jangan sampai kamu terlambat menemui mereka. Terima kasih... .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-7838144654950371897?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7838144654950371897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=7838144654950371897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7838144654950371897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7838144654950371897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2011/05/pintu-dan-rumah-dibaliknya.html' title='PINTU DAN RUMAH DIBALIKNYA'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-3522605892172378538</id><published>2010-03-01T20:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:56:59.012+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>What To Tweet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3390/3241768349_515d90dc5a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 91px; height: 114px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3390/3241768349_515d90dc5a_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is, i finally make a decision: create a twitter account. Bad news is, i don't really know what to tweet. LOL i mean it. I have this blog for writing my book review (mostly) and sharing my life-story (sometimes), i have another blog to review movies and share my life-story (in regular basis), i also have goodreads account to compile all books i've read and going to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have YM id to chat with friends, also have plurks id which is a bit inactive now, since i don't really sure what should i read there, i simply just reading my friend's plurk. And now i create a twitter account! What the hell is i were thinking that time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, duh, since it's all happened, i asked you guys here: in your opinion, what should i tweet? FYI, i haven't really familiar with twitter and its capability. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-3522605892172378538?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3522605892172378538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=3522605892172378538' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3522605892172378538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3522605892172378538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-to-tweet.html' title='What To Tweet?'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-3071254159624267202</id><published>2009-04-04T00:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:06:52.874+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>The Spook's Apprentice</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://penerbitmatahati.com/modules/Book/images/cover/spooks-apprentice.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Judul Buku: The Spook's Apprentice&lt;br /&gt;Pengarang: Joseph Delaney&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit   : Penerbit Matahati&lt;br /&gt;Cetakan I : Maret 2009&lt;br /&gt;Genre       : Dark Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;Not to be read after dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertahun-tahun Gregory tua telah menjadi seorang spook, melindungi penduduk lokal dari kejahatan yang muncul di malam hari. Kini waktunya dia mencari seorang penerus. Dia pernah memiliki dua puluh sembilan murid: beberapa orang gagal, sebagian menyerah, dan lainnya tewas dalam tugas. Hanya Tom Ward yang tersisa, harapan terakhirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika seorang gadis bersepatu runcing memanfaatkan Tom untuk membebaskan Mother Malkin - tukang sihir paling jahat di County - horor pun dimulai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Satu lagi cerita seru dari Penerbit Matahati! Buat yang suka cerita-cerita misteri atau yang sedikit berkesan gelap gitu, ini cocok banget buat kalian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinopsisnya sudah ada di atas, tapi boleh donk, aku sinopsisin sendiri? Hehehe... Tersebutlah Tom Ward, putra ketujuh dari putra ketujuh. Atas ide ibunya, dia menjadi murid seorang spook. Ibunya yakin bahwa Tom Ward akan menjadi spook berikutnya, bahkan spook terhebat sepanjang sejarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenyataannya, Tom Ward masih sangat muda. Banyak yang harus dipelajarinya sementara waktu terus bergulir, masalah pun datang silih berganti. Suatu ketika, ia bertemu dengan seorang gadis bersepatu runcing yang kemudian membawanya ke dalam suatu masalah besar. Bukan hanya nyawa Tom yang terancam, tapi juga nyawa seluruh keluarganya! Mampukah Tom -murid spook yang masih hijau- mengatasinya?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe baca aja yah, untuk novel ini, aku memberi 3.5 bintang dari 5 bintang. Pokoknya terlalu seru untuk dilewatkan! Buruan ke toko buku, beli, dan baca ya. Nanti sama-sama dibahas di sini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-3071254159624267202?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3071254159624267202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=3071254159624267202' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3071254159624267202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3071254159624267202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2009/04/spooks-apprentice.html' title='The Spook&apos;s Apprentice'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2351939433429465882</id><published>2008-10-20T15:34:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:19:24.691+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Duality of My Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SPxDLC4mx9I/AAAAAAAAACA/rAZg218OqS4/s1600-h/black+%26+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SPxDLC4mx9I/AAAAAAAAACA/rAZg218OqS4/s320/black+%26+white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259152321893812178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how to say, how to start... ^^; Uhm, okay, it started last night, when i have some conversations with a friend. Actually, it's more to.. i share story to her, more to a one way conversation. After all those sentences i blunted out, my friend just say: "Don't you think you memorize too much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That starts a deeper thinking, reconsidering if that's true or not. To be honest, i always see myself as a person who has short-term memory. I tend to forget things easily, especially names. But to think about what my friend just said... ya, in some parts, i have to admit, i memorize a lot. I can remember acts that happened a very long time ago, like when i was only 3 years old or even younger. I don't know, some acts crossed my mind just like that, not evadable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one is better: memorize a bit or memorize a lot? I hate to say, both has its own benefits. The "memorize-a-bit" me makes me easier to forget hard times, easier to forgive, easier to let go. The "memorize-a-lot" me makes me value more things, enables me to go deep inside myself and track down some things/feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say, i have both types of memories in my head. I just have to deal with them well. I hope i can synchronized them well. LOL.&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/9184922056675371047-2351939433429465882?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2351939433429465882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2351939433429465882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2351939433429465882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2351939433429465882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/10/duality-of-my-memory.html' title='Duality of My Memory'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SPxDLC4mx9I/AAAAAAAAACA/rAZg218OqS4/s72-c/black+%26+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-7659135907533739564</id><published>2008-10-03T10:44:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:11:21.730+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>LASKAR PELANGI</title><content type='html'>An introduction to a movie and a tetra-logy novel by Andrea Hirata: LASKAR PELANGI. At first, Laskar pelangi is a novel, telling about Andrea-and-friend's childhood, added by well... some dramatization, i guess. ^____^ But those are great novels!&lt;br /&gt;Title of those novels are:&lt;br /&gt;Book 1: Laskar Pelangi (Rainbow's Army)&lt;br /&gt;Book 2: Sang Pemimpi (The Dreamer)&lt;br /&gt;Book 3: Edensor (Edensor)&lt;br /&gt;Book 4: Maryamah Karpov (Maryamah Karpov) -not yet published-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laskar Pelangi.&lt;br /&gt;About 10 children: &lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Ikal, Lintang, Mahar, Sahara, A Kiong, Syahdan, Bocek, Kucai, Trapani, and Harun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who comes from non-wealthy family, struggling to get proper education. This book mainly describing about how they struggle at their school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang Pemimpi.&lt;br /&gt;This book mainly telling us about Ikal and his brother struggling to reach their dream after they graduate from SD. Muhammadiyah (elementary school). Their effort takes them to Sorbonnes, Europe, granted a scholarship in University of Sorbonnes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edensor.&lt;br /&gt;This book mainly describing what they've through while they're in college. And, telling about their journey around Europe, backpacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryamah Karpov.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't published yet, from the rumor, i think this book will tell us about the searching of Ikal's first love: A Ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These books are Indonesian best seller. That's why, at later, they decided to make it into a movie. The movie: Laskar Pelangi, is only filming the first book. It simplify the novel but you can see the beauty of Indonesia, the simplicity of small town, some Indonesian cultures, and some laughing. ^_____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i put two links about Laskar Pelangi. The first link is a video clip of Laskar Pelangi's original soundtrack. It sang by Nidji, a famous band from Indonesia, a rising star, i might say. And the second link is about the movie itself. Please enjoy ^___^&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FwlKSKdsLG4&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fFZVM8EDbKA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-7659135907533739564?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7659135907533739564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=7659135907533739564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7659135907533739564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7659135907533739564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/10/laskar-pelangi.html' title='LASKAR PELANGI'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-3851527815612132837</id><published>2008-09-30T20:16:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:20:16.382+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Great Link of Two Great Guys</title><content type='html'>Here, i just want to share a link to a blog belongs to two great guys. Hehehe, they're really funny. They're wellknown for their lipsync skill. While making lipsync video, not only they do lipsync, they also make weird and funny mimic, and sometimes, wear costumes. Hehehehe... really cheer up the day with laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is... just visit their blog to dig up what they have done. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;http://www.twochinese&lt;b&gt;boys&lt;/b&gt;.blogspot.com&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-3851527815612132837?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3851527815612132837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=3851527815612132837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3851527815612132837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3851527815612132837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-link-of-two-great-guys.html' title='Great Link of Two Great Guys'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-6060994285310035448</id><published>2008-08-23T16:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:57:55.911+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Writings'/><title type='text'>Poet: To Where The Eagle Flies</title><content type='html'>To where the eagle flies&lt;br /&gt;Heading to east, he directs his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Praying for sun to rise&lt;br /&gt;Shines whole land, garden, and farms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To where the eagle shouts&lt;br /&gt;Heading to east, he move his wings&lt;br /&gt;Gathers all workers on streets&lt;br /&gt;To work the land, garden, and farms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To where the eagle stay&lt;br /&gt;Heading to the hill, he sits his body&lt;br /&gt;Sharing braves, power, and knowledge&lt;br /&gt;Prepare a start of a bigger one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom the eagle bows down&lt;br /&gt;On the gate of east he prepare himself&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for his master, he stand still&lt;br /&gt;Remain in silent yet faithful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To where the eagle flies, I voice my prayer&lt;br /&gt;To where the eagle shouts, I step my feet&lt;br /&gt;To where the eagle stay, I work my hands&lt;br /&gt;To whom the eagle bows down, I give my all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-6060994285310035448?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6060994285310035448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=6060994285310035448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6060994285310035448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6060994285310035448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/08/poet-to-where-eagle-flies.html' title='Poet: To Where The Eagle Flies'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2525816476785859546</id><published>2008-08-22T15:51:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:58:57.793+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Indonesia Dangerously Beautiful 2</title><content type='html'>My friend made a mini slide showing some beauty of Indonesia. Here's the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEh-guCfWfI&lt;br /&gt;Happy watching, and be careful for its danger, coz it's really beautiful ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-2525816476785859546?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2525816476785859546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2525816476785859546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2525816476785859546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2525816476785859546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/08/indonesia-dangerously-beautiful-2.html' title='Indonesia Dangerously Beautiful 2'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-7200005767959165341</id><published>2008-08-14T15:13:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:07:39.677+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Travel Warning: Indonesia DANGEROUSLY Beautiful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqhECupoI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZWiT_ieuzrw/s1600-h/BENDERAKU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqhECupoI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZWiT_ieuzrw/s320/BENDERAKU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234285045676418690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture above was taken from http://indonesiabertindak.multiply.com. While pictures below were taken by myself, at Bali, several years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqhbABxlI/AAAAAAAAABg/tUjOaWp3UVs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqhbABxlI/AAAAAAAAABg/tUjOaWp3UVs/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234285051839104594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqhop4UFI/AAAAAAAAABo/k8B5JlDqcYs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqhop4UFI/AAAAAAAAABo/k8B5JlDqcYs/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234285055504306258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqh9nidcI/AAAAAAAAABw/dBV8VZab3W0/s1600-h/Image0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqh9nidcI/AAAAAAAAABw/dBV8VZab3W0/s320/Image0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234285061131630018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqiOBXv2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/J5RbEYhclWI/s1600-h/Image0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqiOBXv2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/J5RbEYhclWI/s320/Image0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234285065534947170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently, there's a rumor, saying Indonesia is dangerous, so that some countries prohibit their citizen for visiting Indonesia. Now i stand here and say: YES! That's true! Indonesia is a dangerous country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dangerously beautiful&lt;/span&gt; to be missed by anyone. Except you're a person who afraid to be overwhelmed with wonderful natures, richness of cultures and sub-cultures, wide range of food and beverages, buildings, and even its history, you definitely won't missed Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those pictures above, are only some part of Bali, one small island among thousands of Indonesian island. Picture 2, 3, and 5 were taken in "Lake Bedugul, Bali" while picture 4 was taken in "Kintamani, Bali".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali island already well known for its exoticism, beauty, and nature. And some part of the world misunderstood Bali as a country, not as a part of Indonesia. Even i honestly agree that Bali is a wonderful place to visit, Indonesia has much more places that deserve a visit. Next time, if i got some shots from another place in Indonesia, i'll upload them here. As a prove that Indonesia really is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dangerously beautiful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite of some crowd and messes happened here, Indonesia isn't that dangerous until it need to be avoided. Well, like a saying "An experience worth much more than thousands of words", i'll just stop here, let you take a visit, and let you experience the "danger" of Indonesia by yourself. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This blog entry is inspired by the movement of some Indonesian, which their site can be found &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://indonesiabertindak.multiply.com"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; You can find more information on that site. Happy adventuring!&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/9184922056675371047-7200005767959165341?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7200005767959165341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=7200005767959165341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7200005767959165341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7200005767959165341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/08/travel-warning-indonesia-dangerously.html' title='Travel Warning: Indonesia DANGEROUSLY Beautiful!'