<?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-3505782861298276136</id><updated>2012-01-10T23:34:21.720+07:00</updated><category term='my days'/><category term='culinary'/><category term='singapore'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='schooldays'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='30 letters project'/><category term='photos'/><category term='trips'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='randoms'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>LIVELY JOURNALS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4466807457043189959</id><published>2012-01-06T11:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T11:30:42.461+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>TOP TEN PLACES FOR CULINARY TRIP IN SINGAPORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;As most would have known by now, I am currently living in Singapore. A really really small country (well, it really is small, no offense ;p) near Indonesia. Some of my Indonesian friends who wanted to visit Singapore often asked me where to go, what to do, what to eat, etc. Sometimes I have difficulties in remembering what are the places and the activities, so I've decided to list them down here. I'm not saying that I'm an expert in all about Singapore, but I'd like to recommend a few places where you can eat nice and delicious food, ranging from swedish, chinese, japanese to italian. So, here are the top ten places for your culinary trip! Enjoy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Wee Nam Kee Chicken Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't say you've been to Singapore if you haven't tasted the local cuisine. And one of the palatable cuisines is &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chicken Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Many places serve this dish, but this place offers you not only perfectly spiced Chicken rice, but also the "chinese" a&lt;span style="background-color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mbience. And the prices are not high, too! Order your chicken rice ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;275 Thomson Road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;#01-05 Novena Ville&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Novena MRT)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thewanderingpalate.com/wp-content/uploads/Chicken-Rice-Wee-Nam-Kee-Novina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://www.thewanderingpalate.com/wp-content/uploads/Chicken-Rice-Wee-Nam-Kee-Novina.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wee Nam Kee, front view.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. IKEA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know what you guys are thinking about. IKEA is a furniture store, and I am crazy. But, no! IKEA has a food court, and they serve swedish food. They taste soooo nice that sometimes my friends and I went there just to have lunch, without actually buying any couches or desks or anything. One of the most popular dish is the&lt;b style="background-color: #351c75; color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Swedish Meatball&lt;/b&gt;. You can buy any other food, but this one is a must-try. They serve the meatballs with raspberry sauce on the edge of the plate, but if you prefer it without the raspberry sauce, it still tastes great. And they have a delicious dessert, too. My recommendation would be &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Daim Cake&lt;/b&gt;. It is a slice of chocolate cake with some crispies and caramel. Good gracious, only writing about it makes me drool :9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;317 Alexandra Road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Queenstown MRT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;60 Tampines North Drive 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Tampines MRT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4sJENOcJTME/S2MaQfjtHPI/AAAAAAAABKc/L44rG6RsNIU/s320/ikea+swedish+meatballs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4sJENOcJTME/S2MaQfjtHPI/AAAAAAAABKc/L44rG6RsNIU/s320/ikea+swedish+meatballs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swedish Meatball, with baked potatoes! And that red thingy is the Raspberry Sauce!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ir6Ne-QM_I/S_Oj1D-f7xI/AAAAAAAAApU/w5NX4SWxU3c/s1600/daim+cake+at+ikea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ir6Ne-QM_I/S_Oj1D-f7xI/AAAAAAAAApU/w5NX4SWxU3c/s320/daim+cake+at+ikea.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;DAIM CAKE! Yum yum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peperoni Pizzeria; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Italian food? Well, this is one unique place you should go. You may need to do some reservation, but it's quite worth it. This pizzeria serves not just any other pizzas, it serves GIANT pizzas.The largest pizzas they serve measure about &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;21 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. And you can order up to four toppings for one 21-inch pizza. The size is so big, it's great to share with four to six of your family or your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;6 Greenwood Avenue (near National JC) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Singapore 289195&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Tel: 6465 6556&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376245_10150395715042866_524732865_8351697_1961533240_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376245_10150395715042866_524732865_8351697_1961533240_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That was my friends and me, with our 21 inch pizza, half cheese half mushroom topping!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ION FOOD HALL; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't decide what to eat? Or you would like to just have some snacks? You can go to ION food hall, then. There are a wide variety of food from&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; japanese curry&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Go, Go Curry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;), &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;korean street snacks &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Dong Dae Mun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;), &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;super tasty spicy wings&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;4FINGERS Bonchon Crispy Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; this is my favourite!), &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;japanese snacks&lt;/span&gt; ranging from&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; chickens to unagis on stick&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;TORI-Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;), singapore's very own &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Old Chang Kee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, tasty&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; milkshake and ice cream&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Once Upon A milkshake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;), yummy &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;takoyaki and okonomiyaki&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;GINDACO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;), delicious &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;eggtarts&lt;/span&gt; with many flavours (&lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Fancy Delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;), melting-in-your-mouth chocolate cake (&lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;AWFULLY chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;) and the list goes on! All these, you can find in ION food hall, yumm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;@ION Orchard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2 Orchard Turn, Basement 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Orchard MRT)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://supermerlion.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_7129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://supermerlion.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_7129.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO, GO CURRY!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img854.imageshack.us/img854/1650/p1240807ee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img854.imageshack.us/img854/1650/p1240807ee.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;4Fingers Crispy Chicken!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6KbQhxGtkDc/TFgmIkP8GjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Utb2arHK-eM/s1600/38140_411523134138_754189138_4630672_8280753_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6KbQhxGtkDc/TFgmIkP8GjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Utb2arHK-eM/s320/38140_411523134138_754189138_4630672_8280753_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fancy Delight's eggtarts :9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4xjRGRykKE/Tafpiu69_zI/AAAAAAAAFGc/xIs32Q2m3No/s1600/P1060582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4xjRGRykKE/Tafpiu69_zI/AAAAAAAAFGc/xIs32Q2m3No/s320/P1060582.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gindaco Takoyaki!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aston's Specialties&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this may not be the best place to have a luxurious steak dish, but this one is pocket friendly! And I would not really recommend the tenderloin steak, (cus I tried it and it was just okay) but I'd like to recommend the chicken steaks! They have various sauces, from Lemon Lime, Teriyaki to Black Pepper! Well, I personally like the &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Black Pepper Chicken Steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, but my friends say the others are good, too! Oh, and the &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Pork Chops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is nice as well. If you're feeling more than just peckish, you can try the &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Double Up Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, which comprises of two chickens with two different sauces of your choice! And each meal goes with two side dish of your choice, too. &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Mashed potato&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;French fries&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;Coleslaw&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;Pasta salad&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and many more! The Grillworks Chicken and the Pork Chops do not cost more than SGD 11.00! (Well, more if you order drinks, of course!) One warning though, be prepared to queue up! If you don't like standing in line, I'd advice you to come slightly before lunchtime or dinnertime, cus then people are starting to come! :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the locations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UyCV4ysactc/TwW1wkwULhI/AAAAAAAAAfI/DRR9zWEpyGc/s1600/astons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UyCV4ysactc/TwW1wkwULhI/AAAAAAAAAfI/DRR9zWEpyGc/s640/astons.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;other locations can be found at http://www.astons.com.sg/&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gourmetconnoisseur.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/14072009014.jpg?w=600" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://gourmetconnoisseur.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/14072009014.jpg?w=600" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken Steak with Mashed Potato and Onion Ring!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Newton Food Centre @Newton Circus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you're not going to watch jugglers or clowns or lions with fire rings! This place is a hawker centre, with a vast variety of food! Singapore has a lot of hawker centre, but this one is special because of the ambiance. That's why, the best time to stop by is dinnertime. When you arrive, there might be some stallholders persuading you to buy their food. But you don't need to follow them. Just walk around and choose yourself! What I recommend is the &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Oyster Omelet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;the barbequed Stingray with chilli sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Yum, yum. These dishes cost about SGD 10 per plate, so if you're budgeting, I suggest that you order some to share, as the portions are quite enough for about 4-5 persons. Just look at what my friends and I did from our photo below! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;Newton Circus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;500 Clemenceau Avenue North&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Newton MRT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKG8C_Q7rU0/TwXOpw62PVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/HOaiingtwFA/s1600/IMG_2027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKG8C_Q7rU0/TwXOpw62PVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/HOaiingtwFA/s320/IMG_2027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and My friends! look at our food ;;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lctXUx9NVYw/RznNhyFS2DI/AAAAAAAAD10/qXShCHiqDZM/s1600/newton1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lctXUx9NVYw/RznNhyFS2DI/AAAAAAAAD10/qXShCHiqDZM/s320/newton1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://travelfish-sg.s3.amazonaws.com/blogs/singapore/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/sambal_stingray.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://travelfish-sg.s3.amazonaws.com/blogs/singapore/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/sambal_stingray.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_yiXrvPVk/TRqvmIENCAI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/VySLdD9PK0E/s1600/IMG_6109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_yiXrvPVk/TRqvmIENCAI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/VySLdD9PK0E/s320/IMG_6109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Newton Food Centre, overall view 2) The Sambal Stingray 3) The Oyster Omelet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 &amp;amp; 8. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Island Creamery &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; Udders.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert time! No one could ever disagree that &lt;b&gt;ice cream&lt;/b&gt; is the most classic and delicious dessert ever. Well, these two places: Island Creamery, and Udders, are the best place where you can get your homemade ice cream fresh and nice. They are different places with different owners, I tell you. But both are equally yum yum so I just can't miss any of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want chocolate ice cream? Island creamery has &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;ReversO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, one of their specialty. You're loving Mars Bars and Snickers and want some in your ice cream? Udders have &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Snickers Mars Honeycomb Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Both have just too many flavours ranging from &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Milo, classic vanilla, berries, Teh Tarik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Island Creamery), &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;liqueur based flavours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(Udders) to &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, it may take you quite a while to decide which one you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about these two places separately, though. On your very first step entering the Island Creamery, you'll be amazed by the photos on the walls. Yes, they provide a photo-printing machine, and you can take a picture of you and your friends or family, print it right away and leave it to be put on the walls! Cool, huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Udders, you and your friends can book for an Ice Cream Workshop! You can learn how to make those tasty ice cream yourself, and the course includes ice cream buffet! All-you-can-eat! For more details, refer to http://www.udders.com.sg/ice_cream_workshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the locations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;UDDERS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;155 Thomson Road (Novena MRT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Singapore 307608&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Tel/Fax: 62546629&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(more locations: http://www.udders.com.sg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;ISLAND CREAMERY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;10 Jalan Serene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;#01-03 Serene Centre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Botanic Garden MRT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho9EmWKaa_8/Swcf7tlx8cI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wJi58XfYwAY/s1600/4025262065_4352e12725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ho9EmWKaa_8/Swcf7tlx8cI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wJi58XfYwAY/s320/4025262065_4352e12725.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madaboutkids.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/eic1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://www.madaboutkids.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/eic1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Udders, front view (Look at those articles! Udders is pretty famous, huh!); 2) Ice cream with waffles!