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/SKPqhECupoI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZWiT_ieuzrw/s72-c/BENDERAKU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-7976151798580085788</id><published>2008-07-24T21:07:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:05:45.381+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Missing... (Kangen)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dinten niki, kula ningali blog ingkang dipuntulis ngagem basa jawa. Kula dados kangen bebasan. Hehehe... katah ingkang mboten kula elingi. Basa jawa niku wonten tigang macem: krama inggil, campuran, lan andhap asor. Menawi ditingali luwih khusus, basa jawa saged digolongaken dados 7, piturut tingkat kasopananipun lan piturut kagunaanipun. Sayangipun, kula mboten saged bebasan (ngangge basa alus) malih. Ingkang tesih kula elingi nggih bebasa ngoko (bebasa kasar) amarga sedinten-dinten, kula lan rencang-rencang ngangge basa niki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menawi mboten ngartos, basa alusan lan basa kasar niku saged ditingali saking kata-kata ingkang digunaaken.&lt;br /&gt;Basa alusan (krama): Rama, panjenengan badhe tindak pundi?&lt;br /&gt;Basa kasar (ngoko):   Bapak, kowe arep lunga ngendi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basa alusan biasa digunaaken kaliyan bocah marang sesepuh, wong marang wong liya kang derajate luwih dhuwur, wong marang wong liya kang dipunkagumi, bawahan marang atasanipun.&lt;br /&gt;Basa kasar biasa digunaaken kaliyan sesepuh marang bocah utawa wong kang luwih enom, guru marang muridipun, wong kang derajate dhuwur marang wong kang derajate luwih asor, atasan marang bawahan, lan wong marang rencange sedaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piturut kula, sampun cekap kula bebasan nggih. Sakniki, kula badhe ngagem basa kasar, amarga kula luwih saged ngangge basa ngoko, supaya kula saged ngutaraken pikiranipun kula luwih becik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenere aku ora ngerti arep nulis apa. Bingung. Tapi, pengen wae nulis nganggo basa jawa meneh. Hehehe... Piye-piye, aku bangga karo basa jawa. Ana kanca kuliahku (wong palembang) sing ngomong: "Gue kalo denger orang ngomong bahasa jawa, masih mending lah daripada denger orang ngomong bahasa sunda. Apalagi kalo mereka keren, tapi ngomongnya bahasa sunda, berasa ga cocok aja gitu, jatoh pasarannya"&lt;br /&gt;Hihihi, maaf buat orang sunda yah, sekedar pendapat pribadi dari temenku kok. Jangan dianggap serius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngomong-ngomong soal kangen, aku kangen karo mak'e, karo pak'e, karo budhe lan pakdhe, tur yo kangen karo adhi-adhiku, kangen karo basa jawa, kangen karo kanca-kanca. Kangen lentog, kangen opor panggang, kangen lodeh tahu, kangen masakane budheku, kangen ponakanku sing ayu tur nggemesi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soal uripku, aku kepengen nglakokke macem-macem tapi yo ajeg, aku kekurung neng kene. Ra isa apa-apa. Isih akeh sing kudu tak lakoni sedurunge aku isa nglakokke sing tak pengeni. Nek tak itung-itung, kurang luwih yo aku kudu ngenteni 5 nganti 6 tahun meneh. Kesel si kesel, tapi yo piye meneh. Aku sakiki gek kelangan semangat, gek kueseeel jan ra karuan, bingung, kaya kelangan jeru banget tapi ra reti kelangan apa. Mulakno, aku kudu isa nganakke semangatku meneh, kudu mantepke ati kanggo nglakoni 6 tahun mengarep. Ora bakal gampang, apa meneh nek ndelok kondisiku sing saiki (Gusti Pangeran musti ngerti maksudku).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pengen nangis yo rak iso, pengen gembar-gembor yo ra isa (isin). Pengen diemong tapi sing tak pengeni nggo ngemong ra teka-teka. Ya Allah Gustiiii... apa karepMu? apa karepku? Aku kangen tapi ora isa nyedhak. Aku malah terus mlayu saka sampeyan. aku kangen, kangen, kangen, kangen, kangen, kangen.... aku pengen nemokke sing bener, aku pengen ketemu. Masa'a njenengan mboten ngertos lan ngrasakaken... kula tresna marang njenengan.&lt;br /&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/9184922056675371047-7976151798580085788?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7976151798580085788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=7976151798580085788' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7976151798580085788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7976151798580085788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/07/missing-kangen.html' title='Missing... (Kangen)'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-7381205046541080841</id><published>2008-07-23T14:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:40:34.244+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Kuai (2)</title><content type='html'>Well, another tag lol.  There're works to do, so i'll make it fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What were you doing 5 years ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hemmm... first year in college i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What were the 5 things on your to do list today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Print some documents&lt;br /&gt;2. Pay bills&lt;br /&gt;3. Checking blogs, email, and other&lt;br /&gt;4. Revised some reports&lt;br /&gt;5. Continue reading a novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are the 5 snacks that you enjoy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Potato chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kuaci (watermelon seed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mio Fullo (chocolate roll, you can search it in www.ot.co.id)&lt;br /&gt;4. Brownies&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fried tempe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are 5 things that you would do if you were a billionaire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Build a library, a semi-private one&lt;br /&gt;2. Build a house for my parents and help my bros and sis&lt;br /&gt;3. Build and support a child care center&lt;br /&gt;4. Visit other countries&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn other languages and other subjects to reach my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 5: What are 5 jobs you've had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;exclude my current job? hmm okay:&lt;br /&gt;1. a customer service in an isp&lt;br /&gt;2. salesperson on a rental shop&lt;br /&gt;3. freelance auditor in a factory&lt;br /&gt;4. freelance tutor in a clay event day in an elementary school&lt;br /&gt;5. baby sitter in my cousin's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another tags? heh heh heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-7381205046541080841?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7381205046541080841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=7381205046541080841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7381205046541080841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7381205046541080841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-by-kuai-2.html' title='Tagged by Kuai (2)'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-4284737293629421153</id><published>2008-07-18T20:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:10:47.368+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Kuai (1)</title><content type='html'>After so long didn't check this blog, kuai shouted me, she tagged me. Well.. here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;   After i lost my cellphone some times ago, i don't have will to buy a new one. Maybe later. So,&lt;br /&gt;   here i am, without a cellphone. hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your significant other?&lt;br /&gt;   What does it means anyway? If it's about what i must come in handy, it must be book(s).&lt;br /&gt;   Novels, comics, anything i can read.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair?&lt;br /&gt;   Not really sure bout the color... brown i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your Mother?&lt;br /&gt;   My mom's hair? uhm... pretty similar with me. but recently she color it into red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your Father? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. Your favourite thing?&lt;br /&gt;   Thing? Ugh.. can't be things? Well... books! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;   Sleeping. Serious, i dream myself sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favourite drink?&lt;br /&gt;   Fresh water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream goal?&lt;br /&gt;   Being free and alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you're in?&lt;br /&gt;      Well, my boarding house. Not big, not small. Just comfy me enough with sunshine, wind, and&lt;br /&gt;       books. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your hobby? -&lt;br /&gt;     Reading books, sleeping or just laying in bed, sketching somethings (especially sentaro),&lt;br /&gt;     taking pictures, writing, listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 years?&lt;br /&gt;     Somewhere out there, helping children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What you're not?&lt;br /&gt;     Being too feminine, wearing too much girl things is soooo not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Muffins?&lt;br /&gt;     Prefer toasted bread with butter and a cup of hot dark chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. One of your wish list items?&lt;br /&gt;     Have more books in my rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where you grew up?&lt;br /&gt;     Central Java&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The last thing you did?&lt;br /&gt;     Writing down my memories with my lovely niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;     T-shirt and trousers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favourite gadget?&lt;br /&gt;      My pc and headset (can doing much things with that, including listening to music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your pets?&lt;br /&gt;      Have none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your computer?&lt;br /&gt;      PC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Your mood?&lt;br /&gt;     A bit tired, bored, and confuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;       Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Your car?&lt;br /&gt;       I don't drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Something you're not wearing?&lt;br /&gt;      Kinky things and gown (even a one piece)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Favourite store?&lt;br /&gt;       Book store and gift shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Like Someone?&lt;br /&gt;      Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;       Blue, light colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When is the last time you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;      A few minutes ago ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;       Hmm... not really sure. Two days ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, don't know who might be tagged. so, i cut this tag here ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, sorry for the other tag. I don't have 'sleeping pic(s)' to post, kuai :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-4284737293629421153?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4284737293629421153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=4284737293629421153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4284737293629421153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4284737293629421153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-by-kuai-1.html' title='Tagged by Kuai (1)'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-6306132635372311341</id><published>2008-06-19T11:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:06:34.121+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Dream 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, i chit chat with friends via ym conference. We're talking about historical building: museum, jail, and story behind the jail. And last night, somehow, i got a dream, a weird one. And here's the dream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to buy meal near hospital in my living area. I go with my brother. In the dream.. i was around 12 years old, i presume. My bro and i take the alternative road (way much nearer than to take the main road). Suddenly, a not-too-big black creature appears on the street and approaching me with it's beak opened. I try to stay calm and evade that creature but i fail. That creature bite me T_T not too hurt but still, it bite me. My bro and some villagers laughing me. My bro catch that creature, open it's beak, and told me to run away (he'll after me later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run directly to the hospital, just to find out that i'm lost in a new environment. There's an old-big-building and a playground near it. My bro managed to find me and we explore the area. We approaching that old-big-building and read the sign on it's wall: RIO DAGO HOSPITAL. Never heard a hospital in Dago area so my bro and me step inside the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman, a nurse i guess, half shouting us: "Why keep on the door? Come in" So my bro and i come in. Wow, a very 'ancient' building it is. And guess what! Those nurses... they aren't wearing a white uniform like it used to be. They wear chang-i dress (a shanghai dress)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of my dream, leaving me with strange feeling. Well, just want to write it down :P&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/9184922056675371047-6306132635372311341?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6306132635372311341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=6306132635372311341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6306132635372311341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6306132635372311341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/06/dream-1.html' title='Dream 1'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-1707648355779590219</id><published>2008-06-19T11:42:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T11:49:51.364+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Story behind The Book of Abarat: Book 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, i dare myself to read the second book after several days finish reading the first book. Well, at first part,  there're no chicken (thank goodness for that). But guess what... there's flood attacks Chickentown and chickens spread out on the water T_T The great writer also put an image about it there. Guess he never think that there'll be his reader who got chicken phobia. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what i'm trying to say here is not about those chicken anymore. But... i just wanna say, no matter how weird it will sound, oh yes, I fall in love with that Prince of Midnight; Christopher Clarion. Lol, laugh me, say i'm weirdo (i think myself a weirdo and i laugh myself too). Oh and his poem.. it's cool! Too bad i don't have the book here, right now. I'll quote it here another time.&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/9184922056675371047-1707648355779590219?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1707648355779590219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=1707648355779590219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1707648355779590219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1707648355779590219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/06/story-behind-book-of-abarat-book-2.html' title='Story behind The Book of Abarat: Book 2'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2607865013614333826</id><published>2008-04-21T11:59:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:59:57.405+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Story behind The Book of Abarat: Book 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2008" day="13" month="4"&gt;Sun, April 13 2008&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I finish reading the first book of Abarat. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;After several great fights inside myself on deciding whether to stop or continue reading this novel, I managed to finish it until the last page.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some of you are questioning about why I need to experience such fights only to finish reading a novel. Is it because of the book is boring? Or is it because the story is too unworthy to read? None of them. The only reason is… this novel has caused several nightmares to me. No kidding, I really affected by those nightmares more than I realized I would. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some pages of the novel, there’re pictures of chickens. Yes! Chickens! I have some kind of chicken phobia (not only to chickens but to birds too, honestly) I don’t know since when.&lt;br /&gt;These several years I’ve tried to press it to the lower limit. I’ve experience almost none nightmares about being attacked by chicken or bird or goose. Otherwise, I, several times, dreaming about myself having enough courage to fight back those chickens. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t know why, recently, the phobia is getting strong. Perhaps the intense “meeting” with chickens and my friends whom sometimes playing around with me with chickens makes my mental condition slope down to its lower level (if I can’t say to the lowest level). That is why, when I saw the picture of chickens in the first book of Abarat, I successfully haunted by nightmares with chickens as the villain! Sounds ridiculous, it is, but not for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, for me, I’ve managed to win the mental fight by continue reading the rest pages of the novel. It’s a great novel, truly it is. I’ll regret it for sure if I stop reading it just because of several nightmares.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou knowing that fact, when I start peeping what’s inside the second book of Abarat, I’m a bit terrified with the fact that the second book, again, still containing story about Chickentown! I assumed if Chickentown is talked in the second book, means the second book also containing picture of chickens! I do really really hope that I won’t get any nightmares for more. These chicken’s attacks already exhaust me for sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired reading a book with heartbeat, a bit handshaking, afraid of seeing a picture of chicken! Degradation on my phobia case but what can I do?! Guess I’ll have to start it all over to overcome my phobia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, how many years do I’d need for that? Several years to put me on the previous level (before my mental state slopes down) and another several years more to cure it, I guess. (if no other obstacles arise). Meanwhile… can I still confide myself to keep trying overcoming my chicken phobia? *shrugs* *winks*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: mental state that I meant above doesn’t related to crazy or something, just mental exhaustion &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-2607865013614333826?