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2686/4312574533_df10a577a1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2686/4312574533_df10a577a1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1219/1168680496_a35d5f7da7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1219/1168680496_a35d5f7da7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Island Creamery, front view (Can you see the photos on the wall?) 2) A slice of Mud Pie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Everything With Fries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dessert worth trying can be found in this place. Are you familiar with Nutella, the bread spread? If you are a fan of Nutella, this dessert is definitely for you. In this place, they sell &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;NUTELLA TART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;NUTELLA MILKSHAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Well, this may sound irrelevant to the name of the place, but they do sell dishes with French Fries, but what I truly recommend is their desserts. Other than the awesome nutella based dessert, they also have the &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Hot Banana Butterscotch Pudding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; which tastes sooo good.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the locations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;Orchard Central&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;181 Orchard Road #01-24/2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Somerset MRT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Bugis Junction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;200 Victoria Street #04-05&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Bugis MRT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/319170_10150362580616151_515596150_10261837_1000752574_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/319170_10150362580616151_515596150_10261837_1000752574_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE nutella tart!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6351724007_9eb8d5a539_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6351724007_9eb8d5a539_o.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hot Banana Butterscotch Pudding ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. KOI Bubble Tea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being near the equator, Singapore can be extremely humid at times. What would be the better way to refresh yourself than having a bubble tea! ;) There are many other stalls selling this popular drink, but KOI is one of the best. What I would recommend is the &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Vanilla Milk Tea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(which my friends and I crave. YES, the appropriate term is 'crave', not 'like'.) or &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Green Tea Macchiato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for those who don't really like the pearls, or maybe &lt;b style="background-color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Ovaltine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for the huge fans of chocolate! The prices are about SGD 2 to 5, depending on your choice of drinks and the size. Warning: The queue may be long during weekends (especially on the days when temperatures are high, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the locations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Toa Payoh Central&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;190 Lorong 6 Toa Payoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Toa Payoh MRT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Iluma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;201 Victoria Street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(Bugis MRT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more locations: http://koicafegroup.com.sg/contact-us/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0MJoxRb7upU/TRtjZPvFnaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TCQXsSrxZO4/s1600/Picture+143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0MJoxRb7upU/TRtjZPvFnaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TCQXsSrxZO4/s320/Picture+143.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3xU4UG86Fc/TdlMtFgXIMI/AAAAAAAABBo/KrL7YoKIqww/s1600/Koi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3xU4UG86Fc/TdlMtFgXIMI/AAAAAAAABBo/KrL7YoKIqww/s320/Koi.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) one of KOI stalls, 2) YEP that's THE bubble tea!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for now. Oh, and these places are in no specific order, just for listing purposes, no rankings. I hope that my post is useful for those who would like to visit Singapore and have some fun with the local food! Cheers :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="df" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4466807457043189959?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4466807457043189959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4466807457043189959&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4466807457043189959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4466807457043189959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2012/01/top-ten-places-for-culinary-trip-in.html' title='TOP TEN PLACES FOR CULINARY TRIP IN SINGAPORE'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4sJENOcJTME/S2MaQfjtHPI/AAAAAAAABKc/L44rG6RsNIU/s72-c/ikea+swedish+meatballs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4206104328577945695</id><published>2011-12-31T22:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:08:59.649+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>THANK YOUs.</title><content type='html'>To begin with, I'd like to state a fact: human beings are social creature, they cannot survive on their own. As a human myself, I, too, cannot survive on my own. Especially in 2011, which is undoubtedly the toughest year of my seventeen years of life. This year has been so tough. Tears were shed, and at some points, I was so close to giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I am not going to talk about the hardship I went through, I'd like to focus on the people who help me go through the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, of course, my best friend forever, Jesus. He's been so loyal, patient, loving and awesome. Throughout everything, He always stands by my side. I am eternally grateful, J. I love you :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next in line is my family. However irritating they sometimes may be, they always believe in me. They are the ones who convinced me that giving up is not a solution; moving forward is. They consoled me and motivated me: my parents, my two sisters, my grandparents, my cousins and all my relatives. With you guys, I always feel at home :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past two years, I haven't been journeying without travelling companions. In fact, I have 47 awesome people that walk with me. I never thought that I would be having 16 sisters and 31 brothers when I was coming to Singapore. Living under the same roof, we shared laughters, tears, hugs, complaints, textbooks and notes, inside jokes, outings, birthdays, secrets and gossips, everything. They are the reason I am standing here at this very moment unhurt and perfectly happy. Here's to another two years! I know we can do this, although we'll be separated, we are all in this together, and yes, we shall never walk alone :').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9B. Need I say much? No. I am forever thankful that I had the best senior class ever in penabur gs. It's been three years, but we still get to meet each other, and even spend Christmases. You guys are awesome, and just so you know, I love you guys. You're one of the reasons I look forward to going home so much :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hostel committees! Working with you guys was absolutely amazing.  The moments we spent together are priceless: the way we try to focus during meetings but somehow always digress in the middle of our discussion, the inside jokes we shared (bertram attack, kobel, kuda-kudaan, THE HOTLINE, the tourist pose, etc!) the tears we shed, the late hours of meetings at the night before the event, the hugs, the dry run we had for amazing race which turned out as our first unofficial outing, the other outings, and of course, the kool hoodie! When I say that you are the most awesome bunch of people ever, I mean it :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next group of people is my dearest Juniors and seniorssss! Dearest seniors; Thanks for being so awesome, so gahoel, so inspiring, super friendly and nice. Thanks for the goodluck texts, the tutoring, everything. I feel truly blessed to have you guys :). And dearest juniors. Sorry for having some prejudices when you guys first came. I wasn't so welcoming, and I am sorry. You guys are awesome, though. Thanks for being so nice, funny, cute, generous and inspiring, too. I know for sure that you guys can ace the o'levels next year! And be nice to your juniors ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next would be Tante Chen Chen and Om Ady; my only Singaporean 'parents'. Thanks for allowing me to stay in your house, cooking me Indonesian meals, helping me with packing and storing things, the barbeques, and the ipod touch! I wish you two nothing but the very best, cus om dan tante are like my family :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates and my teachers in Singapore, regardless of your nationality. Thanks for all the help and support &lt;3. I am really grateful to have known all of you. Thanks for being so nice, helpful, kind and funny. All of you are probably the most talented, intelligent and hardworking bunch of people I've ever met. Ohh, Classes were bearable, thanks to you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but NOT the least, My best best friends. I need not mention you guys, cus I believe that you know who you are. Heee thanks for the skype calls, the long motivational-entertaining-touching text messages, the schweet tweets, the support, everything. Thanks for making the 500ish miles nothing :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, all of you have made my 2011 such an unforgettable, wonderful and awesome year. I know that words cannot really describe how greatly thankful I am. Oh, and I am very sorry if I had said or done anything that hurt any of you guys in one way or another :/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you guys a happy new year! Here's to another awesome year of 2012! Cheeeeeers! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4206104328577945695?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4206104328577945695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4206104328577945695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4206104328577945695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4206104328577945695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-yous.html' title='THANK YOUs.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1843522118345776131</id><published>2011-11-04T20:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T20:27:42.028+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>THE toughest week of my life.</title><content type='html'>THAT sweet feeling when you just got through the toughest week of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week when you had to constantly study for this super major exams.&lt;br /&gt;Your future's hanging onto it. You had such a huge pressure put on your shoulders to perform very well. You really need to prove to everyone that you are capable and able. You want to make your parents proud. You do not want to regret anything. You want to do your best. Everyone wants you to do your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't bear wasting just a minute to daydream. You rushed everywhere. Right after your meals, you walked briskly to your room to continue revising. You slept at midnight, cus you still needed to study, but you had to be fresh during your exams. You felt guilty when you wanted to take a nap, so you had a twenty-minute power nap everyday. That was the only amount of time you could afford. You kept away your laptop. You ignore the temptations to watch the episodes of the series you always like to watch. You turned your phone vibrating mode off. You did not touch your novels, even though they were pleading you to read them. At times, you felt frustrated cus all the facts and topics were mixed together, and you just could not distinguish them and keep them separated from each other. You were scared that you would forget them. You watched where you walked, afraid of stumbling and thus losing all your memories. You knew that it sounded so silly, as you were fully aware that you would not get such an acute brain injury just because you stumbled, but you would not take risk. You thought you would not be able to make it. You thought that you would just give up. You felt that life was unfair, as you had more paper to take compared with some of your friends, who had less subjects than you. You were stressed. Your hair was falling. You bit your nails, and they were in such a terrible state. You had minor headaches, and your sleeps were restless. You prayed harder than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SURVIVED THROUGH THAT WEEK. The paper you had weren't all easy, but at least you were not panicking, and you've gotten through them with no regrets. You knew that you still have five more days. Your fight is not done yet. But you got more optimistic, cus you've been through the worst. You had never thought you would be so scared and frustrated and pressurised about this exams, but you had never thought either, that you would have such a wonderful, amazing, unbelievably remarkable feeling in your heart after you got through that week. Your prayers were answered. God walked with you through that week, and He stayed with you in every day, hour, minute and second of that week. Your parents helped you too. They texted you with motivational advice and prayers, they called you and asked you whether you were doing fine. They convinced you that you're gonna be fine. And you are! Your batch mates walked with you through it all. They were your loyal companions during that week. They faced the very same challenges. They were with you in the studies and revisions, the prayers, the walks to the exam hall, the hours of doing the paper. They kept you going. You knew that you would not be able to survive on your own. You have these people. They pushed you, and walked with you. You are blessed to have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you move on with your life, just keep in your mind that you have been through such a tough time. Just remember that you can survive anything with God. Rely on Him, and He'll help you through anything. Really anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH I FEEL SO GOOOOOOOOD. I know I still have six paper next week, but good gracious I feel so AWESOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1843522118345776131?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1843522118345776131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1843522118345776131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1843522118345776131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1843522118345776131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/11/toughest-week-of-my-life.html' title='THE toughest week of my life.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-5577811575488322561</id><published>2011-08-26T20:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T20:04:40.976+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>HUNGER.</title><content type='html'>I just read a book called The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins yesterday. It was indeed a "constant suspense," and I "could not stop reading." (I'm quoting the comments from Stephen King, by the way.) I borrowed it from a friend, and she's gonna give me the second book the next time I see her! I'm soo excited and I can't wait to read the next two books (yes, it's a trilogy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the book is about survival against starvation and hunger. How the heroine struggled in a game called the hunger games, trying to survive as well as be the lone champion of the game. It's so thrilling, and the plot is full of twist. This is what I call a good book. Like &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; good. I recommend this, yes yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://indidbooks.global2.vic.edu.au/files/2011/02/hunger-games.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://indidbooks.global2.vic.edu.au/files/2011/02/hunger-games.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hunger, I have never really understood it fully before I went for the 30 hour famine camp last year. I wrote about it, by the way. Check it out &lt;a href="http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-starving-camp-class-outing-delas.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; It was a real 30 hour famine. You don't get to eat, just drink, drink and drink. Well, your stomach's not empty, but everyone knows that there is a huge different between thirst and hunger. After fasting for 30 hours, I really appreciated my food, knowing that there are loads of people who are far more unfortunate than me. Lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than a year has passed since that very day, and today, it seems like God wanted to remind me of that particular lesson (read: appreciate your food. be grateful that you have some decent meal.) You must be wondering what had happened, and how did God do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tell you, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Friday, my recess time was awfully late. It was the latest period of recess in my school. I used to get very starved when I haven't adapted myself to the recess time. Nonetheless, my body has been used to that by now. Some days and another, there would be very few food left in the stalls as hundreds of students have gone for their recess before us. However, there will always be enough food for everyone. The vendors can easily re-stock the food, and everyone would be happy in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has never occured in my mind that someday there would not be enough food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that was exactly what happened today. When I went for my recess, I walked directly to one stall-the yong tau foo stall. I planned to eat a bowl of hot soup as the day had been quite chilly. However, I was surprised as I saw that there were only one tray filled with a handful of green vegetables and another tray half-full of some prawn balls and crab stick. During normal days, there will be about more than six trays full with fish cakes, seaweed, tomatoes, eggs and many more! I waited for awhile for the vendor to refill the trays, but she did not do anything with those trays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I decided to move to the next stall to buy Nasi Lemak. Again, the vendor shocked us by saying that there were no more Nasi Lemak, and they only had some noodles which we do not really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, we thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went and checked another stall, only to find out that they, too, had no more rice. By that time, my friends had rushed back to the yong tau foo stall to get anything that was left on the tray. I was not that fast, unfortunately. As soon as I walked there, some students had walked past me and queued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walked to another stall. All the queues were so long, I was so pissed off. I was mumbling to myself irritatedly. How could a school canteen run out of food. This was so unacceptable. I knew I wasn't the only one who was so irritated, as I could hear some other girls muttering the same thing to one another. As I muttered and swore softly, my stomach growled along with me, as if it were also pissed off. I ignored it, and waited. While waiting, I looked around me. My friends had gotten their food, and had started eating. Great. My stomach growled louder. You're not helping, I said to my growling stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I moved down the queue, suddenly the bunch of girls lining up far in front of me walked away. They looked very disappointed. Then the words spread: there were nothing left. I was literally stunned in my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few seconds later, I walked to the stall and tried my luck by asking whether there were anything left. "No" was the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became desperate. I looked at the next stall: there were nothing left there, too. The remaining stalls were the snack-and-drink stall, the Nasi Lemak stall, and one noodle stall. I had never tried buying food from the noodle stall before, but anything edible was okay for me at that time. I joined the queue at the noodle stall, as it was shorter than the other stalls. As I walked down the queue, the vendor took off one of the menu sign. Uh, oh. What if there were no food left when I reached the end of the queue, I thought to myself. I cursed and swore and cursed and swore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quite a few moments of cursing and swearing, a friend of mine came and offered to buy some snacks from the snack-and-drink stall. Oh yesssss, please. I answered. The queue in that stall was faster. And by that time, there was only one menu left at the noodle stall. As my friend approached me with the pao, milo and jelly, I walked away from the queue, thanked her, and ate the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, after finishing all those random snacks and milo, I was quite full. Perhaps it was due to the chilly weather, which made my metabolism rate decreased, thus less carbohydrate stored in my body was used up, leaving me not "that" hungry. I was still quite pissed, though. I still thought that it was unbelievable that a school canteen, which is supposed to be the "source" of food for those who doesn't pack meals from home, can run out of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, I realised that it was due to the upcoming presidential election that will take place at my school this weekend. Today, we were to be dismissed earlier, and next Monday there will be no school. That was probably why the vendors decided to reduce the amount of food sold on this particular day, so that there would not be any excess of food, which would affect their earnings. However, it appeared that the "reduction of the amount of food being sold" was rather reckless, as it resulted with quite a number of "ill-fated" students like me ended up with no food to eat. Tsk, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's look at the positive side. (That's what we ought to do upon facing every problems in life, isn't it?) I re-learnt the lesson: appreciate the food we have and be thankful of what we have. The reason is that there are a lot of people who are far more unfortunate than us, and who knows, there might be any occasion like this, when you don't have anything to eat. Thanks, God, for reminding me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to this occasion, I could relate myself to Katniss, Gale, Prim and Peeta-the characters in The Hunger Games- to their lives, their struggle and fight against starvation. At one moment, in the midst of the swearing, I once wished I were able to distinguish edible bushes and leaves from the nearby patches of plants like Katniss, and therefore eat them instead of just staring helplessly at the stalls. (Okay, I am beginning to sound so hyperbolic._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, after some cursing and swearing and furious toned story-telling, I was finally able to see the silver lining of this cloud, even though it was very thin, not-so-silvery and vague ;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-5577811575488322561?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5577811575488322561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=5577811575488322561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5577811575488322561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5577811575488322561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/08/hunger.html' title='HUNGER.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-3397226624271693002</id><published>2011-07-23T00:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T00:24:27.118+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>LAST SUMMER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can still recall, our last summer. Ah, that song brings memories. Nope, I'm not talking about love and those unyu unyu things. I'm talking about my summer vacation last june 2011. HEEEE. I went to Thailand with my family. Spent four nights there - one in Bangkok, and three in Phuket. Was hoping to meet my two thai friends, but unfortunately didn't. Well it was a well-spent holiday, though! I shopped, I went around and had fun, aaaaaand of course, I took pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pECAd9a9wnY/TimZfYDlXsI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TLZXKQBG2KE/s1600/chooseIMG_4627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pECAd9a9wnY/TimZfYDlXsI/AAAAAAAAAdo/TLZXKQBG2KE/s640/chooseIMG_4627.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The city view from the hotel in bangkok. the hotel was freakin tall. this was taken from the 70ish floor, by the way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Too bad, I only spent one night in bangkok. anyway, we  went to the golden palace, the place of the emerald Buddha. we can't  take pics of the Buddha, tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-31hRCcbTkxc/TimZt8JcWQI/AAAAAAAAAds/88WPr0ytPQE/s1600/chooseIMG_4731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-31hRCcbTkxc/TimZt8JcWQI/AAAAAAAAAds/88WPr0ytPQE/s640/chooseIMG_4731.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6SVk__MyVM/TimcYGCzOPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Cg5o80P_sCc/s1600/chooseIMG_4786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6SVk__MyVM/TimcYGCzOPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Cg5o80P_sCc/s640/chooseIMG_4786.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nelE-0IKE38/TimbIT5aN7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/K6uj6iKQ22w/s1600/chooseIMG_4785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nelE-0IKE38/TimbIT5aN7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/K6uj6iKQ22w/s640/chooseIMG_4785.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-264s42QdGIU/TimoJTYs15I/AAAAAAAAAes/SWB2UPMdnZQ/s1600/IMG_4751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-264s42QdGIU/TimoJTYs15I/AAAAAAAAAes/SWB2UPMdnZQ/s640/IMG_4751.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ68pfEM0Ns/TimdEt0uL9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/eyRzUwI8QtI/s1600/chooseIMG_4806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ68pfEM0Ns/TimdEt0uL9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/eyRzUwI8QtI/s640/chooseIMG_4806.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_GyJQ-nV2U/TimaWPXq4iI/AAAAAAAAAdw/gDdrQ2CgL7k/s1600/chooseIMG_4773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_GyJQ-nV2U/TimaWPXq4iI/AAAAAAAAAdw/gDdrQ2CgL7k/s640/chooseIMG_4773.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;From top to bottom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) you know what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2) the intricate pattern of one of the walls there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3) it's my sister holding a lotus which hasn't bloomed. they use it to bless one's head with holy water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4) one of the temples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5) purple lotus with some bees on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;6) pink lotus. Lotus is considered holy there. it symbolises some gods or goddesses, I forgot about the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew to Phuket right after the tour to the golden palace. The plane was huge. reallllll huge. Been flying in med-sized planes like air-asia and valuair, I felt like a child flying for the first time! HEHEHE ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2-B0zpme68/TimdqPpgs4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/joGbgtHFQ0g/s1600/chooseIMG_4835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2-B0zpme68/TimdqPpgs4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/joGbgtHFQ0g/s640/chooseIMG_4835.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-cz-H1Y0C8/Timiwy16JUI/AAAAAAAAAeY/f7t26zXP_kY/s1600/chooseIMG_4824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-cz-H1Y0C8/Timiwy16JUI/AAAAAAAAAeY/f7t26zXP_kY/s320/chooseIMG_4824.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Top: the plane. huge, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bottom: just me, with my hoodie rolled up on my head. Just like what I said, I was as happy as a child flying for the first time, eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHUKET! I feel like I were in Bali. Both are equally awesome! :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rdb2vlDAM1M/TimeyCg6BCI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wcGv2JEJ_Dk/s1600/chooseIMG_4883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rdb2vlDAM1M/TimeyCg6BCI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wcGv2JEJ_Dk/s640/chooseIMG_4883.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKNrA6ZeGb8/TimfPkyJGzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/5-xA4Fv7pEI/s1600/chooseIMG_4977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKNrA6ZeGb8/TimfPkyJGzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/5-xA4Fv7pEI/s640/chooseIMG_4977.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZXgh3KSYHE/TimgEhy2diI/AAAAAAAAAeM/YeW4Rfg9iwk/s1600/chooseIMG_4984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZXgh3KSYHE/TimgEhy2diI/AAAAAAAAAeM/YeW4Rfg9iwk/s640/chooseIMG_4984.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghoAg2gnv2s/TimkZMFPBuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/faCkHvcc2AY/s1600/chooseIMG_5341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghoAg2gnv2s/TimkZMFPBuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/faCkHvcc2AY/s640/chooseIMG_5341.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKNNM9SMr28/Timkl1TMwEI/AAAAAAAAAek/i7L4ljA4qqU/s1600/chooseIMG_5353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKNNM9SMr28/Timkl1TMwEI/AAAAAAAAAek/i7L4ljA4qqU/s640/chooseIMG_5353.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO_BJPfk2S8/Timk2F3p8YI/AAAAAAAAAeo/F_hePRu1JJo/s1600/IMG_5065+copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO_BJPfk2S8/Timk2F3p8YI/AAAAAAAAAeo/F_hePRu1JJo/s640/IMG_5065+copy.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;From top to bottom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) the viking cave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2) carving the sand in the beach, phi phi island. LIFE'S GOOD. fyi, I just puked after being seasick on the boat. the waves were awful, dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3) my sister, nadine, and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4) this one was taken at patong beach. created by my cousin (the bikini girl) and me (the guy). I still laughed everytime I saw them. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5) overly bright me, taken by my dad. The pict's supposed to portray me throwing water to the sky, but due to the wrong setting of shutter speed and aperture, it looks like I was looking up to the heaven, hahahahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;6) the lone island, taken from karon viewpoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Phuket is not all about beaches. It has other tourist attractions, too! I went to the big Buddha, Fantasea, some ladyboy show, and shopped around in the local shops. OOH, and we had a very funny and &lt;i&gt;gahoel&lt;/i&gt; tourguide! His english is so funny, yet he still speaks confidently. we liked him very much, HEHE. he pronounced "excuse me" "EKYUMI." and he looked like someone from the Indonesian band &lt;b&gt;Naif&lt;/b&gt;! and he listens to all the trendy songs, which was aired on the car radio during our entire journey with him. In short, HE ROCKED THE CAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_99Ub6ZqaI/TimgZH9GxbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/K95F2VvyVV4/s1600/chooseIMG_5080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_99Ub6ZqaI/TimgZH9GxbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/K95F2VvyVV4/s640/chooseIMG_5080.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0uIKgiUFEMo/TimhMVOi62I/AAAAAAAAAeU/QW2um300dlk/s1600/chooseIMG_5224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0uIKgiUFEMo/TimhMVOi62I/AAAAAAAAAeU/QW2um300dlk/s640/chooseIMG_5224.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GutjEPdFR3U/Timv_5BO0-I/AAAAAAAAAew/bFGPrxWs9yI/s1600/IMG_5025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GutjEPdFR3U/Timv_5BO0-I/AAAAAAAAAew/bFGPrxWs9yI/s640/IMG_5025.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0TY_G_hudo/TimjcbXGrBI/AAAAAAAAAec/D71-gfq-8ds/s1600/chooseIMG_5024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0TY_G_hudo/TimjcbXGrBI/AAAAAAAAAec/D71-gfq-8ds/s400/chooseIMG_5024.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMw-UstAUUA/Timwo-WAr3I/AAAAAAAAAe0/9HnhbBlRfNM/s1600/IMG_5031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMw-UstAUUA/Timwo-WAr3I/AAAAAAAAAe0/9HnhbBlRfNM/s400/IMG_5031.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;From top to bottom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) the big Buddha. it was really big, okay. for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2) one of the ushers in the huge buffet restaurant at Phuket Fantasea. I like thais! they're so friendly&amp;nbsp; and nice:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3) the ladyboys who performed at the cabaret I watched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4) (left) I took pict with one of the performer in the Cabaret. if you look carefully, he dressed as a half-guy and half-girl! I personally think that he was the coolest of all the performers! cus he was the only one dressing that way! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(right) my sister took picture with another performer. (s)he looks nice, too, hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. I might post more pictures someday, heheeeeh. Sorry if it's very late. Been busy all this time. Life during the holiday was so fun and relaxed. I can't wait for another long holiday in november! But I'll need to fight for the exams first. Sigh. Wish me luckkkkkk! :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight! 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Ha, ha, what a geek, scared of exams. Yes,  if I were my old self when I was studying back in Indonesia, I would  laugh at myself too. Me, scared of exams? Ridiculous. I didn't care that  much about exams. I never did, in fact. Okay, they were as important as  this one, but however worried I was, I had never been to the stage  where I'm scared of exams. Not that I'm being cocky or anything, but  that was the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yet now? I need to work freakin hard to get B  for my humanities, and not to mention, my two languages - English and  Malay (Oh you may laugh at this one, too. Malay's not easy, okay. The  fact that it's similar with Bahasa Indonesia doesn't help much. And it's  "higher" Malay, by the way.). And the three sciences. When exams are  coming, it seems like my science textbooks are becoming ten times  thicker than they really are. Revising is never ending. And what is  worst, even maths make me worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone tells me  not to overwork. I won't. Not to overstress myself. I'll try not to. To  chill. I'm trying. To study hard, but pray harder. I'm doing it. To have  enough rest. I'm having more sleep than some of my friends. To believe  in myself. It's hard, but I'll build my confidence, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me :/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-8815943298441128377?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8815943298441128377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8815943298441128377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8815943298441128377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8815943298441128377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/07/scared.html' title='Scared.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2563752072039536859</id><published>2011-06-24T00:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T00:36:57.461+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>So close, yet so far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln0xovLvIt1qaobbko1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="348" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln0xovLvIt1qaobbko1_500.