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2607865013614333826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2607865013614333826' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2607865013614333826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2607865013614333826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/04/story-behind-book-of-abarat-book-1.html' title='Story behind The Book of Abarat: Book 1'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-5541398924727675487</id><published>2008-03-03T16:56:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:08:04.895+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>What`s your personality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0 style="border: medium solid #4C7043; background:white; font-family:verdana; font-size: 12px; color:black;" cellspacing=4 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;a style="color:black; font-size:14px;" href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/your_personality_quiz_76136.htm&gt;What`s your personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:4C7043; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shy, Serious, and Secretive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are the one who doesn't really talk that much. You have at least two different personalities, but you tend not to show at least one of them. You don't seem to be the type of person to laugh or smile a whole lot, but you do sometimes. although if anyone messes around with your friends or family, you are more like a guardian angel to them. 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background:white; font-family:verdana; font-size: 12px; color:black;" cellspacing=4 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;a style="color:black; font-size:14px;" href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/element_quiz_76490.htm&gt;What Element are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:4C7043; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Water&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;you love to swim and are always calm. you like to keep your thoughts to yourself&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="color:black; font-size:12px;" href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/element_quiz_76490.htm&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click Here to Take This Quiz&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.quiztron.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quiztron.com/art/quiztron_logo.gif border=0 alt="quiz"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:10px; color:4C7043;" href=http://www.quiztron.com&gt;&lt;B&gt;Quizzes and Personality Tests&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDQ1MzQwNzcyNjgmcD*xMjUxNjEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-1519700984070258718?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1519700984070258718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=1519700984070258718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1519700984070258718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1519700984070258718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-element-are-you.html' title='What Element are you?'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-3726434992893819182</id><published>2008-03-03T15:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:08:04.895+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>what fruit are you</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0 style="border: medium solid #4C7043; 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background:white; font-family:verdana; font-size: 12px; color:black;" cellspacing=4 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;a style="color:black; font-size:14px;" href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/weather_quiz_15145.htm&gt;What kind of weather are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:4C7043; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are introverted, Feeling, sensitive, and spiritual.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/weather_quiz_15145.htm&gt;&lt;img alt="Personality Test Results" border=0 src="http://www.quiztron.com/quiz_images/full_874004959.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="color:black; font-size:12px;" href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/weather_quiz_15145.htm&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click Here to Take This Quiz&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.quiztron.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quiztron.com/art/quiztron_logo.gif border=0 alt="quiz"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:10px; 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Girls only!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0 style="border: medium solid #4C7043; background:white; font-family:verdana; font-size: 12px; color:black;" cellspacing=4 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;a style="color:black; font-size:14px;" href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/does_inner_fairy_loo_quiz_53749.htm&gt;What does your inner Fairy look like? Girls only!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:4C7043; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your inner fairy is the Earth Fairy, Terri. You can be serious or fun, but you aren't flirty at all. You are really good at sports and school but you sometimes center your life around them to much,which can drive the people around you CRAZY! You can also be to compeitive and use the excuse " You have to be competitive and agressive to get anywhere in this world." Don't UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES say that to a friend unless they are competitve too. You can also be shy at first but open up when people get to know you. You are popular, but not a snob. In fact, you are extremly down to earth ( not saying this just becuase you have an inner earth fairy)You could have a great future as long as you don't get to competitive.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/does_inner_fairy_loo_quiz_53749.htm&gt;&lt;img alt="Personality Test Results" border=0 src="http://www.quiztron.com/quiz_images/full_900654275.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="color:black; font-size:12px;" href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/does_inner_fairy_loo_quiz_53749.htm&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click Here to Take This Quiz&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.quiztron.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quiztron.com/art/quiztron_logo.gif border=0 alt="quiz"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:10px; color:4C7043;" href=http://www.quiztron.com&gt;&lt;B&gt;Quizzes and Personality Tests&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDQ1MjkyMDgxOTAmcD*xMjUxNjEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-360597000688996762?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/360597000688996762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=360597000688996762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/360597000688996762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/360597000688996762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-does-your-inner-fairy-look-like.html' title='What does your inner Fairy look like? Girls only!!!!'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-8002965541901932422</id><published>2008-03-03T13:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T14:39:50.412+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>What kind of Dragon are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border=0 style="border: medium solid #4C7043; background:white; font-family:verdana; font-size: 12px; color:black;" cellspacing=4 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;a style="color:black; font-size:14px;" href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/dragon_quiz_69366.htm&gt;What kind of Dragon are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:4C7043; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forest Dragon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are not particularly powerful, when you are on your own, but your kind usually lives in large groups, or families. You have stealth, speed and agility, you also can breathe poison. You are honest, devoted and responsible. You would do anything to protect other forest dragons from your group.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/dragon_quiz_69366.htm&gt;&lt;img alt="Personality Test Results" border=0 src="http://www.quiztron.com/quiz_images/full_807513925.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="color:black; font-size:12px;" href=http://www.quiztron.com/tests/dragon_quiz_69366.htm&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click Here to Take This Quiz&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.quiztron.com&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quiztron.com/art/quiztron_logo.gif border=0 alt="quiz"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:10px; color:4C7043;" href=http://www.quiztron.com&gt;&lt;B&gt;Quizzes and Personality Tests&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDQ1MjYyOTA5MjEmcD*xMjUxNjEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-8002965541901932422?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8002965541901932422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=8002965541901932422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/8002965541901932422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/8002965541901932422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-kind-of-dragon-are-you_03.html' title='What kind of Dragon are you?'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-6839310304624046566</id><published>2008-02-02T13:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:52:33.573+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Life Of Pi  -  Kisah Pi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gramedia.com/buku_images/EKDO0609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 151px;" src="http://www.gramedia.com/buku_images/EKDO0609.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul: Life of Pi&lt;br /&gt;Penulis: Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt;Harga: Rp55,000,-&lt;br /&gt;Dimensi: 135mm x 200mm&lt;br /&gt;Halaman: 448 halaman&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit: Gramedia Pustaka Utama&lt;br /&gt;Terbit: Desember 2004&lt;br /&gt;Kategori: Kisah nyata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; Pada tanggal 21 Juni 1977, kapal barang Tsimtsum berlayar dari Madras menuju Canada. Pada tanggal Juli, kapal itu tenggelam di Samudra Pasific. Hanya satu sekoci berhasil diturunkan, membawa penumpang seekor hyena, seekor zebra yang kakinya patah, seekor orang-utan betina, seekor harimau Royal Bengal seberat 225 kg, dan PI - anak lelaki India berusia 16 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Selama lebih dari tujuh bulan sekoci itu terombang-ambing di Samudra Pasific yang biru dan ganas. Di Samudra inilah sebagian Kisah Pi berlangsung. Kisah yang luar biasa, penuh keajaiban, dan seperti ucapan salah satu tokoh di dalamnya, kisah ini akan membuat orang percaya pada Tuhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebuah kisah yang mendebarkan. Memang agak terlambat, pertama kali terbit tahun 2004 dan saya baru membacanya sekarang! Fiuuh... wajar sih, tahun 2004 dan sebelum-sebelum ini saya memang sedang fokus ke komik :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awal novel mengetengahkan kebuntuan pengarang yang kemudian membawanya melintasi benua ke India. Di situ ia mendapatkan awal kisah Pi. Betapa menakjubkan mendapati bagaimana manusia dapat bertahan hidup (catat: semangat lebih penting dari sekedar makan/minum). Banyak (kalau tidak bisa saya bilang beberapa) dari kalimat-kalimat dalam buku ini  yang ingin saya quote, tapi itu nanti saja saya tambahkan setelah saya memiliki waktu luang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pasti menohok adalah konsep di mana manusia selama ini terlalu sibuk membela Tuhan dan lalai membela sesamanya dan makhluk lainnya, sementara Tuhan yang adikuasa ini, kalau boleh jujur, tidak membutuhkan pembelaan kita. Setidaknya, tidak dalam cara-cara yang selama ini kita yakini. Konsep lain adalah mengenai agama dan kerinduan dan kecintaan akan Tuhan. Adakah batasan mengenai bagaimana kita harus mengungkapkan rasa kasih kita terhadap Tuhan? Apakah kita tidak dapat kembali ke hati kanak-kanak kita, yang murni mengasihi Tuhan tanpa batasan-batasan buatan manusia? Mampukah orang-orang dewasa menyelami kerinduan seorang manusia dalam mencari Tuhan sebagaimana Ia adanya, bukan sebagaimana dikatakan oleh orang lain? Perlukah pertengkaran antar agama terus berlanjut? Apakah hal itu kebodohan, kebijaksanaan, atau keharusan? Setiap orang punya jawabannya masing-masing: Pi Patel, saya, dan Anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana seorang anak manusia dapat bertahan hidup di sebuah sekoci bersama seekor hyena, seekor zebra grant, seekor orangutan, dan seekor harimau royal bengal (yang bobotnya 225kg) di tengah samudera luas, dalam, dan mengandung bahaya (ikan hiu, ikan paus, dan lain-lain). Naluri? Semangat hidup? Pengetahuan? Keadaan? Akal? Tujuan? Iman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hanya Pi Patel, sang pengarang, dan pembaca lah yang mungkin mengetahuinya. (tentu saja beserta orang-orang yang telah mengalami pengalaman serupa namun tak sama dengan yang dialami Pi Patel). Maka, saya sarankan mulailah cari buku ini di toko-toko buku terdekat sebelum kehabisan (saya juga sempat kehabisan, untung dicetak ulang lagi dan lagi), kalau perlu, hubungi saudara/relasi Anda di kota tetangga untuk mendapatkan buku ini. Setelah mendapatkannya, mulailah membacanya dan dalami sendiri makna, moral, dan pengetahuan yang mungkin dapat kita peroleh dari pengalaman Pi Patel ini. (tidak setiap pembaca akan memaknai suatu buku secara sama dengan pembaca yang lain kan? maka dari itu, galilah pemaknaan Anda sendiri dan ijinkan saya mengetahuinya) :)&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/9184922056675371047-6839310304624046566?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6839310304624046566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=6839310304624046566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6839310304624046566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6839310304624046566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-of-pi-kisah-pi.html' title='Life Of Pi  -  Kisah Pi'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-782725207409641306</id><published>2008-02-01T17:39:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T15:13:17.397+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Edgar &amp; Ellen: Rare Beasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bukukita.com/babacms/displaybuku/4232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 159px;" src="http://www.bukukita.com/babacms/displaybuku/4232.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul: Edgar &amp;amp; Ellen : Rare Beasts&lt;br /&gt;Penulis: Charles Odgen&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit: Matahati&lt;br /&gt;Harga: Rp24,500,-&lt;br /&gt;Terbit: Maret 2007&lt;br /&gt;Dimensi: 125mm x 190mm&lt;br /&gt;Kategori: komedi&lt;br /&gt;Cover: soft cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kenakalan Edgar dan Ellen sudah terkenal di kota Nod's Limbs. Kali ini, si kembar nakal itu mulai bosan dengan kenakalan yang “biasa-biasa saja”. Mereka ingin membuat sesuatu yang luar biasa, namun itu butuh biaya.&lt;br /&gt;Tayangan acara televisi memberi mereka ide untuk membuka toko hewan langka agar bisa mendapat banyak uang. Berhasilkah si kembar menjalankan aksi mereka?&lt;br /&gt;Simak rencana gila mereka untuk mendapatkan binatang paling langka di dunia!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Mereka ini kembar yang jahil banget deh. Bermula dari kebutuhan akan uang (tentunya untuk mengusili kotanya).... mereka mendapat ide dari sebuah tayangan televisi. Wuiihh.... segala cara mereka lakukan dengan penuh pemikiran dan perhitungan (perhitungan dan pemikiran ala mereka banget deh)... hasilnya, bukan uang yang mereka dapatkan, malah balasan yang setimpal dengan kenakalan mereka. Ahahaha... baca kisah Edgar dan Ellen ini gak bosan deh. Lucu!&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/9184922056675371047-782725207409641306?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/782725207409641306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=782725207409641306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/782725207409641306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/782725207409641306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/02/edgar-ellen-rare-beasts.html' title='Edgar &amp; Ellen: Rare Beasts'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-5776859727943594022</id><published>2008-01-31T14:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T14:37:39.805+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Petualangan Hermux Tantamoq: Maut di Teater Varmint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bukukita.com/babacms/displaybuku/3106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 159px;" src="http://www.bukukita.com/babacms/displaybuku/3106.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul: Petualangan Dahsyat Hermux Tantamoq: Maut di Teater Varmint&lt;br /&gt;Pengarang: Michael Hoeye&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit: MLC Lumos Books&lt;br /&gt;Harga: Rp37,500,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dua petualangan Hermux yang terdahulu telah melejitkan namanya sebagai detektif andal di Kota Pichester. Dia kini punya karier baru selain sebagai tukang jam di bengkel kerjanya yang tenang tenteram itu, yaitu sebagai detektif sewaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermux tak kuasa menolak ketika mendadak datang surat permohonan dari Fluster Varmint, pengelola teater paling terkenal dalam bisnis pertunjukan di Pinchester. Varmint ingin menyewa Hermux untuk menyelidiki surat ancaman yang diterimanya dan menjamin keamanan dirinya serta teater miliknya. Kasus Misterius di Teater Varmint ini mendorong Hermux ke tengah panggung, mejadi sorotan pihak-pihak yang bertikai, dan beberapa kali hampir terbunuh dalam pertarungan yang menegangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana cara Hermux mengurai misteri ini? Berhasilkah dia menyelamatkan Teater Varmint atau justru menghadapi akhir pada awal karier barunya? Ikuti petualangan dasyat Hermux yang membawanya masuk ke dunia pertunjukan yang ternyata tidak terlalu gemerlap.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hihihi... kali ini, Hermux pusing setengah mati. Dia mendapat saingan cinta! Hohoho.... lagipula, datangnya surat super rahasia dari sebuah teater bergengsi menyalakan semangat penyelidikannya. Berawal dari satu kebingungan menuju ke kebingungan berikutnya, berhubungan dengan dunia hiburan yang begitu awam bagi dirinya, termasuk menjadi desainer latar panggung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mampukah hermux menguak misteri di teater varmint? Mampukah seorang tukang jam mendesain latar panggung yang mengagumkan? Psst... di sini kita bisa 'melihat' hermux menjadi aktor juga lho... bahkan mendapat sambutan meriah dari penonton. ;)&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/9184922056675371047-5776859727943594022?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5776859727943594022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=5776859727943594022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/5776859727943594022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/5776859727943594022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/petualangan-hermux-tantamoq-maut-di.html' title='Petualangan Hermux Tantamoq: Maut di Teater Varmint'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2380756163667257642</id><published>2008-01-26T12:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T16:57:01.938+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Petualangan Hermux Tantamoq: Melacak Jejak Kota Kuno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mizan.com/viewimage.php?id=6706&amp;amp;width=150"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 145px;" src="http://www.mizan.com/viewimage.php?id=6706&amp;amp;width=150" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis menyusul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;kali ini berhubungan dengan sejarah bangsa tikus dan bangsa kucing! Hohoho.... menegangkan lho, dan membuat saya terpingkal-pingkal (dalam hati) karena ulah hermux tantamoq. Hermux berusaha untuk secermat mungkin membersihkan jejak barang2 yang disembunyikannya, tapi menurut saya, ada tindakannya yang justru memberi petunjuk mengenai tempat persembunyian barang2 tersebut. Hahaha....