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(photo courtesy of leilockheart.me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above kind of says what's on my mind. No, no, I'm not talking about soapy love-y thingy. I'm talking about one of my favourite musician, &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidchoimusic.com/"&gt;David Choi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5uhlefVFmQ/SvjvoAVOZCI/AAAAAAAAEDE/JdDW7R2Qb0U/s400/myspacebbdavidchoi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5uhlefVFmQ/SvjvoAVOZCI/AAAAAAAAEDE/JdDW7R2Qb0U/s320/myspacebbdavidchoi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yes, that's him. David Choi. (&lt;i&gt;photo courtesy of google.com&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a very talented singer, whose fame kind of originated from youtube (just like justin bieber) from youtube. (Well, unfortunately he did not get as much attention as bieber gets, despite being a hundred times better than bieber. I wonder what has happened to the world, eh.) If you don't believe me, do check his youtube! http://www.youtube.com/davidchoimusic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he's currently on tour to south east Asian countries, and two on the list of the countries are Indonesia and Singapore, the two countries in my life. One being my home, another a place for my study. YES I'M DYING TO GO TO HIS CONCERT. As soon as I know that he's coming, I surfed the net and checked for the dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I have booked my ticket home for my june holidays. I went home on the 10th of June, and am gonna be back to singapore on saturday the 25th of june.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I browsed to sistic, to check the singapore concert date. It's on the 21st and 22nd of June, in the Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would be home at that time, so nope, can't do. Then I googled the date for his concert in Indonesia. My friend, Rachel Dewi, helped me and told me that his concert is on the 28th and 19th of June, in the Hardrock cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank. This is soooo unfair. He is coming to the two countries where I live in, and yet I can't go to his concert because... because I am not in both countries when he's having his concert there. FML, dude. He is so-very-very-very close, yet still out of reach. dammmmmmmmmmmmittt. I nearly cried when I saw the two impossible dates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even worse, my friends are watching his concert. My heart sank deeper when I know that on the 28th, the concert in hardrock is especially set up for under-eighteens, and it's a non-alcoholic concert. Parents are definitely going to allow us to come! my friends happily said to each other. Yeah, right. I could only smiled painfully when reading their comments on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw a tweet from one of my friend whose cousin lives in singapore, stating that her cousin had gotten the pass to David Choi's meet and greet. I may be a masochist, cus I searched for the cousin's twitter account when I read a retweet from my friend to her cousin's tweet - "Three hugs from David &amp;lt;3 aahhh", and got my eyes stuck on the cousin's display picture, which shows her and David Choi. SHYTE. I quickly close the window. But the eyes have seen, and it's just too late. I know I shouldn't have searched the cousin's account. I know I would see something that's gonna make me feel mega jealously envious to her. but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sickly masochist, yes ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Life is unfair. I should have gotten used to it, yeah, but this is just.......... unacceptable. Is life being as unfair as this to any of you, too? Or is it just me? Gaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT. or maybe, life is not THAT unfair. On the 21st, I got to spend time at my bestfriend's house. That was absobloodylutely great. We watched dvds, conversed and gossiped, laughed and talked, and we made sweet popcorns! Okay. I take back my statement. life may be unfair, but it's not THAT unfair :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTT, I still want to go to his concert :/. I hope that David would come again next year to either singapore or indonesia. Or any of my other favourite musicians such as Jason Mraz, Michael Buble, Kris Allen, The Script, Sara Bareilles, Kina Grannis, etc etc. (yeah I know some of them had come before, but I had not had the chance to go to their concert. pity me, I'm sucha blitz.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll stop babbling, it's half past midnight here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-2563752072039536859?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2563752072039536859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2563752072039536859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2563752072039536859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2563752072039536859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-close-yet-so-far.html' title='So close, yet so far.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5uhlefVFmQ/SvjvoAVOZCI/AAAAAAAAEDE/JdDW7R2Qb0U/s72-c/myspacebbdavidchoi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-39341882927305171</id><published>2011-06-22T00:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T00:39:29.868+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>True Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLvVVp1kjqQ/TgDPSN8YIyI/AAAAAAAAAdk/bHdumh_cwYk/s1600/IMG_5079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLvVVp1kjqQ/TgDPSN8YIyI/AAAAAAAAAdk/bHdumh_cwYk/s640/IMG_5079.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this in the big buddha site, phuket. written by marker on a marble. you can actually pay to write your name and your wishes on those marbles. this one though, stood out in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It touched me deeply. how this guy still loves his girl, despite the fact that they're separated. not only by distance, but also by world. this is true love, I think. although the girl had passed away, the guy clearly still loves her with all his heart. this made me speechless. completely speechless :').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest Katherine Keith, if you're watching down from the heaven, you need to know that you're such a lucky girl. may you rest in peace :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-39341882927305171?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/39341882927305171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=39341882927305171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/39341882927305171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/39341882927305171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/06/true-love.html' title='True Love.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLvVVp1kjqQ/TgDPSN8YIyI/AAAAAAAAAdk/bHdumh_cwYk/s72-c/IMG_5079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4262156537196772788</id><published>2011-06-21T23:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:42:45.540+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>SUCKS.</title><content type='html'>Hullo. Well, this blog should change its name, I guess. The journal's been dead for quite awhile. But WHOA chill people, I'm still alive. FULLY ALIVE, even. Yes, my life's good at the moment. I'm now having a two-week time at home, a place I've been craving for months. I just had a trip to Thailand last week, and I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you guys are thinking. If I had fun and I'm now at home (which I said was the place I was craving to be at for months), why is this post entitled "SUCKS", then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme explain. I've been spending these two days with the most awesome bunch of people on  earth; first day making cookies with three of my besties and the second day couch-potato-ing with the other three, it suddenly pops out in my mind, how I am…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss them sooooo muchos for the next five friggin months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oui, mon ami&lt;/i&gt;. FIVE. months. I'm not going home till november. that horrible, dreadful, nightmare-ish, disgusting fact makes me realise that I am gonna miss them, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The epic fayl caramel popcorn,&lt;br /&gt;the "percakapan berkualitas" (high-quality conversation. red) in the  car,&lt;br /&gt;the photobooth and self-timer sessions,&lt;br /&gt;the cookie making,&lt;br /&gt;the gossipsharings for  the sake of catchingups,&lt;br /&gt;the silly jokes and abnormally loud laughs, &lt;br /&gt;the dvd-marathons aka “couch potato”,&lt;br /&gt;hanging  out for movies,&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you singapore for taking me away from them. Damn you, for making  me unable to attend their schweet seventeen parties. Damn you, for  stealing bits and bits of my time which is supposed to be spent with  them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never regret going to singapore, but this sucks. It just sucks. I  know I have another bunch of great friends there -oh yes I am aware of  how truly blessed I am, having bunches and bunches of people who care  about me, and they are like my second family, they make my life there  far less miserable :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WANT TO BE WITH THIS BUNCH OF AWESOME FRIENDS, TOO. dammit I know I’m  being immature and childish. Yes I know I can’t get everything that I  want, but this sucks. Totally. Arfgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4262156537196772788?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4262156537196772788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4262156537196772788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4262156537196772788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4262156537196772788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/06/sucks.html' title='SUCKS.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4897783604992798612</id><published>2011-03-19T21:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T21:26:03.592+07:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>One. I. Am. Exhausted. Worn out. Mentally and physically tired.&lt;br /&gt;Two. I am extreeeeeemely happy for winning the first aid competition. First runner up is awesum enough! And THANK YOU FOR THOSE WHO HAD COME TO VOTE AND SUPPORT US: my batchmates, my seniors, everyone! We could win this thanks to you:):).&lt;br /&gt;Three. Despite the super horrible deputy director, I AM SO PROUD TO BE A CJC HOSTELLITE. CJC is simply the best hostel ever. Again, I must emphasize, despite the presence of that horrible creature.&lt;br /&gt;Four. I hate this holiday. This march holiday is simply the worst holiday I've ever experienced in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Five. I wish I could recover really soon. As soon as possible. If possible, now. This very second. *COUGH* *SNIFF*&lt;br /&gt;Six. I don't know why, my mood swings has been very acute these days. Perhaps because od the weather? Or the holiday? Or my period? Idk.&lt;br /&gt;Seven. I can't get the song "She Was Mine" outta my head! Whoever you are, AJ Rafael and Jesse Berrera, YOU GUYS NAILED THIS SONG. The song's sooooo frikin schweet and pleasant to be listened to. And thanks to my two friends for introducing this song! Hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;Eight. I MISS MY SENIORS :(:(:(. Met some of them today at the competition, talked to them, took pictures with them. Aaaaaa I miss them so much. Life in hostel without them is so different. And I just listened to the cute little music box they gave me on my birthday. I miss them even moreeeeee. Argh. Why can't they just stay in CJ till they finish JC!&lt;br /&gt;Nine. I want to go back. Home. :(.&lt;br /&gt;Ten. I wish time could fly even faster, to december. However, I don't want o'level to come that fast.&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it eleven. I'm becoming more and more unstable. Ah, teenage years.&lt;br /&gt;Twelve. I'm addicted to HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER. TED MOSBY. BARNEY STINSON. ROBIN SCHERBATSKY. MARSHALL ERIKSEN. LILY ALDRIN. AAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Thirteen. Holiday's ending soon and my homework still piled up like a mountain. FML.&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen. I want to go photo-hunting. Cus I feel like I'm losing all my passion. I need help. Like srsly. Immediately.&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen. Tumblr's awesome. Check out mine! http://reginaekaputri.tumblr.com :)&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen. I know it's kinda late, but I'm addicted to smurfffffffff. They're blue and cute!&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen. 4 fingers is finger-licking gooooohd. Unfortunately, it's junk food :/.&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen. I need to talk to someone. Not someone from the girls in my hostel though, I met them everyday and I need someone else. Well, I've talked to davina yesterday, and it felt good :). I need another phone callllllllllllll. Tell me when you're available okay. Anyone. Please.&lt;br /&gt;Nineteen. Midyear exams are coming soon and I'm so not ready. Gosh I'm so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Twenty. How are youuuuuu, dear readers. Do share with me your random thoughts about MY random thoughts, will you! :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4897783604992798612?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4897783604992798612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4897783604992798612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4897783604992798612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4897783604992798612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-thoughts.html' title='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-8741444687705362921</id><published>2011-02-18T20:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T20:49:57.351+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>SEVENTEEN (part 1).</title><content type='html'>HEY GUYS WHATSUP. Sorry for the lack of posts, I've been freaking busy these days, I can hardly breathe. So anywayyyyyy, this is my very first post since my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I still can't believe that I am seventeen. sounds old huh. And even though it's kinda late, I'm gonna tell you bits from that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say that your seventeenth birthday is one of the best days of your life. I didn't believe them. I live in this floating hell, for goodness sake. I don't expect anything from my seventeenth bday. It's gonna suck, that was what I thought. All those dreams about having a grand party? I don't dare to even think about that. I learnt that too much expectations is never good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it turned out to be a total contrast of what I thought it would be. My birthday, I mean. It was indeed one of the best day of my life. From the moment the clock ticked to 12 midnite, the magic began. My batchmates. Schlr2010. They're the bestttttttt. My roommate. Aww she was so cute! And even some of my seniors actually cared to come to the hostel. I am truly blessed to have them :'). And my best friends back from Indonesia. Their gift was so awesome I almost cried when I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQPl8i52Sl4/TV54TLc3zmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kZWderHxt7s/s1600/179997_10150094740272866_524732865_6080617_7849962_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQPl8i52Sl4/TV54TLc3zmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kZWderHxt7s/s640/179997_10150094740272866_524732865_6080617_7849962_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t4o_exW8kBU/TV525NIklPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/LfL5WgGI6uo/s1600/179354_1731178952285_1022839216_31996606_2412195_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t4o_exW8kBU/TV525NIklPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/LfL5WgGI6uo/s640/179354_1731178952285_1022839216_31996606_2412195_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know how to thank you guys enough. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the day, I couldn't stop smiling. Thanks, guys :').&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-8741444687705362921?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8741444687705362921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8741444687705362921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8741444687705362921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8741444687705362921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/02/seventeen-part-1.html' title='SEVENTEEN (part 1).'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQPl8i52Sl4/TV54TLc3zmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kZWderHxt7s/s72-c/179997_10150094740272866_524732865_6080617_7849962_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-3783772360543003511</id><published>2011-01-09T16:15:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T16:25:34.893+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>1 Year of Gratitude (in 90 seconds)</title><content type='html'>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! As some of you guys know, I am a huge fan of Jason Mraz. He's one amazing singer. And yeah, I'm listening to one of his songs as I am writing this post now! So I read this note of his in facebook, which is about the things he's grateful for in 10 years, which he listed down in 90 seconds. You can read it &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/notes/jason-mraz/10-years-of-gratitude-in-90-seconds/475068326052"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Inspired by this note, I make this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not exactly the same, cus I'm not that old. I mean... 10 years of gratitude? 10 years ago I was this naive little girl who doesn't even know where Singapore is located, and who thinks that the only cool job in the world is doctor and astronaut. And now? I am living in that frikin place. So I decided to shorten the period of my gratitude to... ONE YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 was awesome. Awesomely tough. And I awesomely survived. Well, with scratches and bruises in some places, but still in one piece. And I won't be able to do it without the help of these things. Few minutes ago, I set my countdown timer application in my phone to 1 minutes 30 seconds, and type these things I'm grateful for in notepad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are what I'm grateful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;           &lt;style&gt;@font-face {  font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;BESTIES&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;scholars!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;junior highschool buddies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;parents!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sisssssss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cousins and aunties and uncles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grandma's lomie and ayam garing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Om ady &amp;amp; Tante chen chen!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sekolah minggu &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CHURCHMATES&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ROSES!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HOSCOMM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;seniors!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;XINHUI my partner!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;schoolmates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holidays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skype&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MSN&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;internet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MOE for monthly salaries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mum for sending reflection everyday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laptop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ipod&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlx35rVawI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Q-knNQqBiqk/s1600/IMG_0726polaroid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlx35rVawI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Q-knNQqBiqk/s640/IMG_0726polaroid.jpg" width="538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY BELOVED 9Bs :). The best friends you could ever ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the others are not in the pict, unfortunately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlyPr3gcsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/l0ob6KrzxPI/s1600/miniwe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="484" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlyPr3gcsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/l0ob6KrzxPI/s640/miniwe.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ROSES! even though not all of them are in the photos. They're indeed a family :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlzTNZqcKI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ymIkE2plWQ4/s1600/IMG_6428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlzTNZqcKI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ymIkE2plWQ4/s640/IMG_6428.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The person on the left, yeah that's my partner, XINHUI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlzyhFIiTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/HNaXRGIAFl0/s1600/IMG_6430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlzyhFIiTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/HNaXRGIAFl0/s640/IMG_6430.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They're some of my indonesian classmates! Awesome people to talk to :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSl27TzB1HI/AAAAAAAAAdE/nSzZAHZM7As/s1600/IMG_1786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSl27TzB1HI/AAAAAAAAAdE/nSzZAHZM7As/s640/IMG_1786.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Those are my girls. We were celebrating our six monthsary! I've never thought that having sisters who are at same age with you would be this fun :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSl3N6f9ClI/AAAAAAAAAdM/yjzFCdDeMMc/s1600/trip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSl3N6f9ClI/AAAAAAAAAdM/yjzFCdDeMMc/s640/trip.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This pict was taken wayyyyy in 2009. We may change physically, but we're still together! :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlyvsiESsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Io5RQnGig8I/s1600/IMG_0356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlyvsiESsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Io5RQnGig8I/s640/IMG_0356.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Those are some of my fellow scholars. I remember two years ago I was worried about them being too geeky that I couldn't get along well with them. Thinking about that now, I would roll on the floor laughing about my idiocy. They're fun to be with, fun to talk to. And now they're like my second family in this hellish place! :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSl0RuU33fI/AAAAAAAAAdA/mmSWvIbub6Y/s1600/IMG_8097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSl0RuU33fI/AAAAAAAAAdA/mmSWvIbub6Y/s640/IMG_8097.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Talking about having second family, I can't forget my first and most amazing family in the world. My very own parents and sisters, of course. They're awesome. Yes, now you get it where I got my awesome-ness, huh. ;);). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSl39KltvAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TgiEA9rjtpg/s1600/IMG_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="604" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSl39KltvAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TgiEA9rjtpg/s640/IMG_0013.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All those people. They create smile on my face, sometimes even when tears were on the very edge of my eyes, ready to flow down. Thanks for an awesome year of 2010 :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there are loads more that I am very grateful for, but 90 seconds is short, huh. Maybe I'll give myself another 90 seconds for another post someday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why don't you guys try for your very own list! Give yourself 90 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-3783772360543003511?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3783772360543003511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=3783772360543003511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3783772360543003511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3783772360543003511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2011/01/1-year-of-gratitude-in-90-seconds.html' title='1 Year of Gratitude (in 90 seconds)'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TSlx35rVawI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Q-knNQqBiqk/s72-c/IMG_0726polaroid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-3961705404570983285</id><published>2010-12-25T18:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T18:26:27.667+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 letters project'/><title type='text'>DAY 6 - STRANGER</title><content type='html'>Hello there, stranger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, finally we talk to each other, huh. The urge to poke your shoulder and say hi is rily tempting! But hey, I have manners. So here I am, talking to you! Yes, you! Any stranger doing blogwalking, perhaps. Or you, anyone I met on the street or at the mall today. Or you, who sat in front of me in the church, or maybe behind me. Errrr or YOU! A schoolmate I always bump into when walking during recess but never talk! Or maybe you, someone getting on the same MRT or bus as I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say, MERRY CHRISTMAS! Maybe we'll meet again Till then, have a nice life! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lotsa love, egi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-3961705404570983285?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3961705404570983285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=3961705404570983285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3961705404570983285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3961705404570983285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-6-stranger.html' title='DAY 6 - STRANGER'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1776639288692724583</id><published>2010-12-21T11:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:12:47.910+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 letters project'/><title type='text'>DAY 5 - MY DREAMS</title><content type='html'>--------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today's recipient of the letter is kinda... unusual, huh. I was expecting something else. But phew, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there, dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few questions. Why can't I choose which one I want to see tonight? Or the next night? And the next next night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why some of you made me want to stay in bed all day, while others made me want to get up as soon as it flashed through my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, why must you be unreal? I want you to beat that guy called reality. He's mean. I don't like him. He bites, he stabs me not from the back, but right on my chest. He punches me on my face, sometimes. That hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this place called dreamland. Your city, huh? I want to be there. Can you send me a ticket to go there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to hearing your answers. And the ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, egi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1776639288692724583?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1776639288692724583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1776639288692724583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1776639288692724583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1776639288692724583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-5-my-dreams.html' title='DAY 5 - MY DREAMS'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4870148677632379055</id><published>2010-12-16T14:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:18:16.782+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 letters project'/><title type='text'>DAY 4 - MY SIBLINGS</title><content type='html'>-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear sisssses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. This is super awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, about the fights and arguments we had. I'm sorry. I'm selfish sometimes. i'm just easily annoyed. sorry about that, kay. It's just hard being the oldest. sigh. but i'm doing my best, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. This year was different. huge difference. I'm far far away in singapore, and you're back home. I was afraid that it would change everything, that we won't be as close as we were, and all that. But hey, my fear was stupid and mythical! We're still close as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something I'd like to say to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Good luck in reaching your dreams, you can do it. Even if you fail, keep on fighting, cus it's not the end of the world, trust me. And be nice, your teachers were mine, too. Hahahahahas ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** And for you, little one, enjoy your life. Childhood was the awesome-st time ever. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's the three of us against the world :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying this often, and you two know that. Emmm. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4870148677632379055?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4870148677632379055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4870148677632379055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4870148677632379055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4870148677632379055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-4-my-siblings.html' title='DAY 4 - MY SIBLINGS'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-5304789158845129071</id><published>2010-12-14T21:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:20:55.938+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 letters project'/><title type='text'>DAY 3 - MY CRUSH</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(okay I decided to continue my 30 letters project. Can't promise that I'll do this daily, sorry about that. but I'll try my best to complete this project.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Crush,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a nice time of my life to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I'm sorry if I had been mean or pushy or whatever once.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I've never thought that I would fall&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your life? Having fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr happy holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-5304789158845129071?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5304789158845129071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=5304789158845129071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5304789158845129071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5304789158845129071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-3-my-crush.html' title='DAY 3 - MY CRUSH'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2397235129465893845</id><published>2010-12-12T14:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T14:40:18.556+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>BUTTERBEER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is magical. Trust me. This month is unique, with Christmas, the end of the year, and school holidays in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you reading&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Potter"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;harry potter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, you must be familiar with the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEESHHH &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: black;"&gt;BUTTERBEER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! The drink they have in three broomsticks and hogshead. When reading the book, I was super curious about the taste of this drink. I was dying to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've told you that this month is magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I found in the internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rP-qCtfJfIQ/TOIJn97WP1I/AAAAAAAAAic/iwm5jMUSufQ/s1600/butterbeer-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="555" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rP-qCtfJfIQ/TOIJn97WP1I/AAAAAAAAAic/iwm5jMUSufQ/s640/butterbeer-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAA I'm sooooo eggcited! I'M DEFINITELY GOING TO TRY THIS OUT SOON! Oh and you should try this too! This drink is top rated in the books. lol :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm not really sure if this recipe would work, but it worths a try!&amp;nbsp;Cheers! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*maybe you can change the ice cream flavour to vanilla or something else if you can't find the butterscotch flavour! :)&lt;br /&gt;**fyi, one cup is.... around 235ml.&lt;br /&gt;***butter extract. you can find it in baking shops.&lt;br /&gt;****source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://ohdeerly.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-dont-we-go-and-have-butterbeer-in.html"&gt;ohdeerly.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyways. Have a magical December!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-2397235129465893845?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2397235129465893845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2397235129465893845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2397235129465893845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2397235129465893845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/12/butterbeer.html' title='BUTTERBEER!'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rP-qCtfJfIQ/TOIJn97WP1I/AAAAAAAAAic/iwm5jMUSufQ/s72-c/butterbeer-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-6106501016451514053</id><published>2010-11-28T22:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:16:23.278+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS IN LESS THAN A MONTH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #20124d;"&gt;Well I wanted to hibernate, but I think not this blog. I love this much more than my twitter account!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #20124d;"&gt;Well oops, you read me right, I'm hibernating my twitter account, till after Christmas!&amp;nbsp;Why? Yes, good question. I just want to pull myself out of the crowd, back to the basic such as my blog, my tumblr account (yes I'm on tumblr! it's http://reginaekaputri.tumblr.com Err I know it's a bit late, but heeey I'm a newbie and proud of it!), MSN, and facebook (well, this one is actually crowder than twitter, but I'd like to catchup with some people there, and greet those having birthdays!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Let's go back to the title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES BABY CHRISTMAS IS COMING! I always loooooove Christmas more than anything. Well, not more than my birthday. Emm. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's officially my second most favourite day of the year! Why? For this thing, &lt;b&gt;Why&lt;/b&gt; is not a really good question. I think everyone who favours Christmas has the same reason as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;the Christmas decoration&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt; combination&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: cyan;"&gt; the Christmas trees,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"&gt;the Christmas songs&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;the Christmas eve mass at the church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;the birth of Jesus,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: lime;"&gt;the food&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;the legends about Santa Claus's workshop and the elfs&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;creating wishlist&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;the presents,&lt;/span&gt; and yes, of course, the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Talking about decoration and trees, it's such a sad thing that I'm not putting a tree this year :(.