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Seperti biasa, awal yang baik, pertengahan yang menegangkan, dan akhir yang melegakan (baik) untuk semua pihak. Hehehe...&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Psst... kali ini Tucka Mertslin kembali kena batunya lho. Hehehe... tapi rain kagum tuh dengan ide fashion Tucka Mertslin. Bravo deh untuk ide-ide brilian Tucka, tapi tidak untuk ide-ide jahatnya. Hihihi... satu bocoran lagi deh.... jodoh itu memang tak akan ke mana... seperti kalimat "tak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; lari gunung dikejar", pasti didapat juga ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Happy reading~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-2380756163667257642?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2380756163667257642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2380756163667257642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2380756163667257642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2380756163667257642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/petualangan-hermux-tantamoq-melacak.html' title='Petualangan Hermux Tantamoq: Melacak Jejak Kota Kuno'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-6900645448317007208</id><published>2008-01-25T15:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:09:32.769+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Petualangan Hermux Tantamoq: Misteri di Gunung Teulabonari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6205/904/320/MisteriGunungTeulabonari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 157px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6205/904/320/MisteriGunungTeulabonari.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Misteri di Gunung Teulabonari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Judul asli: Time Stops for No Mouse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Penulis: Michael Hoeye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Penerjemah: Danny Raharto, Rahmani Astuti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Penerbit MLC, Januari 2006, 284 halaman, Rp.34.000,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hermux Tantamoq adalah seorang tukang jam yang cermat dan teliti. Hidupnya yang tenang tenteram berubah riuh menegangkan sejak dia mendapat pesanan untuk memperbaiki jam milik si petualang, Linka Perflinger. Jam tangan yang rusak berat itu secara tak diduga menggiring Hermux masuk ke dalam sebuah persoalan besar, karena Linka yang mendesaknya untuk buru-buru memperbaiki jam itu justru tak pernah datang untuk mengambilnya. Hermux ingin menemukan Linka. Namun ini malah membuatnya terlibat dalam pertarungan tingkat tinggi antara sebuah perusahaan kosmetik dan institut penelitian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Akankah Hermux berhasil menemukan Linka? Bagaimana dia melepaskan diri dari keterlibatan yang tak mengenakkan itu? Cerita misteri ini akan memukau pembaca muda maupun tua dengan ketegangan dan humor yang dihadirkannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hmm... berawal dari seorang tukang jam yang rapih, tertata, rutin, aman dan nyaman, kehidupan Hermux Tantamoq berubah ketika rasa penasaran, keingintahuan, dan moral (atau lebih tepat bila saya katakan sebagai kebaikan hati?) mengajaknya mengalami sebuah petualangan yang luar biasa. Jiwa petualangnya mulai bergolak setelah menyadari adanya keanehan pertama. Karenanya ia nekad melakukan segala sesuatu yang belum pernah ia lakukan sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;Cerita yang membuat  saya terhanyut dan merasa enggan menutup buku ini. Kalaupun sampai saya tutup juga, itu karena saya harus pergi atau karena mata ini sudah tak dapat dibuka lagi. Hihihi...  Ok deh, sekian saja dulu, selamat menikmati ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-6900645448317007208?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6900645448317007208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=6900645448317007208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6900645448317007208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6900645448317007208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/petualangan-hermux-tantamoq-misteri-di.html' title='Petualangan Hermux Tantamoq: Misteri di Gunung Teulabonari'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-137879553539650200</id><published>2008-01-24T12:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:08:24.935+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Tetralogi Laskar Pelangi: Edensor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kutukutubuku.com/images/biografi/edensor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 127px;" src="http://www.kutukutubuku.com/images/biografi/edensor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul: Edensor&lt;br /&gt;Penulis: Andrea Hirata&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit: Bentang Pustaka&lt;br /&gt;Halaman:&lt;br /&gt;Harga: Rp39,000,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis not yet available&lt;br /&gt;reviewed later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-137879553539650200?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/137879553539650200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=137879553539650200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/137879553539650200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/137879553539650200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/tetralogi-laskar-pelangi-edensor.html' title='Tetralogi Laskar Pelangi: Edensor'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-4068931788746989255</id><published>2008-01-24T12:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T12:41:19.483+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Tetralogi Laskar Pelangi: Sang Pemimpi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sabuku.com/components/com_virtuemart/shop_image/product/6edf87f8dd3bd50109f990e4696f2ba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 129px;" src="http://sabuku.com/components/com_virtuemart/shop_image/product/6edf87f8dd3bd50109f990e4696f2ba1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul: Sang Pemimpi&lt;br /&gt;Penulis: Andrea Hirata&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit: Bentang Pustaka&lt;br /&gt;Halaman: 292 halaman&lt;br /&gt;Harga: Rp40,000,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis not yet available&lt;br /&gt;reviewed later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-4068931788746989255?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4068931788746989255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=4068931788746989255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4068931788746989255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4068931788746989255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/tetralogi-laskar-pelangi-sang-pemimpi.html' title='Tetralogi Laskar Pelangi: Sang Pemimpi'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-7451898802877840523</id><published>2008-01-24T11:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T12:34:06.995+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Tetralogi Laskar Pelangi: Laskar Pelangi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.inibuku.com/coverpic/B01/ANDH01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 148px;" src="http://www.inibuku.com/coverpic/B01/ANDH01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul: Laskar Pelangi&lt;br /&gt;Penulis: Andrea Hirata&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit: Bentang Pustaka&lt;br /&gt;Harga: Rp60,000,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis: not yet available&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reviewed later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-7451898802877840523?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7451898802877840523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=7451898802877840523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7451898802877840523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7451898802877840523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/tetralogi-laskar-pelangi-laskar-pelangi.html' title='Tetralogi Laskar Pelangi: Laskar Pelangi'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-4583727934131553903</id><published>2008-01-23T10:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T14:11:18.524+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Lelaki Terindah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gramedia.com/buku_images/EFRP4536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 73px; height: 107px;" src="http://www.gramedia.com/buku_images/EFRP4536.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Judul: Lelaki Terindah&lt;br /&gt;Pengarang: Andrei Aksana&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit: Gramedia Majalah&lt;br /&gt;Halaman: 219 halaman&lt;br /&gt;Terbit: Mei 2004&lt;br /&gt;Harga: Rp47,000,-&lt;br /&gt;Bonus: CD lagu Lelaki Terindah&lt;br /&gt;Keterangan: 14 x 21 cm, soft cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;-not yet available-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cerita yang menarik, dikemas secara pas. Tidak didramatisir tapi pas :D seolah dibuat apa adanya. Buku ini saya lahap dalam waktu satu pagi. Hehehe... sebelum ke kantor. Bagus. Saya bukan seseorang yang mengagungkan cinta dan juga bukan seseorang yang menghalalkan cinta sesama jenis, namun saya dapat mengerti perasaan mereka yang mengalaminya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orang-orang di luar sana terlalu banyak menghakimi, terlalu berlebihan dalam menghakimi cinta jenis ini sehingga mereka harus 'sedikit' disadarkan, dibuka pintu hatinya. Untuk yang sudah terlalu lama menutup mata terhadap cinta jenis ini... tolong, mulailah buka mata kalian. Tak perlu menghalalkannya, cukup dengan mengakui keberadaannya. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh ya, lupa bilang... di buku ini ada tokoh yang bernama RAINA! Oh my.... among all those name around the world, why it has to be raina (my name)? T_T&lt;/span&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/9184922056675371047-4583727934131553903?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4583727934131553903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=4583727934131553903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4583727934131553903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4583727934131553903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/lelaki-terindah.html' title='Lelaki Terindah'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-1359593127558633791</id><published>2008-01-21T10:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T15:09:20.654+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>The Stolen Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bukukita.com/babacms/displaybuku/4814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 171px;" src="http://www.bukukita.com/babacms/displaybuku/4814.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table style="width: 4px; height: 10px;" align="left" border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;          &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi" width="75%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;                  &lt;tr&gt;                    &lt;td class="deskripsi_detail_isi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Judul: The Stolen Child&lt;br /&gt;No. ISBN: 978-979-3972-20-6&lt;br /&gt;Penulis: Keith Donohue&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bukukita.com/searchresult.php?id=3&amp;amp;key=39&amp;amp;PHPSESSID=6d9345935fdb98e9bc98dd026974d95c"&gt;Dastan Books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terbit: Juni 2007&lt;br /&gt;Halaman: 600&lt;br /&gt;Berat: 375 gr&lt;br /&gt;Cover: Soft Cover&lt;br /&gt;Dimensi: 125x190mm&lt;br /&gt;Kategori: Fantasi&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa: Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;Penerjemah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anda Tak Pernah Tahu Apa Anak Anda Sebenarnya...&lt;br /&gt;Hobgoblin adalah peri-peri kecil yang suka menculik dan bertukar tempat dengan anak-anak manusia. Seorang hobgoblin akan berubah menjadi anak manusia dan menggantikan anak yang diculik. Sementara anak yang diculik akan berubah jadi hobgoblin, dan menjadi anak kecil selamanya... kecuali bila ia bisa kembali menculik seorang anak manusia dan bertukar tempat dengannya!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Secara fisik, hobgoblin selamanya menjadi anak kecil. Terjebak kungkungan masa. Namun tidak demikian dengan jiwanya yang terus tumbuh dewasa. Makhluk-makhluk magis ini seperti manusia purba. Hidup di dalam hutan, banyak bergantung pada alam.&lt;br /&gt;Dulu, hobgoblin atau changeling atau apa pun julukannya, dianggap nyata keberadaannya di hampir setiap budaya. Mereka tersebar di mana-mana, diam-diam masuk ke rumah-rumah, menculik dan bertukar tempat dengan anak-anak kecil. Bila nyata demikian, Anda tidak pernah bisa tahu apa anak Anda sebenarnya—darah daging Anda ataukah hobgoblin. Atau, mungkin Anda sendiri seorang hobgoblin...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ceritanya bagus! Seru ngikutinnya. Awalnya saya kira ini bakal jadi cerita seram, tapi ternyata ga kok. Yang uniknya, tiap bab terjadi pergantian sudut pandang tokoh, jadi kalau mau unik... bisa tuh, baca bab-bab ganjil dulu, baru baca bab-bab genapnya :P&lt;br /&gt;Pasti lebih seru tuh. Hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, ini cerita mengenai dua orang yang bertukar tempat. Bab-bab ganjil bercerita tentang hobgoblin yang bertukar tempat dengan manusia, sementara bab-bab genap bercerita dari sudut pandang manusia yang menjalani kehidupan hobgoblin. Bagaimana perasaan-perasaan mereka, apa yang mereka pikirkan dan lakukan, dll. Cerita bergulir sampai di titik mereka bertemu satu sama lain, dan mengambil keputusan masing-masing. Sebuah cerita (atau dua? ehehehe) yang menyentuh hati, salut deh.&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/9184922056675371047-1359593127558633791?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1359593127558633791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=1359593127558633791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1359593127558633791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1359593127558633791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/stolen-child.html' title='The Stolen Child'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-6061490040216880734</id><published>2008-01-18T11:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:12:05.115+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Serial Detektif Chloe: Huru-hara Pesta Dansa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.kaifa4teens.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RI-MHAoKCkEAAAj3M-Q1/chloe1a.jpg?et=B7hhdqzhbW%2CWQJoHdz1T7Q&amp;amp;nmid=7503265"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 150px;" src="http://images.kaifa4teens.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RI-MHAoKCkEAAAj3M-Q1/chloe1a.jpg?et=B7hhdqzhbW%2CWQJoHdz1T7Q&amp;amp;nmid=7503265" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pengarang: Norah McClintock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;252 hlm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rp. 25.000,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pasang sabuk pengaman kalian—perjalanan ini akan sangat menyeramkan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;St. Catherine Standard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sinopsis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pesta Dansa Musim Semi akan segera tiba di sekolah Earl Baron!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiga bersaudara, Chloe, Brynn, dan Phoebe, begitu bersemangat mempersiapkan diri. Namun, keceriaan mereka terganggu oleh hadirnya seorang detektif kriminal kepolisian, Paul Levesque—calon suami ibu mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Levesque menemukan bukti saat menyelidiki kasus penganiayaan, dan salah seorang dari tiga gadis itu adalah tersangkanya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Benarkah tuduhan itu? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siapakah pelaku sebenarnya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apakah Chloe, Brynn, dan Phoebe bisa menghadiri pesta dansa bergengsi itu bersama-sama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nah, saya rasa ini awal mula serial Chloe deh. Chloe si bengal yang selalu bikin keluarganya pusing, bertemu dengan Levesque, bahkan terlibat dalam urusan polisi. Chloe dilema, apa yang harus dia lakukan. Melindungi kekasihnya dan teman-temannya, atau... mendengarkan nuraninya.&lt;br /&gt;Lho, kok jadi bikin sinopsis sendiri ya... hehehe... Abisnya bingung mau kasih komentar apa. Betul-betul tak ada yang bisa dikomentari. Hmm... paling-paling... baca aja deh, rasisme anak-anak kanada :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-6061490040216880734?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6061490040216880734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=6061490040216880734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6061490040216880734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6061490040216880734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/serial-detektif-chloe-huru-hara-pesta.html' title='Serial Detektif Chloe: Huru-hara Pesta Dansa'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2003896402619239458</id><published>2008-01-18T11:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:13:18.270+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Serial Detektif Chloe: Sang Tertuduh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.kaifa4teens.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RI-OiQoKCkEAAA9zP5k1/chloe2a.jpg?et=lqfQm%2BJIB1d%2CbXcsOEdF%2Bw&amp;amp;nmid=7503531"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 161px;" src="http://images.kaifa4teens.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RI-OiQoKCkEAAA9zP5k1/chloe2a.jpg?et=lqfQm%2BJIB1d%2CbXcsOEdF%2Bw&amp;amp;nmid=7503531" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Penulis   : Norah McClinctock&lt;br /&gt;Halaman: 328 hlm&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harga         : Rp. 27500,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"John Grishamnya anak muda."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;—&lt;i&gt;Vancouver Sun &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pernah terbit dengan judul: Dosa Sang Narapidana &lt;-- yang saya punya versi ini   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ketika Caleb Darke dibebaskan dari penjara, tak seorang pun di kota yang menginginkan dia kembali. Tak seorang pun bersedia memberinya kesempatan kecuali Chloe. Dia yakin cowok itu tidak melakukan kejahatan yang dituduhkan padanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Masalahnya, bagaimana Chloe bisa membuktikannya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dan jika Caleb tidak melakukannya, lalu siapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Siapa pun pelakunya, dia pasti akan melakukan segala cara untuk mencegah Chloe menyingkap misteri itu...