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Last year I helped my aunt and uncle putting up and decorating a tree, and my batchmates and I, we put up our own tree in the hostel! And we had this small committee, making a stable, complete with all the statues of baby Jesus, Mary, Joseph, the angels, and the shepherds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But this year, I'm not spending my november and december in singapore! Which is a totally great thing, of course, but sadly, in here, my Christmas tree is kinda... spoiled and broken down. I asked my mum about buying a new one, but she said there was no space that is big enough to store it. So my house is kinda plain for this year's Christmas, but that's okay! We still have the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. YEAAAAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Talking about... hmm lemme think. the songs! Aaah I love listening to Christmas songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the good thing is that... they're everywhere this month! Yeay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're so calming and they somehow increase your&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. My favourite song is &lt;b&gt;Winter Wonderland, the Jason Mraz's version&lt;/b&gt;! And &lt;b&gt;White Christmas, Michael Buble's version&lt;/b&gt;. Ooh and there's this song which I'm not so sure what the title is, the lyrics are like this "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Long time ago, in Bethlehem, the holy Bible said // Mary's boy child, Jesus Christ // was born on Christmas day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" Well, that's the lyrics, if I'm not mistaken. It's such a nice song, I had a cassette of Christmas songs, with that song in it. However, the thing is broken now. Oh well, I'm gonna look for that song later! ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The next I'm gonna talk about is the mass. There's a particular mass I've never missed for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Christmas Eve mass! At my church, at 9 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finished minutes before 12, that's why I love it. Because it's so Christmas-Eve-ish! Lol :) I started going to this mass when I was in 4th grade of primary. My neighbours and my parents, they were in charge of the Christmas masses that year. And four children, including me, were to perform as angels! Man, that was the most feminine Christmas of my life, I guess. I was to wear white dress, plus the white wings, and dance to the songs sung by the choir. I remember, it was "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slamat slamat datang, Yesus Tuhanku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;." We were performing at the 5PM mass, the first Christmas Eve mass. After performing, we got out, and had our dinner. At 9PM, I went back for the second mass. The mass was so solemn, and aah, the choirs are always the best. They always succeed to instill such a great&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I decided that I'm gonna go again in the next years! Well, I do, till last year! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The FOOOOOOOOD. OHHH My favourite. Let's talk about this year's plan. My mum plans to cook&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; lamb chops&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; roasted chicken&lt;/span&gt; for the dinner! And she's thinking about baking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;brownies&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; some other kind of cakes&lt;/span&gt; (and I'm still trying to convince her to do ;)) Let's have some&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;on the food, baby! :9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ahh, the legend. I've always believed in Santa Claus, you know. just like other innocent, naive, kiddos.&amp;nbsp;But at age of, errr, I can't remember, I figured out that it was my parents who have always been buying me presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That year, they were buying me and my sister bicylce. Their plan of convincing us that it was Santa Claus who bought it was almost successful. Unfortunately, they left the warranty card on the bike. My mum's name was on it. Sigh. Reality hurts, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm thankful indeed, that my parents instilled the Santa Claus image in my sisters and me when we were young. We were such terrified kiddos when Christmas was approaching. We would try our very best to behave well, so that we would not be kidnapped by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Zwarte Pieten or Black Pete. There was a time when my sister was a crybaby, and one day when we went to a mall, we met this black pete guy. My mum talked to this guy, and bring this guy to my crying sis. After talking for a few minutes, my sis suddenly stopped crying, and after that, she was too scared to cry. Yes, my mum is -.-, but we were even more -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Yet heey! We grew in such a great Christmas&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, especially in the morning, when we ran all the way to the tree, and discovered that we had got a lot of presents. We would thank our parents and Santa Claus. Yes, we were naive, extremely naive, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Years after that, my sisters and I decided that, Hey, we should exchange presents! If Santa Claus does not exist, so why don't we, yes, we, become Santa Claus ourselves! So yeah, we have this habit of writing our wishlists, and exchanging it with each other. Before writing them down, we consider the budget. Then each of us will look through the list, and choose one thing that we would like to buy. Then we wrap them, hide them, and give them in the Christmas morning! It's always interesting, and we're always as excited as little toddlers when we're writing down our wishlist, buying each other's presents, and (of course) opening the presents! Yeah baby the&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'s on us! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Hmm, I don't think I need to talk about it again, as it's mentioned all throughout this post. Yes, you're right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;CHRISTMAS SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; is actually everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;It's in you. In me. In all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's better if we share it with everyone, isn't it? That, is why I'm sharing my experiences, my burning&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;of Christmas, right now with you guys! Well, you can freely do what my family do, too! Cook some lamb chops, roasted chick, bake some cakes, exchange some presents, put up a Christmas tree and &amp;nbsp;guess what. Perhaps in the future, I'd like to tell my kiddos that Santa Claus exists! :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #660000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #274e13;"&gt;EARLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #660000;"&gt; CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-6106501016451514053?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6106501016451514053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=6106501016451514053&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/6106501016451514053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/6106501016451514053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-in-less-than-month.html' title='CHRISTMAS IN LESS THAN A MONTH!'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-3820251104389219717</id><published>2010-11-22T13:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T13:17:22.793+07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAYLURE</title><content type='html'>Oh schweet. My project thingy is officially an epic FAYYYYYL-lure. it doesn't even consist of more than five friggin letters. I beg you my apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways. I'm now back home! Yes. For two fucking months. Well it's not two full months, though, but still, it's the longest holiday I get this year. I'm gonna be in Indonesia till THE FIRST OF JANUARY, BABYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so let's talk about FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a thing that no one wants to happen in their lives, of course it is. But sadly, some wants it to happen in others' lives. Others, as in, enemies and rivals, perhaps. For myself, failure has been, I may say, my sweet companion throughout this whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as a companion, it makes me learn, too. I learnt that failure is only a small rock on my way, which I can jump over easily, with enough determination and perseverance. It may hurt when you hit the rock, but after that pain, you can't deny that you're tougher. You're stronger, and you're ready to face another rock. And perhaps, you'd prepare yourself with buffers, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah, failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-3820251104389219717?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3820251104389219717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=3820251104389219717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3820251104389219717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3820251104389219717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/11/faylure.html' title='FAYLURE'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-5921074082218443655</id><published>2010-10-22T15:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T15:08:18.602+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 letters project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>DAY 2 - MY PARENTS</title><content type='html'>Dear mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for motivating me, and encouraging me to keep moving forward. thanks for being so patient for my homesickness and my mood swings. thanks for being so supportive and affectionate. thanks for being a great friend, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for accepting my middling scores and marks. thanks for cheering me up when I cried. thanks for telling me jokes to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mum: thanks for sending me those daily bread, they're wonderful. and thanks for being so "gawulsszsz". you're the best.&lt;br /&gt;to dad: thanks for being so patient and caring about my issues, even though sometimes I've been very irritating. you're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm very sorry if I had hurt both of you in any ways before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egi :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-5921074082218443655?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5921074082218443655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=5921074082218443655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5921074082218443655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5921074082218443655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-2-my-parents.html' title='DAY 2 - MY PARENTS'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4619184417550129845</id><published>2010-10-21T20:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:25:55.377+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 letters project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>DAY 1 - MY BEST FRIEND(S)</title><content type='html'>Dear besties,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being in my life. I mean it, THANKYOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I haven't been thanking you enough for your existence in my life, I really apologise. I wish I had been telling you more often ._. I agree with what my friend once said, that people can actually have more than one best friend. Yes, I have quite an amount of best friends. Cos my definition of best friend is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a person who stays by your side, and with whom you feel that your life is colourful and meaningful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends are not necessarily the ones who is always with you anytime, as I learnt that distance does not hamper the relationship between us. And they are not necessarily the ones whom I have known for years, as I learnt that best friends could appear out of nowhere, enter your life, and in a blast of days they can be a big part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough with my opinion. In short, I have more than one best friend, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to thank you, yes, YOU, for these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks for being such a wonderful listener when I needed someone to babble and ramble to. thankyou!&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks for always motivating me, cheering me up, convincing me that my life is worth fighting for, and telling me not to give up. you're the reason why I'm still surviving here at the moment. thankyou :).&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks for confiding me with your secrets and stories, I'm thankful that you trust me with your problems and everything. Thankyou :).&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks for all the silly moments, for doing stupid things together, laughing out loud with me, rolling on the floor with me, giggling bimbotically with me, and joking idiotically with me. You colour my life :).&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks for giving me solutions for my problems. Thanks for telling me that it is not the end of the world, and thanks for staying as my friend even though I'm far far away from you (for you who lives back in Indonesia), even though I'm such a bad friend that I rarely call you. Every short message you sent me is priceless. Thankyou :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd like to say sorry, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(to those in Indonesia) Sorry for being such a bad friend, for not giving you birthday presents on time, for not attending your birthday party, for not being by your side when you've got problems, for not helping you when you've got difficulties or whatever, for not hanging out with you when you were bored and needed someone to go out with. I'm sorry :(.&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry for being such an incapable psychologist, as I often could not come up with solutions for your problems, so I could only pat your back and say "cheer up"&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry for having such a terrible mood swing, that I sometimes look so miserable and annoying, and I could not be a nice friend.&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry for being such a selfish and tactless person sometimes, and for not being able to react appropriately when you tell me your stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I think that is all. But please, do remember. I love you, no matter what. Even though you didn't think that I am your best friend, that is totally okay. Everyone's got different opinion about what best friend means, anyway :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovesssssss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4619184417550129845?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4619184417550129845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4619184417550129845&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4619184417550129845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4619184417550129845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-1-my-best-friends.html' title='DAY 1 - MY BEST FRIEND(S)'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-3981717766755076523</id><published>2010-10-21T20:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:22:47.199+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 letters project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>30 LETTERS PROJECT!</title><content type='html'>Yo fellow bloggers! Exams are over, and the only things blocking my way to total freedom are Science Practical Assessments or SPAs (super ironic, right, "spa" is supposed to be relaxing. but it is a freaking practical test here in singapore ._.) and my o'level mother tounge exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to do this project here in my blog, which I found in the internet, and which one of my friend &lt;a href="http://cicewechiki.blogspot.com/"&gt;tenny&lt;/a&gt; has already been doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project is called 30 letters project. As it clearly states, I'm going to write 30 letters to different parties in my life, one each day. It may be directed to you! Yes, you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stay tuned ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovesssssss, egi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-3981717766755076523?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3981717766755076523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=3981717766755076523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3981717766755076523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3981717766755076523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-letters-project.html' title='30 LETTERS PROJECT!'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-922345432689916028</id><published>2010-10-18T00:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:49:48.293+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>FAREWELL, SENIORS</title><content type='html'>OMG FINALLY THE FAREWELL WAS OVER YESTERDAYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been fighting and spending sleepless nights and struggling with my macbook and writing 78 messages for my 78 seniors and it was exam period, too. I was so scaaaaaared that they wouldnt enjoy the farewell, especially the JC2s, who have some "high expectations" and high "tendency" to "boo" us away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I know that it wasn't perfect, but they enjoyed it. That's all we (the committees) want :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsbOtH-PII/AAAAAAAAAb4/7vgmAup3-O4/s1600/IMG_9362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsbOtH-PII/AAAAAAAAAb4/7vgmAup3-O4/s640/IMG_9362.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Costumes on! :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsbcRD4e6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/_Ega_g7rsto/s1600/IMG_9382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsbcRD4e6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/_Ega_g7rsto/s640/IMG_9382.