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nah! Pusing juga deh kalau ada orang yang diam saja saat dituduh melakukan hal yang tidak dia lakukan. Jengkel deh dengan orang-orang macam ini. Uit... tapi tunggu dulu, mari disimak lebih lagi... makin lama, jadi makin ngerti kok kenapa semua bisa jadi begini. Apalagi kalau sudah menyangkut perasaan. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Ada kalimat yang rain suka di sini, kurang lebihnya seperti ini: "pelaku kejahatan itu akan lebih lega kalau kejahatannya diketahui"&lt;br /&gt;Yang intinya, kalau kita berbuat kesalahan, daripada menutupi terus menerus dan dikejar rasa bersalah, mending ketahuan aja deh skalian, trus langsung tuntasin saat itu juga :P&lt;br /&gt;Salut dengan Caleb Darke dan caranya mencintai seseorang ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-2003896402619239458?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2003896402619239458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2003896402619239458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2003896402619239458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2003896402619239458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/penulis-norah-mcclinctock-halaman-328.html' title='Serial Detektif Chloe: Sang Tertuduh'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-1740727361721378307</id><published>2008-01-18T11:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:13:55.116+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Serial Detektif Chloe: Rahasia Keluarga Shackleton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.kaifa4teens.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RI-PfQoKCkEAABExY0Y1/chloe3a.jpg?et=7DR8hCASnyJoSk%2B50bPAqQ&amp;amp;nmid=7503636"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 153px;" src="http://images.kaifa4teens.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RI-PfQoKCkEAABExY0Y1/chloe3a.jpg?et=7DR8hCASnyJoSk%2B50bPAqQ&amp;amp;nmid=7503636" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pengarang: Norah McClintock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halaman   : 352 hlm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harga         : Rp. 24.500,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Klimaks cerita sarat dengan bahaya dan emosi, dan kesimpulan akhirnya amat memuaskan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;—&lt;i&gt;Canadian Materials&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pernah terbit dengan judul: Melacak Pembunuhan Mary Shackleton &lt;-- punya yang ini juga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sinopsis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Menurut Chloe, Jonah itu cowok brengsek. Lalu, kenapa dia mau repot-repot menemani Jonah berdemo menuntut pembebasan ayahnya?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kenapa dia mau pergi ke mana-mana mencari petunjuk, berbohonng, bertengkar dengan ayah tirinya demi membuktikan kalau ayah Jonah bukan pembunuh?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Apalagi Chloe sebenarnya masih ragu, benarkah ayah Jonah tidak membunuh istrinya sendiri? Sedikit demi sedikit, kepingan-kepingan kejadian pada hari naas meninggalnya ibu Jonah, Mary Shakleton, mulai menyatu. Masalahnya, semakin dekat Chloe dengan jawaban misteri ini, semakin dekat pula dia dengan bahaya...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali lagi... don't judge the book by its cover lho.. hehehe... Ini yang dialami Chloe ketika bertemu dengan teman sekolahnya, Jonah Shackleton. Secara jujur, episode yang ini kurang gregetnya :P&lt;br /&gt;Ga terlalu banyak yang bisa rain komentari di sini, kecuali... apa betul Ross cemburu pada Jonah? Cemburu jenis yang satu itu kah? Karena serial ini ga jelas mana episode satu dan mana episode selanjutnya... jadi kurang bisa melihat perkembangan hubungan dan perasaan antara Chloe dan Ross :P&lt;br /&gt;(siapa juga yang bilang ini novel romansa? kan ini novel detektif, rainaaaaa. hahaha...)&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/9184922056675371047-1740727361721378307?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1740727361721378307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=1740727361721378307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1740727361721378307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1740727361721378307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/serial-detektif-chloe-rahasia-keluarga.html' title='Serial Detektif Chloe: Rahasia Keluarga Shackleton'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-9003413541803141947</id><published>2008-01-18T10:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:06:54.411+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Serial Detektif Chloe: Rahasia Rawa Cemara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.kaifa4teens.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RJDQCwoKCkEAAFPrUfM1/chloe7a.jpg?et=Vd%2Cba6QgpwghNOS9%2BfwemQ&amp;amp;nmid=7526329"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 5px 5px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px;" src="http://images.kaifa4teens.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RJDQCwoKCkEAAFPrUfM1/chloe7a.jpg?et=Vd%2Cba6QgpwghNOS9%2BfwemQ&amp;amp;nmid=7526329" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pengarang: Norah McClintock&lt;br /&gt;Halaman: 336 hlm&lt;br /&gt;Harga: Rp. 34000,-&lt;br /&gt;“McClintock menyajikan karya terbaiknya.”&lt;br /&gt;—Quill &amp;amp; Quire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ketenangan penduduk East Hastings kembali terusik...&lt;br /&gt;Chloe menemukan mayat Trevor Blake di East Hastings Provincial Park. Semua orang yakin pelakunya adalah David Mitchell—aktivis plestarian lingkungan. Apalagi, Davidlah yang selalu berseteru dengan Trevor Blake.&lt;br /&gt;Namun, apakah David memang pelakunya?&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah Chloe mengungkap kasus tersebut jika Rawa Cemara telah menelan semua bukti?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm... jujur saja, tidak akan tertarik membeli buku ini kalau tidak sedang didiskon. :P Saya beli enam judul dari serial Chloe (cuma ketemu enam sih) dan saat ini saya sudah baca keenamnya itu.&lt;br /&gt;Rahasia Rawa Cemara ini baru saja saya selesaikan tadi pagi sebelum berangkat ke kantor (orang lain morning break dengan kopi, saya dengan buku. huehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;Saya hanya bisa bilang bahwa secara garis besar, serial Chloe cukup menarik, ringan, dan layak dibaca. Hanya saja, bila saya membacanya dengan semestinya, saya terkantuk-kantuk. Itu yang membuat saya selalu membaca serial Chloe dengan sistem baca cepat.&lt;br /&gt;Boleh dibilang ini petualangan Chloe yang paling seru dibanding petualangan Chloe lainnya. Beberapa kali Chloe terancam nyawanya di petualangannya kali ini, yang membuat Cherrie (mama Chloe) dan Levesque menjadi khawatir.&lt;br /&gt;Bukan cerita detektif yang betul-betul detektif, juga bukan cerita mengenai anak-anak/remaja yang berusaha menjadi detektif (seperti trio detektifnya Alfred Hitchcock atau lima sekawannya Enid Blyton), tapi ini cerita mengenai seorang remaja yang tak bisa diam, yang selalu ingin tahu, dan kebetulan... (kalau saya boleh bilang kebetulan) ayah tirinya adalah chief (kepala polisi) di lingkungan tempat tinggalnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-9003413541803141947?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/9003413541803141947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=9003413541803141947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/9003413541803141947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/9003413541803141947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/chloe.html' title='Serial Detektif Chloe: Rahasia Rawa Cemara'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2717849491083226857</id><published>2008-01-16T13:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:08:49.850+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>How Addicted I Am On Blogging?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/blog_addiction" style="color: #D64B32; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 286px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 17px; background: url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/332/201/blog_addiction.aui4kgerwh.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 30px;"&gt;64%&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;How Addicted to Blogging Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Find an &lt;a href="http://www.my-career-education.com/ultrasound-schools.htm"&gt;Ultrasound school&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64% is more than i expected...&lt;br /&gt;should i take less time on blogging? &lt;br /&gt;hm... seems i can't since i  have responsibilities to watch some blogs :P&lt;br /&gt;Well... let it be, let it be hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-2717849491083226857?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2717849491083226857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2717849491083226857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2717849491083226857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2717849491083226857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-addicted-i-am-on-blogging.html' title='How Addicted I Am On Blogging?'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2893643197284428200</id><published>2008-01-09T07:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:39:29.369+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Trilogy of Celestine Prophecy: Secret Of Shambala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R4QXt3i5BNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JnedkRnxB2A/s1600-h/Secret+Of+Shambala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R4QXt3i5BNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JnedkRnxB2A/s320/Secret+Of+Shambala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153269950390535378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-2893643197284428200?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2893643197284428200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2893643197284428200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2893643197284428200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2893643197284428200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/trilogy-of-celestine-prophecy-secret-of.html' title='Trilogy of Celestine Prophecy: Secret Of Shambala'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R4QXt3i5BNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JnedkRnxB2A/s72-c/Secret+Of+Shambala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-6905212679353006003</id><published>2008-01-09T07:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:47:56.262+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Trilogy of Celestine Prophecy: Tenth Insight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R4QXg3i5BMI/AAAAAAAAABI/yGaohAsJQpk/s1600-h/The+Tenth+Insight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R4QXg3i5BMI/AAAAAAAAABI/yGaohAsJQpk/s320/The+Tenth+Insight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153269727052235970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Melalui Manuuskrip Celestine, banyak orang di dunia menjadi lebih membuka diri terhadap peristiwa-peristiwa kebetulan yang terjadi dalam hidup mereka, sekaligus memperoleh pengertian baru terhadap misi dan nasib mereka di dunia. Kini, muncullah sebuah Wawasan baru...&lt;br /&gt;Wawasan Kesepuluh ini merupakan penjabaran yang lebih mendetail mengenai sembilan wawasan terdahulu yang diuraikan dalam Manuskrip Celestine. Dikisahkan bahwa X, si tokoh utama, kembali ke Peru untuk mencari temannya, Charlene, yang hilang saat melakukan pencarian tentang Wawasan Kesepuluh.&lt;br /&gt;Dalam petualangannya, X bertemu beberapa orang. Kelak ia mengetahui bahwa orang-orang ini memang mempunyai kaitan dengan dirinya pada kehidupan sebelumnya. Mereka dipertemukan lagi agar bisa saling membantu dalam menyelesaikan berbagai emosi dari kehidupan yang dulu, yang masih mengganggu sampai saat ini. Mereka juga belajar saling mendukung untuk melihat visi kelahiran masing-masing, dan bagaimana mereka mesti menggunakan energi cinta kasih untuk mewujudkan visi tersebut.&lt;/blockquote&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/9184922056675371047-6905212679353006003?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6905212679353006003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=6905212679353006003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6905212679353006003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6905212679353006003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/trilogy-of-celestine-prophecy-tenth.html' title='Trilogy of Celestine Prophecy: Tenth Insight'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R4QXg3i5BMI/AAAAAAAAABI/yGaohAsJQpk/s72-c/The+Tenth+Insight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-4024452192739995313</id><published>2008-01-09T07:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:34:51.018+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>The Expected One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R4QVA3i5BLI/AAAAAAAAABA/klWEGdLwv-Q/s1600-h/The+Expected+One.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R4QVA3i5BLI/AAAAAAAAABA/klWEGdLwv-Q/s320/The+Expected+One.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153266978273166514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dua ribu tahun yang lalu, Maria Magdalena menyembunyikan sebuah gulungan kertas di kaki bukit Pyrenees, Prancis, yang berbatu-batu. Gulungan itu adalah injil  yang memuat berbagai peristiwa dan karakter Perjanjian Lama menurut versi Magdalena sendiri. Dilindungi kekuatan supranatural, gulungan kertas nan sakral ini hanya bisa dibuka oleh seorang pencari kebenaran yang istimewa. Yakni seseorang yang sesuai dengan kriteria I'attendue - Dia Yang Dinantikan - yang disebutkan dalam nubuat kuno.&lt;br /&gt;Di masa kini, ketika Maureen Paschal, sorang jurnalis wanita, memulai riset untuk buku  barunya, ia sama sekali tidak tahu kalau ia tengah memasuki suatu misteri kuno. Sedemikian rahasia dan revolusionernya misteri itu hingga ribuan orang telah terbunuh dan meninggal demi memperjuangkannya. Maureen menjadi begitu larut dalam budaya mistis Prancis Barat Daya karena nubuat Dia Yang Dinantikan membayang-bayangi kehidupan dan kerjanya, dan memberi titik terang bagi rahasia keluarganya yang telah lama terpendam.&lt;br /&gt;Ia terpaksa mengarungi petualangan yang menegangkan dan mempertaruhkan nyawanya demi melakoni takdirnya dan demi menemukan gulungan kertas yang isinya menggemparkan...&lt;/blockquote&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/9184922056675371047-4024452192739995313?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4024452192739995313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=4024452192739995313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4024452192739995313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4024452192739995313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/expected-one.html' title='The Expected One'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R4QVA3i5BLI/AAAAAAAAABA/klWEGdLwv-Q/s72-c/The+Expected+One.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-9063718885116756883</id><published>2008-01-08T11:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:17:56.924+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books I read'/><title type='text'>Nefertiti  The Book of the Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dastanbooks.com/adm/bkimages/978-979-3972-16-9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 199px;" src="http://www.dastanbooks.com/adm/bkimages/978-979-3972-16-9a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table style="font-size: smaller; width: 230px; height: 158px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="15" valign="top"&gt;ISBN&lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;td valign="top"&gt;978-979-3972-16-9&lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                  &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td height="15" valign="top"&gt;Terbit &lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;td valign="top"&gt;Maret 2007&lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                  &lt;tr&gt;               &lt;td height="15" valign="top" width="53"&gt;Genre&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td valign="top" width="137"&gt;Fiction - Crime Thriller&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr&gt;               &lt;td height="15" valign="top"&gt;Harga&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td valign="top"&gt;Rp 59.900,00&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr&gt;               &lt;td height="15" valign="top"&gt;Halaman&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td valign="top"&gt;600&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr&gt;                &lt;td height="15" valign="top"&gt;Ukuran&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td valign="top"&gt;12.5 x 19 cm&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr&gt;                &lt;td height="15" valign="top"&gt;Sampul&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td valign="top"&gt;Softcover Flap Doft&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pengarang        Nick Drake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Penerjemah     Bima Sudiarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Penyunting      Pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kota modern pertama dalam sejarah manusia hendak diresmikan. Agama baru akan dikukuhkan. Namun sang Ratu menghilang tanpa jejak. Sesosok mayat wanita tanpa wajah ditemukan. Pembunuhan demi pembunuhan berlangsung silih berganti. Imperium Mesir di ujung tanduk...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nefertiti, wanita paling berkuasa dalam sejarah, adalah Ratu Mesir, istri dari Akhenaten sang Firaun yang memerintah dari tahun 1353 hingga 1335 Sebelum Masehi. Di bawah kendali suami-istri ini, masyarakat Mesir menjadi masyarakat modern pertama yang tercatat sejarah. Ibu kota modern dibangun, agama baru Dewa Matahari diperkenalkan. Tapi di tengah ingar-bingar kemajuan itu, Nefertiti menghilang dan dikhawatirkan telah dibunuh. Bila benar, kematian Nefertiti bakal mengubah peta kekuasaan di Mesir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Karena mencurigai adanya konspirasi di balik peristiwa ini, Akhenaten memerintahkan Rahotep - kepala detektif muda dengan reputasi cemerlang - untuk melakukan investigasi. Rahotep punya waktu sepuluh hari untuk mengembalikan sang Ratu sebelum festival peresmian ibu kota dan agama baru. Bila gagal, kekuasaan Akhenaten dan Nefertiti yang membentang dari Afrika hingga Timur Tengah terancam runtuh. Nyawa Rahotep dan keluarganya pun akan melayang...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Akhirnya beres dalam 2 malam. Novel yang cukup menarik walau gaya penceritaannya... terus terang, membuat orang bosan dan mudah mengantuk. Teman saya yang menyewa novel ini sampai merelakan novel ini saya baca dan dia hanya mendengar saya menceritakan ulang novel ini kepadanya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dengan sistem membaca cepat (yang dimungkinkan karena ceritanya ringan dan hanya menggunakan 1 plot yaitu alur maju), cerita ini jadi lebih menyenangkan dan menegangkan :) Dimulai dari penunjukan seorang penyelidik kampung untuk menemukan ratu junjungannya yang menghilang, yang membuatnya harus meninggalkan kampung dan keluarga tercinta menuju ibu kota yang asing. Risiko besar dihadapinya.. kegelimangan bila sukses, kematian bila gagal. Dan... dia tak disambut baik di kota raja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bagaimana dia menemukan sang ratu dan bagaimana dia mengungkap peristiwa di balik itu... semua mengalir saja dengan entengnya. Meski di akhir-akhir cerita, tujuannya bukan lagi menemukan sang ratu, tapi berlanjut ke next level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Terjemahannya bagus dan ketikannya juga rapi :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9184922056675371047-9063718885116756883?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/9063718885116756883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=9063718885116756883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/9063718885116756883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/9063718885116756883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/nefertiti-book-of-dead.html' title='Nefertiti  The Book of the Dead'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-7779970923593991279</id><published>2008-01-07T14:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T10:49:07.336+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>The Interpretation of Murder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.inibuku.com/coverpic/U01/JRUB01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 118px;" src="http://www.inibuku.com/coverpic/U01/JRUB01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul : The Interpretation of Murder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jenis : Fiksi Sejarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pengarang : Jed Rubenfeld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Penerbit : Ufuk Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tahun Terbit : Maret 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Halaman : 610&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Harga : Rp. 55.000,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;sinopsis: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pada 1909, seorang jenius besar, Sigmund Freud - yang pemikirannya tentang tingkah laku manusia, seks, dan psikologi, telah menyulut perdebatan sengit di seluruh dunia - berkunjung ke New York, Amerika untuk menerima penghargaan gelar kehormatan. Bersama Freud, datang juga murid sekaligus saingannya, Carl Jung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pada hari yang sama, di dalam sebuah penthouse mewah, seorang perempuan cantik hampir bugil, ditemukan terbunuh - dicambuki, disayat-sayat, dan lehernya dijerat dengan dasi sutra. Seorang gadis bernama Nora Acton, nyaris menjadi korban kedua pembunuh itu. Saking traumanya, Nora tak dapat mengingat serangan yang menimpanya dan siapa yang menyerangnya. Karena diminta untuk memecahkan kasus ini, Dr.Stratham Younger - seorang dokter Amerika dan pendukung fanatik Freud - memohon bantuan Freud untuk dapat menguak siapa sebenarnya pembunuh itu dengan memulihkan ingatan Nora, gadis yang ternyata masa lalu keluarganya serumit masa lalu Younger.&lt;br /&gt;Perburuan pembunuh misterius ini berlangsung di seluruh kota New York, dari ruang dansa yang anggun, Waldrof-Astoria, ke ruang-ruang pertemuan mewah Gramercy Park, melalui lorong-lorong rahasia, ke Chinatown, hingga ke gedung-gedung pencakar langit di Manhattan. Sementara perburuan terus berlangsung, Younger terseret-seret krisis lainnya: ia terjerat cinta Nora Acton, pasien cantiknya, dan ia juga mengetahui ada serangkaian kejadian aneh yang dicurigai untuk menjatuhkan nama baik Freud...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pertama kali lihat buku ini, judulnya membuat saya tertarik. Tapi terus terang saja... gambar covernya agak membuat saya ragu untuk membeli :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Setelah beberapa kali melihat buku ini dan kebetulan waktu itu ada dana, saya beli saja :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Membuka halaman pertama, saya sudah disuguhi adegan penyiksaan seorang wanita ^^;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Semakin saya lanjutkan membaca buku ini, semakin saya tertarik. Hmm... oke lah, jujur, yang paling menegangkan itu memang ada di pertengahan cerita hingga akhir cerita. Di situlah keseruan cerita ini begitu menggigit :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bukan tipe buku yang ringan meskipun mungkin banyak yang akan bilang: ah, gak berat kok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tapi, kalau Anda ingin cerita-cerita ringan yang bisa dibaca selewat pandang dan tertawa-tawa... buku ini bukan yang Anda cari deh. Buku ini saya sarankan untuk penggemar suspens dan penggemar novel psikologi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sayang sekali dalam pembuatan buku ini (proses penerjemahan, pengetikan, dan pencetakan), ada beberapa kekurang-tepatan penerjemahan dan kesalahan pengetikan (termasuk salah mengetik bab 19 menjadi bab 9). Mohon proof readingnya diusahakan lebih baik lagi oleh editor maupun penerjemah, ataupun pihak lainnya :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Terima kasih ufuk karena telah menyediakan buku yang menarik :)&lt;/span&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/9184922056675371047-7779970923593991279?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7779970923593991279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=7779970923593991279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7779970923593991279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7779970923593991279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/interpretation-of-murder.html' title='The Interpretation of Murder'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-1228570366952444207</id><published>2008-01-02T16:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:36:31.552+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Vita Brevis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tokobagus.com/sendbinaryad.asp?pid=3240&amp;amp;Width=250&amp;amp;Height=250"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 135px;" src="http://www.tokobagus.com/sendbinaryad.asp?pid=3240&amp;amp;Width=250&amp;amp;Height=250" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still on next-to-read rack&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;sinopsis:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-1228570366952444207?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1228570366952444207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=1228570366952444207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1228570366952444207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1228570366952444207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/vita-brevis.html' title='Vita Brevis'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2003143552205806555</id><published>2008-01-02T12:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:21:12.973+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>The Secret Of Judas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bukudiskon.com/gambar/Judas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 114px;" src="http://www.bukudiskon.com/gambar/Judas.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still on next-to-read rack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-2003143552205806555?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2003143552205806555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2003143552205806555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2003143552205806555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2003143552205806555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/secret-of-judas.html' title='The Secret Of Judas'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-3739378861483297965</id><published>2008-01-02T12:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:19:47.198+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>My Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bukudiskon.com/gambar/my%20faith.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 121px;" src="http://www.bukudiskon.com/gambar/my%20faith.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still on next-to-read rack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-3739378861483297965?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3739378861483297965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=3739378861483297965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3739378861483297965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3739378861483297965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-faith.html' title='My Faith'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2977958984762655752</id><published>2008-01-01T19:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T15:16:17.824+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Blindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bukukita.com/babacms/displaybuku/4156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 167px;" src="http://www.bukukita.com/babacms/displaybuku/4156.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;will be reviewed later.&lt;br /&gt;done read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-2977958984762655752?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2977958984762655752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2977958984762655752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2977958984762655752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2977958984762655752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/blindness.html' title='Blindness'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-4096987428929553476</id><published>2008-01-01T19:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:37:41.102+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Trilogy of Celestine Prophecy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kutukutubuku.com/images/fictions/Manuskrip%20Celestine_The%20Celestine%20Prophecy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 119px;" src="http://www.kutukutubuku.com/images/fictions/Manuskrip%20Celestine_The%20Celestine%20Prophecy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;done read&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-4096987428929553476?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4096987428929553476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=4096987428929553476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4096987428929553476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4096987428929553476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/wait-for-further-information.html' title='Trilogy of Celestine Prophecy'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-1154824786709046991</id><published>2008-01-01T17:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:50:18.920+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Ada Seseorang Di Kepalaku... yang Bukan Aku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.khatulistiwa.net/images/product/d0fc23b215eac77dc0e3aa995b0ab86b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 182px;" src="http://www.khatulistiwa.net/images/product/d0fc23b215eac77dc0e3aa995b0ab86b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still on progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kumpulan cerpen yang menarik, mengundang senyuman, mengundang sedih, dll. Sekelumit cerita mengenai kejadian-kejadian yang telah/tengah terjadi di negeri ini, baik kejadian sehari-hari maupun kejadian tak terduga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak ada pemborosan di sini, apalagi yang mengharapkan adanya cerita bak sinetron indonesia yang serba dipanjang-panjangkan dan diputar-putar tanpa makna.... itu tidak ada di sini. Buat yang mencari yang begituan, jangan baca buku ini deh... ntar kecewa :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serius, ini buku asik aja dibawa ke mana-mana. Selain dimensinya juga cukup mungil (tidak makan tempat), ceritanya juga pendek-pendek. Jadi bisa diputus per cerita (per bab), tidak perlu langsung diselesaikan satu buku dalam sekali baca, kalau sempat saja diteruskan lagi (karenanya sampai saat ini statusnya still on going hahahaha) :) Hanya saja... judulnya, terus terang, agak terlalu panjang dan kesannya kurang gimanaaa gitu ^^;&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/9184922056675371047-1154824786709046991?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1154824786709046991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=1154824786709046991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1154824786709046991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1154824786709046991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/still-on-progress.html' title='Ada Seseorang Di Kepalaku... yang Bukan Aku'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-3645603508063135060</id><published>2008-01-01T17:26:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T17:28:56.513+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Katharsis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://library.stikom.edu/images/img_bk/26149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 233px;" src="http://library.stikom.edu/images/img_bk/26149.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still on next to be read rack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ACER/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-3645603508063135060?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/3645603508063135060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=3645603508063135060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3645603508063135060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/3645603508063135060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/still-on-next-to-be-read-rack.html' title='Katharsis'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-2395066200254958783</id><published>2007-12-30T13:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:40:41.052+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Artemis Fowl: The Eternitiy Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dVCoF6vNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/dtt0gkaVzvI/s1600-h/ArtemisFowl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dVCoF6vNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/dtt0gkaVzvI/s320/ArtemisFowl3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149678202531790034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul: Artemis Fowl The Eternity Code&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit        : Gramedia Pustaka Utama&lt;br /&gt;Genre            :         Fiksi/Fantasi&lt;br /&gt;Pengarang    : Eoin Colfer&lt;br /&gt;Harga            :         Rp46,000,-&lt;br /&gt;Halaman       : 424 halaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Artemis Fowl menciptakan komputer super canggih dengan teknologi yang "dipinjamnya" dari Kaum Peri. Di tangan yang salah, komputer C Cube itu bisa menimbulkan kekacauan fatal, baik bagi dunia manusia maupun peradaban peri.&lt;br /&gt;Segalanya jadi kacau ketika Artemis memamerkannya pada pengusaha Amerika yang licik. Apalagi ketika Butler, pengawal preofesionalnya yang terkenal tidak terkalahkan, tertembak.&lt;br /&gt;C Cube dirampas si pengusaha dan disimpan di ruangan dengan pengamanan maksimum. Satu-satunya cara mendapatkannya kembali adalah meminta bantuan peri. Mereka setuju tapi dengan satu syarat: segala ingatan Artemis tentang Kaum Peri harus dihapus.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dalam kisah kali ini, terlihat jelas bagaimana hubungan afeksi antara Butler dan Artemis muda :)&lt;br /&gt;Kisah yang menarik saat saya membayangkan mereka menyusup masuk ke kantor pengusaha Amerika tersebut untuk merebut kembali C Cube Artemis. Dan.. saya tak sabar menunggu jilid berikutnya untuk mengetahui, apa cara yang dilakukan Artemis muda supaya dirinya memperoleh kembali segala ingatannya mengenai Kaum Peri. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-2395066200254958783?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/2395066200254958783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=2395066200254958783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2395066200254958783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/2395066200254958783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/12/artemis-fowl-eternitiy-code.html' title='Artemis Fowl: The Eternitiy Code'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dVCoF6vNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/dtt0gkaVzvI/s72-c/ArtemisFowl3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-6848663970605148064</id><published>2007-12-30T01:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:41:00.072+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Artemis Fowl: The Arctic Incident</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dVioF6vOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/fVbMia9Hzw0/s1600-h/Artemis+Fowl+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dVioF6vOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/fVbMia9Hzw0/s320/Artemis+Fowl+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149678752287603938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judul: Artemis Fowl The Arctic Incident&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit        : Gramedia Pustaka Utama&lt;br /&gt;Genre            :         Fiksi/Fantasi&lt;br /&gt;Pengarang    : Eoin Colfer&lt;br /&gt;Harga            :         Rp40,000,-&lt;br /&gt;Halaman       : ___ halaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Artemis Fowl, otak kriminal yang paling pintar dan berbahaya di dunia, meski baru berusia tiga belas tahun, kembali berpetualang. Ia mendapatkan e-mail video yang isinya permintaan tebusan. Korban penculkannya: ayahnya yang hilang dan sudah dinyatakan meninggal dunia di Arktik, Kutub Utara.&lt;br /&gt;Ketika bergegas menyelamatkan sang ayah, Artemis lagi-lagi harus berurusan dengan Kapten Short dan kaum Peri. Ia dituduh menjadi dalang di balik perdagangan senjata ilegal kelas A di Dunia Bawah. Artemis menyangkal dan dengan cerdik membuat kesepakatan: ia akan membantu Kaum Peri menangkap biang kerok sesungguhnya bila mereka mau membantunya membebaskan ayahnya.&lt;/blockquote&gt;sekuel Artemis Fowl ini tak kalah mendebarkan dari prequelnya. Masih berkisar petualangan Artemis Fowl ditemani Kapten Holy Short, hanya saja kali ini mereka berada di pihak yang sama, bekerja sama, bahu membahu mengatasi kejamnya Arktik dan mengatasi pemberontakan yang terjadi di Dunia Bawah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-6848663970605148064?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6848663970605148064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=6848663970605148064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6848663970605148064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6848663970605148064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/12/artemis-fowl-arctic-incident.html' title='Artemis Fowl: The Arctic Incident'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dVioF6vOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/fVbMia9Hzw0/s72-c/Artemis+Fowl+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-4272345214735916276</id><published>2007-12-30T01:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:41:25.089+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Artemis Fowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dV2YF6vPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Px-C0J5v3Yg/s1600-h/ArtemisFowl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dV2YF6vPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Px-C0J5v3Yg/s320/ArtemisFowl.