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THE JC2s, plus anisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsh5YAHhgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OHdaYaAyBow/s1600/69877_436754288308_561568308_5251001_6616236_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsh5YAHhgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OHdaYaAyBow/s640/69877_436754288308_561568308_5251001_6616236_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the JC2s &lt;s&gt;TERRORISTS&lt;/s&gt; FREEDOM FIGHTERS! They're super creative! look at the suicide bombers costume! There are redoxons and freaking calculators! HAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsiDuWITfI/AAAAAAAAAcE/DLAHO6Yfi44/s1600/IMG_9345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsiDuWITfI/AAAAAAAAAcE/DLAHO6Yfi44/s640/IMG_9345.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the lovely senioressssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsiVr_9rDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/MRP38Pbn7yQ/s1600/IMG_9373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsiVr_9rDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/MRP38Pbn7yQ/s640/IMG_9373.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my batchmatesssss + anisa! (she's such a superstar that night hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsirbHjEII/AAAAAAAAAcM/sbCPQB0jQCs/s1600/IMG_9397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsirbHjEII/AAAAAAAAAcM/sbCPQB0jQCs/s640/IMG_9397.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rena with the terrorist :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsjPj93MLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/lRYcyumCYsM/s1600/IMG_9409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsjPj93MLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/lRYcyumCYsM/s640/IMG_9409.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsjrrTC-5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/X7JckJTPHb8/s1600/IMG_9421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsjrrTC-5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/X7JckJTPHb8/s640/IMG_9421.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLskF1WQp2I/AAAAAAAAAcY/SP_15hg6QeU/s1600/IMG_9475.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLskF1WQp2I/AAAAAAAAAcY/SP_15hg6QeU/s640/IMG_9475.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;another pics of my seniors! their costumes are EPIC! &amp;lt;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLskoUDSCuI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5DFJvEjJTXo/s1600/IMG_9650.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLskoUDSCuI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5DFJvEjJTXo/s640/IMG_9650.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;MY SISTAAAAA &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3. Gonna miss youuuuuu :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsoJuGbgaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/dXft8LeOxT8/s1600/IMG_9740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsoJuGbgaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/dXft8LeOxT8/s640/IMG_9740.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;here are the sec 4s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'll surely miss them all! Even tho it's been only a year, I feel like having a second family here in CJCH. I seriously can't imagine how hostel life would be without such seniors like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next year, I am the senior. That would feel super weird, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiks. I'm speechless. All of you are the best seniors one could ever ask, bener deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything. Udah mau ngajarin gue disaat otak gue nge-lag, udah mau memotivasi gue supaya lebih kiasu dan jadi the ultimate mugger, udah mau menghibur gue disaat gue down atau stress atau sedih atau kangen rumah, udah mau bagi-bagi makanan ke gue, udah mau menggossip bersama gue, udah mau dengerin gue ngoceh sampe ngalor ngidul, udah mau curhat ke gue, dan masih banyak lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate everything that you guys have done to me, even by just smiling and saying hello when we met at the corridors or whatever. You guys are the funniest, friendliest, nicest, cutest, most caring, and sweetest seniors eveerrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've coloured my life. You make me feel normal. You make me feel at home :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for all of you, seniorsss. Remember that you still have a home here, in CJCH :''''').&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-922345432689916028?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/922345432689916028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=922345432689916028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/922345432689916028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/922345432689916028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/10/farewell-seniors.html' title='FAREWELL, SENIORS'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TLsbOtH-PII/AAAAAAAAAb4/7vgmAup3-O4/s72-c/IMG_9362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-195810515807893091</id><published>2010-10-05T20:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:42:13.132+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>RANDOMS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TKsq3Xbml0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/IqgZypqklRY/s1600/randoms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TKsq3Xbml0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/IqgZypqklRY/s640/randoms.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'M SUPER RANDOM NOW&lt;br /&gt;as;ldfj;ladkfgj;dafhgl;djfghlxkj;lzknc,xpqpowierpoiut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to end of year exams, for making me experiencing brain retardation. rawrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-195810515807893091?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/195810515807893091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=195810515807893091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/195810515807893091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/195810515807893091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/10/randoms.html' title='RANDOMS.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TKsq3Xbml0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/IqgZypqklRY/s72-c/randoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4845801534288423288</id><published>2010-09-21T21:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:31:10.010+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>FEELINGS.</title><content type='html'>I've been an ultimate liar in telling what and how I feel to others. I must admit, that I don't really feel comfortable telling a friend that I have a crush, or I hate you, or I'm homesick, or I want you to shut up, I love you, I like your style, or all sorts of feelings that people tell to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be a tweeter, and I write a lot on it, and I have a blog in which I write about myself, but I'm a sucker when it comes to feelings. A total sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I'm mad, I prefer to swallow them down. Well, it doesn't work really well nowadays. I just can't stand those anger feelings sometimes, and all I wanted was to blow them up, and let them away. However, I just can't. Okay, you can tell me I'm a coward, stupid disgusting hypocrite or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I just keep them to myself, stay quiet, and listened to songs in my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, perhaps another problem is that I don't have someone to talk to. Well, I have friends here, don't get me wrong, but I haven't found the one whom I can't confide all my darkest secrets which I'm not comfortable to share with casual acquaintances, talk about things that burden me, or simply just do silly things together with greatest pleasure as if what we do is the most extraordinary thing on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise if my blabber is getting off the senses. Or if my english is not understandable, or if it's mistaken in any ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting to realise that I'm such a terrible blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4845801534288423288?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4845801534288423288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4845801534288423288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4845801534288423288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4845801534288423288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/09/feelings.html' title='FEELINGS.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-941177804326840170</id><published>2010-07-30T20:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T20:14:12.488+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>"ANTEVASIN" - In betweener</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tayuna.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/read_eat-pray-love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.tayuna.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/read_eat-pray-love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! it's been awhile since the last time I posted. well, the title - &lt;i&gt;ANTEVASIN&lt;/i&gt;, if youre wondering, means "in betweener", or literally: one who lives in the border in sanskrit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this word from a book, EAT PRAY LOVE. A nice book, though it's a bit tedious in some parts.&lt;br /&gt;So let me explain something about the word, which I took from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;i&gt;antevasin&lt;/i&gt; lives in sight of both worlds, and he/she looks towards the unknown part. According to the literal translation, he/she is a scholar, not a villager, but not the one living deep in the unexplored woods either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in the modern world, it means living on the line between your old thinking and your new understanding, and always in state of learning.&lt;br /&gt;As he/she advances forward in his/her studies and realisations, the border is always moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think this word describes me in some ways. Not really about the fact that I'm a scholar, but more that the in-betweener thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent so much time during my leisure times wondering what I'm supposed to be, what I wanna be, and what things I'm good at, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not any of those people who are super talented, nor am I an indifferent idiot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the kind of ingenious artist, nor am I a person with no sense of art.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a prodigious musician, nor am I a person with no music understanding.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an extrovert who is able to adapt everywhere, nor am I an introvert who can't socialise.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the type of person who takes things very seriously, nor am I a type of person who is super laid back.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a person who is extremely devoted to GOD and a religious girl who desires to be a nun, nor am I an atheist that have no faith in any gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm just a slippery &lt;i&gt;antevasin&lt;/i&gt;, betwixt and between, a student on the ever-shifting border near the wonderful, scary forest of the new." - Elizabeth Gilbert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-941177804326840170?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/941177804326840170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=941177804326840170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/941177804326840170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/941177804326840170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/07/antevasin-in-betweener.html' title='&quot;ANTEVASIN&quot; - In betweener'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-9178134459316720832</id><published>2010-07-21T19:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T19:22:48.676+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>PASCA WORLDCUP 2010 ;)</title><content type='html'>I know it's a bit too late, but nevermind, I'm just posting for fun ;D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these photos were taken from http://fuckyeahworldcup.tumblr.com/ -- if you're super curious and can't get enough of the worldcup fever, go visit the website! it's duper awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me myself? I support HOLLAND, from 2006! Well, cant wait till brazil 2014! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enjoy these photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5gbacZ3YS1qbblkeo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1279799485&amp;amp;Signature=Md1jZoM13Cg4UkySxR58SNcXHAk%3D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5gbacZ3YS1qbblkeo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1279799485&amp;amp;Signature=Md1jZoM13Cg4UkySxR58SNcXHAk%3D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5g7gimZj31qbblkeo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1279799756&amp;amp;Signature=TL6F0KuPsTBpF7uUNAPCDuI2XjY%3D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TEbkT3SBGMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/FHrMwD5jaK4/s1600/tumblr_l5excqWgRu1qbblkeo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TEbkT3SBGMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/FHrMwD5jaK4/s640/tumblr_l5excqWgRu1qbblkeo1_500.jpg" width="580" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CONGRATS SPAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TEbk3kGGKnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qc2ajmGOF1g/s1600/4777081203_18bf1c2355_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="620" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TEbk3kGGKnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qc2ajmGOF1g/s640/4777081203_18bf1c2355_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From TOP: Kuyt, Sneijder, Huntelaar, Robben, Van Persie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TEblee3dS8I/AAAAAAAAAbA/qY3St9O1y3s/s1600/4782105449_01e092c011_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TEblee3dS8I/AAAAAAAAAbA/qY3St9O1y3s/s640/4782105449_01e092c011_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Left to Right: Pique, Puyol, Villa, Xavi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enough for now! See you in 2014 ;);).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-9178134459316720832?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9178134459316720832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=9178134459316720832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/9178134459316720832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/9178134459316720832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/07/pasca-worldcup-2010.html' title='PASCA WORLDCUP 2010 ;)'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TEbiND8GwTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/EDB7_axTyK0/s72-c/4784101873_fa89cc1090_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-3905899291195276450</id><published>2010-07-14T21:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:52:33.140+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>TIMETABLE OF MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TD3Oz2kc5UI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/lWbuDR_XqfU/s1600/Photo+on+2010-05-30+at+19.48+%233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="460" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TD3Oz2kc5UI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/lWbuDR_XqfU/s640/Photo+on+2010-05-30+at+19.48+%233.jpg" width="620" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, this is me. I'm... exhausted. stressed. Yes, it's unavoidable. Everybody I know is kinda stressed here. Wanna know some reasons why? Here, let me introduce you the timetable of my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0545 - alarm rings&lt;br /&gt;0600 - shower time&lt;br /&gt;0610 - a short nap&lt;br /&gt;0630 - wakey wakey.&lt;br /&gt;0645 - breakfast&lt;br /&gt;0710 - go to school: walk down through the college, walk through the flyover, wait for the bus, hop on bus for two stops, walk through apartments, and finally, arrive at school.&lt;br /&gt;0730 - morning assembly: listen to announcement, singapore's national anthem and pledge, christian hymn, morning prayer.&lt;br /&gt;0750 - lessons start -.-&lt;br /&gt;around 1310-1430 - lessons end&lt;br /&gt;1400 - english tuition till 4pm (monday)&lt;br /&gt;1500 - Red Cross (sigh -.-) till 6pm or later (tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;1500 - Higher malay lessons till 5pm (wednesday-friday)&lt;br /&gt;1700-1800 or later - arrive at hostel, shower, (if there is time, a short nap), dinner&lt;br /&gt;1900 - settling down: continue the nap, tidying things up, blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;2000-2200 - prep time: it means four words, study&amp;amp; do your homework(sssss).&lt;br /&gt;2200 - hostel comm meeting, or if there is no meeting, then you can relax a bit.&lt;br /&gt;2300 - lights out. darky darky. brush teeth, wash feet, pee.&lt;br /&gt;2330/2400 - good night world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing repeats on the all weekdays. Now you have something in your mind right, about how monotone my life is. maybe you'll ask, what about weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these recent weekends, my "lovely" CCA (co-curricular activity), red cross, have been invading my life. we've got trainings and trainings and tests and blabla on saturday, from morning till noon. if I'm lucky, there are no more disturbance for my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, my only wishes are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*more sleep&lt;br /&gt;*less red cross&lt;br /&gt;*my family&lt;br /&gt;*my friends&lt;br /&gt;and most of all: home :(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-3905899291195276450?