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149679091590020338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul: Artemis Fowl&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit        : Gramedia Pustaka Utama&lt;br /&gt;Genre            :         Fiksi/Fantasi&lt;br /&gt;Pengarang    : Eoin Colfer&lt;br /&gt;Harga            :         Rp36,000,-&lt;br /&gt;Halaman       :    336 halaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;STAY BACK, HUMAN. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DEALING WITH.&lt;br /&gt;Artemis Fowl miliuner jenius yang baru berusia dua belas tahun. Karena ingin mendapat emas, ia berhasil masuk ke dunia peri. Tapi ternyata peri-peri yang dihadapinya bukanlah seperti yang ada dalam dongeng. Mereka bersenjata dan berbahaya, dan mereka mau melakukan apa saja untuk membebaskan teman mereka yang ditawan Artemis.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Betapa menarik dan serunya mengikuti petualangan bocah cilik yang jenius ini. Penceritaan yang mengalir dan ringan, font yang besar dan tidak rapat, membuat buku ini mengasyikkan untuk dibaca, baik untuk anak-anak maupun orang tua (baca: semua kalangan). Mengikuti tingkah si cilik Artemis memang mengundang decak kagum sekaligus tawa :)&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan sang pelayan, Butler... patut diacungi jempol. Hmm... sisi kreatif saya membawa saya berkhayal, andaikata dunia peri memang ada dan kita semua sebenarnya hidup saling berdampingan...&lt;br /&gt;Hihihi.. asik kali ya, mengalami petualangan-petualangan seru seperti Artemis Fowl... meski nyawa taruhannya ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-4272345214735916276?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4272345214735916276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=4272345214735916276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4272345214735916276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/4272345214735916276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/12/artemis-fowl.html' title='Artemis Fowl'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dV2YF6vPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Px-C0J5v3Yg/s72-c/ArtemisFowl.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-6903981630627338297</id><published>2007-12-30T01:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:41:40.600+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Carry Me Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dWeoF6vQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AfDZI-_BqT0/s1600-h/Carry+Me+Down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dWeoF6vQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AfDZI-_BqT0/s320/Carry+Me+Down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149679783079755010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judul             :          Carry Me Down&lt;br /&gt;Penerbit        :     Ufuk&lt;br /&gt;Genre            :         Fiksi/Drama&lt;br /&gt;Pengarang    : M.J. Hyland&lt;br /&gt;Harga            :         Rp45,000,-&lt;br /&gt;Halaman       :    369 halaman&lt;br /&gt;*The Man-Booker Prize Nominee 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;John Egan memiliki talenta yang tidak lazim: ia tahu kalau orang berbohong. John berharap suatu hari talentanya ini akan membuatnya tenar dan menjadi jaminan bahwa namanya kelak tercantum dalam Guiness Book of World Records. Tapi sebelum hari itu tiba, ia mesti menghadapi suasana keluarganya yang tidak menyenangkan - keluarga yang ia cintai, namun rapuh. Tapi apa hendak dikata, dalam waktu singkat obsesi John untuk mengungkapkan kebenaran berubah menjadi hambatan kepribadian yang keras lagi menakutkan.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hmm.. pembaca kebohongan...&lt;br /&gt;Secara keseluruhan, buku ini kurang menarik, tapi bukan berarti jelek. Hanya saja.. saya tak terlalu excited dalam membacanya. Tapi memperhatikan bagaimana John Egan bereaksi terhadap orang-orang dan hal-hal di sekitarnya adalah begitu menarik. Begitu pula dengan memperhatikan pemikirannya dan cara berpikirnya.&lt;br /&gt;Who said will to help is always a good thing? ;) Not a must read novel, but you might read it if you have time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-6903981630627338297?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6903981630627338297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=6903981630627338297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6903981630627338297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6903981630627338297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/12/carry-me-down.html' title='Carry Me Down'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3dWeoF6vQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AfDZI-_BqT0/s72-c/Carry+Me+Down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-9019490747106463974</id><published>2007-12-03T14:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:29:34.602+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>suatu senin siang di kantor</title><content type='html'>Hari senin yang sibuk, boss kerepotan, karyawan kewalahan.&lt;br /&gt;Kerjaan menumpuk, semangat menurun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di tengah hari, sekitar pukul 2:15pm waktu setempat... ada celetukan dari orang marketing:&lt;br /&gt;"Na, kalau 25 Desember ini... itu natal tahun berapa ya?"&lt;br /&gt;satu kantor memandang ke arah orang marketing tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana: Maksudnya?&lt;br /&gt;Marketing: Kalau idul fitri kan ada XXXX Hijriah, kalau natal, tahun ini natal yang ke berapa?&lt;br /&gt;Satu kantor: Buwahahahaha.... Kau~~~~ *lol*&lt;br /&gt;Marketing: Aku serius neh.&lt;br /&gt;Admin: By the way, kau tahu tak, Natal itu memperingati apa?&lt;br /&gt;Marketing: *dengan yakin dan lantang* hari kebangkitan Kristus!&lt;br /&gt;Satu kantor: *Buwahahahaha.... * *rofl*&lt;br /&gt;Marketing: errr... eh.. hmm... iya kok, kebangkitan Kristus. .... Eh... ehmm... duh, salah... kelahiran Kristus&lt;br /&gt;Satu kantor: kekekekekekekk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design: Natal tahun ini ya natal ke 2007&lt;br /&gt;Marketing: Aku tahu ini tahun 2007, tapi menurut Natal, ini Natal tahun ke berapa?&lt;br /&gt;Satu kantor: *rofl*&lt;br /&gt;Admin: Kau ni bicara bahasa apa sih? Kalau Islam menggunakan kalender berbeda, kalender hijriah. Kalau imlek menggunakan kalender bulan. Nah kalau natal... ya biasa aja.&lt;br /&gt;Marketing: Maksudnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admin: Maksudnya, tahun biasa (universal) dimulai dari kelahiran Kristus. Jadi tahun 0 adalah tahun 1 natal. So... tahun 2007 ya Natal yang ke-2007&lt;br /&gt;Marketing: ooo... ya maaf, kan aku ateis&lt;br /&gt;Satu kantor: Tak ada hubungannya dengan ateis atau tidak tuu....&lt;br /&gt;Technical: Gini aja, kau pakai kalender ini aja, 25 Desember 2007, selamat hari Natal XXXX Hijriah.&lt;br /&gt;Satu kantor: ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a monday noon at the office. Enough to make us laugh out loud and boost our spirit to do the rest of works :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to him for cheered up an office on a blue monday :D&lt;br /&gt;Ganbatte kudasai minna-san~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-9019490747106463974?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/9019490747106463974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=9019490747106463974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/9019490747106463974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/9019490747106463974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/12/suatu-senin-siang-di-kantor.html' title='suatu senin siang di kantor'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-7120187975348821585</id><published>2007-11-13T10:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:31:04.685+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>another monday attack :P</title><content type='html'>monday, 12th november 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up a bit late, and my friend asked me to if i want to donate my blood to indonesian red cross :)&lt;br /&gt;of course i want to... hehehe.  So i go with my friend to campus and doing some tests there. Woohoo...! thought i'd failed the test but i passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toink toink~ seeing the needle makes me a bit worry whether it would be hurt or not. But, hehe... it's not as hurt as i thought it was :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i donate my blood, they gave me a cup of creme soup, a pack of apple tea, and a pack of wafer. Too bad i don't like the creme soup. Makes me want to vomit (don't blame the creme soup. it's just because of my condition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body isn't feel so well these several days. "masuk angin", indonesian said (don't know what it's name in english. hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;My friend asked me: "pregnant?"&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr... grumble grumble... of course not! pregnant with who? with wind? rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 7:30pm i went home (and it rained a bit) alone, walking. Feel very very not well. So i closed my room, turn off the lamp, and put much balsam on my chest, shoulder, and back, and then tried to sleep around 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! Of course i couldn't sleep. kekekekek..... sleep at 9pm is way too different from my habit. I usually go to bed around 12am, so i just closed my eyes last night, waiting for my body to surrender and sleep :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i fell asleep (don't know when) but i awoken around midnight, tried to sleep again, awoken again around 3am, force myself to sleep again, then i gave up and wake up around 6am :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay on bed, with my own mind, my own consciousness, my own feelings. And i start to do what i used to do... create my own world, beyond the space, beyond the time (my way of meditation and self healing? lolz) At least i feel at peace again, re-energized after those crowded weeks and months. I need to do this more, i think XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... what my point in writing this? Hrmm.... shrugs, don't ask me, as i said before, this is my blog. I'm free to write anything, no matter if it has purpose or not :P Hehehhee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rain@-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-7120187975348821585?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/7120187975348821585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=7120187975348821585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7120187975348821585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/7120187975348821585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-monday-attack-p.html' title='another monday attack :P'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-222613121835817126</id><published>2007-11-04T21:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:31:31.966+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>another mellow time? ....</title><content type='html'>hmm.. i think it's my mellow time again...&lt;br /&gt;maybe, every time i got problems, i tend to be mellow? ^^;&lt;br /&gt;don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just, again, i feel that none can understand me. oh, i really need someone to understand me. at least... one person. God, do I ask to much? Just one? ....&lt;br /&gt;someone who can sit next to me with a gentle smile while i feel my burden is sooooo heavy, someone i feel comfort with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i can't have one... at least, let me have You... I really want to know You as who You really are... beyond those religions and taught, beyond cultures and norms, beyond all the lessons and odds, beyond rules and anything that already exist.&lt;br /&gt;Take me... please, and stop the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;longing for you... still...&lt;br /&gt;willing to know the truth... still...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-222613121835817126?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/222613121835817126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=222613121835817126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/222613121835817126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/222613121835817126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-mellow-time.html' title='another mellow time? ....'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-84365268260744130</id><published>2007-08-25T11:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:31:55.369+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Blue Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday, 20 August 2007&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This afternoon, I realized something bad… I am a liar, a professional liar. That makes me hate myself. I hate my self, it’s so disgusting. I hate lies and I hate liar but me, myself, is a liar, a pro one. T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What should I do? I break my own heart, I disappointed myself. I hate my disabilities, I hate my self, I hate that I’m so weak. Everything seems useless. I’m stuck in the middle of nothing, I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere. I feel that I’m nobody, I’m nothing. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My head is empty now. I can’t feel or think anything. Just emptiness. I run, I hide, I cry… but it won’t solve the problem. I think and think some more, still can’t find a way out that can please all the people. I’m tired, I’m weak, I’m an empty shell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I pretend to be strong, I pretend that I’m ok. I live my life as usual. I laugh, I breathe, I smile… I do what usually I do. But that’s just a lie. I’m not strong, I’m not ok at all. I’m haunted by nightmares, I’m haunted by this guilty feelings inside my heart. “Don’t quit!” &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ß&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I tried not to quit, I still trying, But it becomes harder each day. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I lost words. I don’t know what I want to type for more. I can’t lie anymore. I can’t act as I’m ok anymore. Maybe that’s why my family found out that I’m not ok. I become easy to sick, I become more closed and become weirder (maybe that’s what they see). Then, all of a sudden, they call me one by one, they become more gentle, kinder, trying not to push me so hard anymore, trying to comfort me, and not blaming me.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And… that even makes me feel worse. If they’re as inhuman as before, I might find a way out. Not a good one, but it might works. But now, with their new attitude, they bound me with a new tie. It’s like they spread nails around me so that everywhere I step into, my feet will hurt. The point is… they make me confused. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’m used to see them as not-so-good people, people that I can’t trusted, people full of hatred and lies. But now, with their new attitude, I can’t believe my beliefs anymore. I don’t know which one I should trust. Is it if they’re good people, or if they’re really not-so-good people, people full of hatred and lies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope all of these won’t make me stop. I hope all of these won’t make me go crazy. Coz now, I feel like I’m a total idiot too, being played by life and my family. I hate this condition and I don’t want to quit. Just… I’m still stuck. I’ll see what I can do, hope it will makes me able to get out from this situation, just like I used to do before. Maybe I will succeed, maybe I will fail. But at least, I’ve did or tried to do something. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Lamung Gusti tesih kersa kaliyan kula, kula nyuwun pangapunten lan nyuwun pangestunipun. Pangapunten, lan matur nuwun sanget.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-84365268260744130?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/84365268260744130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=84365268260744130' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/84365268260744130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/84365268260744130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/08/blue-monday.html' title='Blue Monday'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-1683780191531151103</id><published>2007-08-07T18:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:32:29.302+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s me, once again, here, posting a blog. I’ve finished tiding up my new room and now I want to greet my online friends. ^__^v&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here we go:&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Idaaaa! Thanks for your sms and I’m looking forward to meet you. When will you come and visit me here? ^^ That time, we’ll meet Cicil together &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Akmal, thanks for your kindness and good will to help me on my moving, but that’s ok. I’ve done it by myself. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;To my friend, Mr. JC, who doesn’t want someone to write his name on blogs: Hey there, eat well lah, gain some weight XD And how are you? I’ve received two songs that you sent to me via email. Nice songs. And if you want to search religious songs/lyrics (&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and others), you can try &lt;a href="http://www.kidung.com/"&gt;www.kidung.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.sabda.org/gema"&gt;www.sabda.org/gema&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.gsn-soeki.com/lagu"&gt;www.gsn-soeki.com/lagu&lt;/a&gt; Have a nice try there and good luck ^___^v&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taku-san, (I don’t think he will visit my blog, but that’s ok ^^) I will miss the time when you dcc me cool songs. ^___^b&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Zizi, how are you? Hope you’re okie now. Don’t be worried so much, kay? And thanks for ‘Rain’ songs (only 2 but I like it) &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Inin, how are you? As busy as usual? ^^a Very very thank you for the 200pounds beauty ost album that you’ve sent to me. I like it very much and I play it everyday at work. *hugs inin* By the way, do you remember what song I want to send to you that time? If you remember, tell me the title and your yahoo mail address (if you have it), so that I can send it by email &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Kuai: How are you, dear friend? Is everything ok there? Relax a bit, listen to your heart says, and… have fun go mad, girl! Take Zizi with you too ;)    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Mai-mai, my beloved friend, how are you there? Still sweet, kind, and lunatic? XD And how’s your relationship with that guy? :P Hope everything is going well with you two. Just, be careful &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And to some others who can’t be named one by one (coz I don’t think they will read this blog): Bruce, Gi, Snail, Yuyu, Aldy, Tatsu, Cicil, BT, Gaga, Darkie, Angie, Ijit, Sharpie, Grandpa, Lizzie, Mud, and Thorn; my warm greetings for you all there &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-1683780191531151103?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1683780191531151103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=1683780191531151103' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1683780191531151103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/1683780191531151103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/08/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-5140091180284009743</id><published>2007-08-01T12:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:32:59.431+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>moving moving moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna move to a new dorm on Tuesday afternoon. So, these two days i was preparing and packing my stuffs. To make it worse, i catch a cold. Got fever, headache, flu. ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i've done most of the packing. Just need a couple more, and i'll be ready to move. Just a bit shocked that i have this much stuffs. I thought i've maintained not to bring/buy lots of things. ^^a&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my Mom, she successfully add a big box of tv (that i never use until now) -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... so, tomorrow will be the last day i can online from my dorm. Next time i want to go online,  i have to go to cyber cafe. Which means i can't go online as free as now (i'm gonna miss these days for sure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This decision (moving decision) will makes me miss my online friends, especially some of them (well, you might know who you are, people :P). But moving isn't mean i can't go online at all. I still can go online sometimes, even i'm not sure if i can meet all of them when i go online. But at least, some of them already have my email address and/or phone number. And more over, i still have this blog-site to keep in touch with some of them (just with them who read and comment my posts, of course) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just want to write about this. I think i'm ready for a new living-area. A new area, lots of new people, might be a great challenge to liven my life ;) Ganbarimasu! ^________^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: it will be harder to meet you now, hope we can have a same online schedule, so that we still can chat some more :)&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/9184922056675371047-5140091180284009743?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5140091180284009743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=5140091180284009743' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/5140091180284009743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/5140091180284009743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/08/moving-moving-moving.html' title='moving moving moving'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-5354058357102795301</id><published>2007-07-30T00:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:33:30.844+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>July 30, 00:30am</title><content type='html'>July 29th, i feel tired and sleepy. Tried to make myself awake since i have works to do and i succeed. Ice tea always do its great job! ^___^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my stomach start to feel weird and my nose... ugh, i think i nearly catch a cold. Maybe it's due to lack of sleep, maybe because today i eat improperly, maybe because i've lost some kilos these  past two months (still wonder why i loose some kilos :( )? I don't know, not sure what caused these symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i decided to move to a new dorm. Still hasn't decided the new boarding house but there's two options. One is next to my recent dorm. There i can still get internet connection, but it won't lessen the distance to campus. The second one located nearer to my campus and my work-place too :) But i won't get internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit confused but i think i prefer the second location than the first one. And i have friend that live there too. ^__^ Well, i should already have a decision tomorrow (means today). And should inform my family too about this. :)&lt;br /&gt;But now, i'll just off to bed. Unless, my condition will be worse :(  The last thing i need right now is: being sick! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyasumi nasai~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-5354058357102795301?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5354058357102795301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=5354058357102795301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/5354058357102795301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/5354058357102795301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-30-0030am.html' title='July 30, 00:30am'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-8890271669458814432</id><published>2007-07-25T01:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:34:02.135+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>25-07-07, 2am</title><content type='html'>it's already 2am but i feel not sleepy yet since this evening (7pm) i felt asleep and woke up at 10pm. so my eyes still widely open :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came online on 12am, have a chat conference with 3 friends. well, 4 gals chatting, surely it full of laughs and fun. ^^&lt;br /&gt;we chat and planed about friday's gathering. Yup! we'll held a gathering on friday! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;hope my friend bring me taiyaki XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this post while doing something else (multitasking huh? ^^) so.. now is already 3am. Still not yet sleepy. Guess i'll just laying on bed and continue reading a novel. Its title is 'neverwhere' and the author is Neil Gaiman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS 1: Inin, you're so lovely :) *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;PS 2: And this lovely chatting friend i chat with this noon... is so nice and kind to me. ^__^ Thanks friend, you've cheered my noon just by your presence :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-8890271669458814432?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8890271669458814432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=8890271669458814432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/8890271669458814432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/8890271669458814432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/07/25-07-07-2am.html' title='25-07-07, 2am'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-6812036847768774082</id><published>2007-07-24T11:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:34:21.830+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>a messy day vs a comfy morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'll talk about yesterday first :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before yesterday, i slept around 4:30am coz i think i can wake up late tomorrow (i got afternoon shift on monday).&lt;br /&gt;but, life is not that predictable. something happened beyond the schedule, beyond the plan ^^&lt;br /&gt;someone's knocked my door, and knocked and keep knocked it (louder) ^^;&lt;br /&gt;my whole body and brain resist to wake up. but that unexpected guest start calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;so i just said: haaa...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out that she's my friend, i opened the door. she asked me to accompany her to the sports club. ookay... i tried to regain my whole consciousness, get ready, and then accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;there, we do some aerobic, some child's play (like play a swing, etc), swimming (she swim, i just sit on the side of the pool), and fitness. supervised personally by her husband ^^;&lt;br /&gt;phew.... very tiring but fun. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i go home, irc-ing and checking some forums a while, then get prepared to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;just arrived at work, there's a memo from my boss. he wants me to handle something. after talked with him on the phone for a clearer instruction, i work on it. just to found out that i done it wrong. :(  the result is not as i expected before due to misconception between me and the supplier.&lt;br /&gt;so i called my boss and told him about this (and afraid that he would angry). gladly, my boss just laugh and laugh some more. he said: take it easy na..., that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;=^__^= big thanks, boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss assignment and the work itself (customers) made me have no time for dinner. my hand start to trembling. I'm starving! lol (no wonder, my last meal is at 12:00, and now it's 9:00pm)&lt;br /&gt;i arrived home at 10:30pm, turn on my pc, have dinner, and again... checking forums, then turn off pc, reading a comic, then fall asleep around 2am.&lt;br /&gt;what a tiring and messy day! ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this morning.... it's my day off! ^__^v&lt;br /&gt;i wake up at 8am and feel great ^__^b&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. how to describe it... Well, it feels like you wake up in the morning (after a nice sleep), then have a cup of coffee, play a comfy music, cozy sofa, and a good book to read! XD&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it feels like that. Well, a very wonderful morning after a messy day, i say.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;And that pays all the tiredness and the difficulties i got on previous day. ^__^b&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/9184922056675371047-6812036847768774082?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/6812036847768774082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=6812036847768774082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6812036847768774082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/6812036847768774082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/07/messy-day-vs-comfy-morning.html' title='a messy day vs a comfy morning'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-5755997489950637510</id><published>2007-07-21T00:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:34:48.148+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Writings'/><title type='text'>old poems</title><content type='html'>today i open my pc files... and i found some poets that i wrote...&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like share those here :)&lt;br /&gt;1. 2004&lt;br /&gt;Kristal-kristal itu mengalir tak terhentikan&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa kutahu untuk apa kuteteskan&lt;br /&gt;Ada sebentuk rasa yang menyelinap dalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Tanpa kutahu apakah itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aku hendak berteriak,&lt;br /&gt;Aku hendak berlari.&lt;br /&gt;Aku hendak pergi&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak kutahu harus kemana.&lt;br /&gt;Langkahku tertahan oleh ketidak tahuanku&lt;br /&gt;Pun tak ada tempat bagiku berpijak&lt;br /&gt;Tak ada pundak untukku bersandar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Tak ada lengan tempatku bernaung&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Apakah yang kualami&lt;br /&gt;Apakah yang kurasakan&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa tak seorangpun tahu&lt;br /&gt;Tak juga diriku&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Oh, dimanakah seseorang&lt;br /&gt;Yang mengerti apa yang kualami&lt;br /&gt;Datanglah dan jelaskan padaku&lt;br /&gt;Lara yang ada di hati ini&lt;br /&gt;Lelah aku menanti&lt;br /&gt;Lelah aku mencari&lt;br /&gt;Tak dapatkah Kau mengerti???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. another 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Dimanakah Engkau, wahai Tuanku?&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa Kau terus bersembunyi dari hambaMu?&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa pula rasa sepi ini hinggap?&lt;br /&gt;Dimanakah Engkau, wahai kekasihku?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Rasa ini tak tertahan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Air mataku tak mau berhenti&lt;br /&gt;Menahan perih di hati&lt;br /&gt;Yang tak mau berhenti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Kau tak kunjung bicara&lt;br /&gt;Kita saling diam seribu bahasa&lt;br /&gt;Kesunyian malam tak lagi mereda,&lt;br /&gt;Sesak hati kian melanda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Kemanakah aku harus pergi?&lt;br /&gt;Kemanakah harus kulangkahkan kaki?&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi yang harus kulakukan?&lt;br /&gt;Supaya Engkau memecah kesunyian ini,&lt;br /&gt;Kekasihku... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184922056675371047-5755997489950637510?l=mysidetalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/feeds/5755997489950637510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9184922056675371047&amp;postID=5755997489950637510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/5755997489950637510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184922056675371047/posts/default/5755997489950637510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysidetalk.blogspot.com/2007/07/old-poems.html' title='old poems'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17401448813900934576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DrLuf4_ihEo/R3aFNYF6vLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uf2Rd1nlrC0/S220/t0901.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184922056675371047.post-5414168373535272730</id><published>2007-07-19T20:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T11:35:43.534+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Journal'/><title type='text'>what i feel since may 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Emptiness is here. I feel it. Who I really am? Am I truly exists? Who is the real raina? Anybody knows? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Too much questions, too much thought, too much feelings, yet too little to believe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I simply asks my maker, why he makes me, on what purpose… still the same answer as I got millions times before; silence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Silence is the current answers. Silence is the previous answers. But silence is not the ultimate answers. I know it. I feel it… somehow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hurt, being hurt, will be hurt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have been hurt so many times. From the beginning of my memory, I’ve been hurt so bad. Mentally, not physically. I was shocked by those adults… I was frightened to death. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to learn, silence is a way out. I zipped my mouth, I closed my eyes, and I made my ears deft. I even freeze my heart, my own feelings that time. I believe no one. Not my friends, not my relatives, not my Mom, not even my own Dad. I start my plan… I’m a non-existence child. No one will worry me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can freely talking about anything when I’m around, since I won’t listen to their conversation. Oh yeah, they tests me several times, and they were pleased. And they trust me more… they start to share their stories to me. Aunt A is bad, uncle B is useless, your Mom is shameless creation, your Dad is a weak, worst, and hopeless creature, etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! Don’t you all realize that I was only 4-5 years old kid?! Sigh… even my parent gave me to my relatives. I live separated from my parent, as a life insurance. They raised me well, clothes me, educate me, feed me, love me with their type of love… and keep remind me about that. About all their kindness and how grateful I should be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to learn something. Pain only feels hurt if we have feelings… I cut my feelings. And then I learn that there’s a condition called death. How does it feel? Dead… My religion taught me that there is life after dead, an eternal life in heaven. Will I be happier there? Then I pray…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to cry a lot. I have this whole up idea, that death is a way out. But, I have no idea how should I die. I won’t commit suicide since God hate such things. While I’m desperate… I start to hits my heart repeatedly. I even hit my head to the wall repeatedly, thinking that that might help me endure the pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No love, no cry. No believing, no betrayal. No trust, no deceive. No listen, no lies. No memory, no hurt feeling. Then… as you know, I can survive. Yea, there are times everything seems worse. But I always remember my promise to God… I will never ever commit suicide. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know why, I could only trust two things in my life. God, and my comics. At least… comics can make me happy. I love its existence. Bring laugh, cry, and other emotions to my life. And God… He’s my invisible nanny, my invisible friend, and my invisible guardian. If I ever experienced love, then He’s the one I love. I don’t know Him too well. I never read bible, just know Him from church and school. But, at least… He’s there, listening my prayer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I used to ask Him to comfort me. I ask dreams. And He fulfills it. That’s the only entertainment I got. *hugs Him*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then… I get used to dreams. I start having experience in dreams. Dreams start tells me something. Some soon-to-be-happened things. Sometimes I forgot it, sometimes I remember it as clear as crystal. Some are understandable, some are not. But I love my dream life. Every time I close my eyes, I could go somewhere else, another place, another time, meeting stranger that I known so well in my dreams, talking to them about future…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only kids. I didn’t realize what really happened to me. Then I grow up. I was in 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; class at the moment. I was people’s friends, anyone’s friends. And I start separating my school life and my home life. I become active at school. Talk, play, laugh, angry, fighting… I did all of that at school. But at home, I was as silent as sculpture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start talking about my dreams to my classmates. I treat those dreams as my consolation, but my classmates treat those as something deeper. He’s the first one who found out that there are meanings in my dreams. Not all, but some of my dreams. Dreams do tell me about the next tv-series will be played, dreams tells me where will I visit, dreams tells me what will happened to my teacher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s just the start of nightmares. Besides experiencing usual dreams and those dreams, I start experiencing nightmares. I never saw its form/entity, but I think I know who it is. And when I grow up more, those things start to shows their form sometimes. The good news is: I never experience them in real life. Sometimes I can feel their existence, but I never seen them. Thanks God for that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, something has apart me from God. I think that something is called “silence”. That’s why every time I experience silence, my heart feel hurts. 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