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3905899291195276450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=3905899291195276450&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3905899291195276450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3905899291195276450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/07/timetable-of-my-life.html' title='TIMETABLE OF MY LIFE'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TD3Oz2kc5UI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/lWbuDR_XqfU/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-05-30+at+19.48+%233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-7007146700406470856</id><published>2010-06-30T23:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:02:30.962+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>I MISS MY BELOVED 9B LIKE HELL :(</title><content type='html'>:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(. My life was a LOT better with them, the people I really-really-really HATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate them for making me very eager and looking forward to go  out with them, spending not only few hours, but the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtgkqsTSdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/JbT2t6-m3pQ/s1600/IMG_2229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtgkqsTSdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/JbT2t6-m3pQ/s640/IMG_2229.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtgtWRgdMI/AAAAAAAAAYA/wCNSIOMRwK0/s1600/IMG_2338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtgtWRgdMI/AAAAAAAAAYA/wCNSIOMRwK0/s640/IMG_2338.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCthg_vHTZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UK3THbteXgw/s1600/IMG_2393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCthg_vHTZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UK3THbteXgw/s640/IMG_2393.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate them for not wanting to go back to this friggin place  after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtibVQjYUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Ws2Zx4S534o/s1600/IMG_4721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtibVQjYUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Ws2Zx4S534o/s640/IMG_4721.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCti-LUKuWI/AAAAAAAAAYg/PTtnNOqLh-w/s1600/IMG_4578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCti-LUKuWI/AAAAAAAAAYg/PTtnNOqLh-w/s640/IMG_4578.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtjbxIjvGI/AAAAAAAAAYo/VOiZkekSfts/s1600/IMG_4575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtjbxIjvGI/AAAAAAAAAYo/VOiZkekSfts/s640/IMG_4575.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hate them for addicting me to go out with them every time I'm back home. We'll go out, anywhere is okay. We'll talk talk talk, take pics take pics take pics. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtkvsDYjPI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RXvFRp69KFs/s1600/IMG_5738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtkvsDYjPI/AAAAAAAAAYw/RXvFRp69KFs/s640/IMG_5738.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtlJR-iGVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Cj62_Qu6Lyw/s1600/IMG_5650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtlJR-iGVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Cj62_Qu6Lyw/s640/IMG_5650.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate them for making me miss junior high school so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtnbqjjb_I/AAAAAAAAAZY/jHZMFheyVKk/s1600/9Bimage7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtnbqjjb_I/AAAAAAAAAZY/jHZMFheyVKk/s640/9Bimage7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtnd8asgbI/AAAAAAAAAZg/mb-Qn8WQukw/s1600/9Bimage12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="560" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtnd8asgbI/AAAAAAAAAZg/mb-Qn8WQukw/s640/9Bimage12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate them because they make me laugh every time I  remembered those  silly things we did together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtng-xocjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/y_YA0eVnklQ/s1600/IMG_6824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtng-xocjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/y_YA0eVnklQ/s640/IMG_6824.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtnjvHjb_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/nEnfqt4_4Mk/s1600/IMG_8469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtnjvHjb_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/nEnfqt4_4Mk/s640/IMG_8469.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtoha-1zvI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_qZ2lILPXjc/s1600/9Bimage2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="544" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtoha-1zvI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_qZ2lILPXjc/s640/9Bimage2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtp6H4MsrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/3NnpbsTbbI0/s1600/9b26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtp6H4MsrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/3NnpbsTbbI0/s640/9b26.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate them for there are too many photos to upload every time I went out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtmreMWVnI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/br2PwnG_jQI/s1600/IMG_6519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtmreMWVnI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/br2PwnG_jQI/s640/IMG_6519.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtmMCQSsoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MF6_faFNNlM/s1600/IMG_6586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtmMCQSsoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MF6_faFNNlM/s640/IMG_6586.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But what I hate the most is that because I REALLY LOVE THEM SO MUCH! I have to spare some spaces in my heart for them! :*:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-7007146700406470856?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7007146700406470856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=7007146700406470856&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7007146700406470856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7007146700406470856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-my-beloved-9b-like-hell.html' title='I MISS MY BELOVED 9B LIKE HELL :('/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TCtgkqsTSdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/JbT2t6-m3pQ/s72-c/IMG_2229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2588480194585137176</id><published>2010-06-08T12:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:17:45.544+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>A LIFE: STARVING CAMP, CLASS OUTING, DELA'S FAREWELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I just realised that I'm such a slackish blogger.&amp;nbsp;And due to that reason, my blog's going nowhere. Sheesh. But hey, I'm doing my best here now to be a better blogger! So here's another post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well finally, after a quite-torturing three month period in singapore, I'm finally home again. YES, for goodness sake, I'm home. Life's back to normal here at home. However, unfortunately I must be back on thursday. yes, this friggin thursday 10th of june. So here are my short days at home, and I'm trying all the best I can to live them to the fullest :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Lately, I had been on some activities. Some are quite dull, some are awesome, some gave me new friends, some strengthened the bonds with existing friends, some is about a friend who's leaving, and etcetra etcetra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Anyway, I've provided you guys some photos to tell you guys about the activities, and also, to relax your eyes. Let's start from the latest ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3Jf7laP9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/796SXUXlJ1M/s1600/27860_1379367719233_1083117773_30903270_1815806_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3Jf7laP9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/796SXUXlJ1M/s640/27860_1379367719233_1083117773_30903270_1815806_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here goes THURAIN, my group during Famine Camp on last 4-5 june. Believe it or not, we passed 30 HOURS without any food. Yes, you read me right, THIRTY HOURS. I must admit that I felt hungry, but then I survived. Hahaha. I feel rily proud about this thing, since I've never done any fasting for the last 16 years of my life. From that camp, I got 30 hours CIP. Man, I'm so proud of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ohh, and my group is damn fun! Well, sometimes I felt kinda bored of the activities and everything, but they cheered me up with some singaporean jokes, random words about cheesefries, and we kept on yelling "They're hungry, but I'm starving!" --- which is a complete contrast from the motto of the camp, "I'm hungry, but they're starving." Even though I barely knew them, it seems like we've been friends for a long time! HAHA :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Anyway, if you're wondering what&amp;nbsp;is this camp all about, and why the hell we want to starve for 30 hours, check the website: &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.30hourfamine.org.sg/"&gt;http://www.30hourfamine.org.sg/&lt;/a&gt; :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Let's move further back. On the first day of holiday, 28 may, my class had an outing to sentosa! Yes, my smartypanties classmates and I went to vivocity, and took monorails to the island. Unfortunately, my bloody camera ran out of battery even before we got on the island itself! Dumb me, I forgot to charge it ._. Thanks to my friends, however, I still got the photos on the island! Heehee :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3MiiIFp0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/7OZmbeCeZAk/s1600/32479_1444134299415_1114850142_31312014_5421120_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3MiiIFp0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/7OZmbeCeZAk/s640/32479_1444134299415_1114850142_31312014_5421120_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;These are my classmates from INDONESIA! actually, there are eight of us, but anastasia and claudia were not there :/. from left to right: ida, stephanie, me, natalia, michelle, claudy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3MkYmbBuI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xMeasab33Tc/s1600/31391_10150208710780305_763960304_12545338_8318533_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3MkYmbBuI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xMeasab33Tc/s640/31391_10150208710780305_763960304_12545338_8318533_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And these are my other classmates! Actually there are 40 of us in a class, but some were not coming to the outing, and some others are not joining the picture-taking. but nevermind, THREEONE ROCKS :D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Let's move another few steps back. On sunday, 23 may, one of my "sisters"&amp;nbsp;was leaving. With leaving, it means that she's terminating from the scholarship, and not staying in CJ anymore. As some of you may know, I've been in singapore for 6 months. These six months rily tighten bonds between me and others staying with me in the hostel. We're like a family. I've got lots of sisters and brothers altogether. We celebrate birthdays, we spend days and nights together, we talk, laugh, cry, go out, watch movies, church, and doing all stuff together. But then, one is leaving. Her name's delania, or dela, for short. She's one of the many sisters I have there. Her room's used to be&amp;nbsp;in front of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So on that day, we went out to changi to "send her home". There are quite a number of us, and we chattered as we go by MRT all the way to the airport. From the time we left the hostel to the time before she left for boarding, we took some photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3PLaBmcjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/6bYIWP1KB7c/s1600/30934_1476177431051_1432170697_1214171_7368380_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3PLaBmcjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/6bYIWP1KB7c/s640/30934_1476177431051_1432170697_1214171_7368380_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you're wondering what on earth is that, They're supposed to be read D-E-L-A. Hahahaha. from left to right: claudia (audi), elizabeth (eliz), ME, and claudy :). &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3PMzwnGBI/AAAAAAAAAXI/FXTJeHgaq_s/s1600/30934_1476177511053_1432170697_1214172_6252303_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3PMzwnGBI/AAAAAAAAAXI/FXTJeHgaq_s/s640/30934_1476177511053_1432170697_1214172_6252303_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3QoT04y_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/szLM7CdiL-A/s1600/30934_1476177671057_1432170697_1214174_8340282_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3QoT04y_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/szLM7CdiL-A/s640/30934_1476177671057_1432170697_1214174_8340282_n.jpg" width="422" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3PRrefSiI/AAAAAAAAAXY/aY_JCDqKgLw/s1600/30934_1476178391075_1432170697_1214191_6389527_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3PRrefSiI/AAAAAAAAAXY/aY_JCDqKgLw/s640/30934_1476178391075_1432170697_1214191_6389527_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3RHpz8U6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/qCqHiE2rftw/s1600/30934_1476178271072_1432170697_1214188_1714846_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3RHpz8U6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/qCqHiE2rftw/s640/30934_1476178271072_1432170697_1214188_1714846_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ohh, here is one of the photos that we gave to dela as the "last present". Hihi, on the left is nael, and dela's on the right ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3PSkIIhwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZIYUrWba-eM/s1600/30934_1476178751084_1432170697_1214199_2415130_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3PSkIIhwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZIYUrWba-eM/s640/30934_1476178751084_1432170697_1214199_2415130_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;There she goes. We miss&amp;nbsp;you, dela!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that's all for now. Post to you later! :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-2588480194585137176?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2588480194585137176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2588480194585137176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2588480194585137176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2588480194585137176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-starving-camp-class-outing-delas.html' title='A LIFE: STARVING CAMP, CLASS OUTING, DELA&apos;S FAREWELL'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TA3Jf7laP9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/796SXUXlJ1M/s72-c/27860_1379367719233_1083117773_30903270_1815806_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-7133384671396964934</id><published>2010-05-07T21:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:46:27.549+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>MIDYEAR;RANDOMS.</title><content type='html'>Hi blog-walkers, constant readers, and dearest friends :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not being consistent in blogging. I need to stuck my head into school books. yes, school books, my friends, you read me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this thing called mid year exams. &lt;br /&gt;Well, just like other exams, it's super stressful. super annoying. super hard. super make-you-not-able-to-go-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. thank GOD it's going to end soon, and then I'll be able to enjoy my life again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you guys updated, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randoms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;*Ohh anyway, I just made my formspring account! I know I'm sooo late, but late is even better than not doing it at all, right :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;soo, go and ask me anything! Click here: &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/reginaekaputri"&gt;formspring.me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;**PHOTOSSSS ;D. they make my world goes around :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;DOLLIES;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S-Ql6CK7aBI/AAAAAAAAAWY/66ycG9sQX8Q/s1600/IMG_5991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S-Ql6CK7aBI/AAAAAAAAAWY/66ycG9sQX8Q/s640/IMG_5991.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"grawr. i am angry. go away!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S-QmgVJB_nI/AAAAAAAAAWg/6HRPLOYDwlw/s1600/IMG_5995.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S-QmgVJB_nI/AAAAAAAAAWg/6HRPLOYDwlw/s640/IMG_5995.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"admit it, i'm just too cute to be unhugged, right?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-7133384671396964934?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7133384671396964934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=7133384671396964934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7133384671396964934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7133384671396964934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/05/midyearrandoms.html' title='MIDYEAR;RANDOMS.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S-Ql6CK7aBI/AAAAAAAAAWY/66ycG9sQX8Q/s72-c/IMG_5991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-5433186205988217624</id><published>2010-04-17T10:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T10:55:51.298+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>Hi, fellas! Well, you're probably wondering what the hell does the title mean. Kinda lame, I know, but those five things are the five main things I do every single day. Yes, only those things, no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, plus browsing, perhaps, but I just got my laptop, and I don't think browsing is gonna be a regular thing for me, thanks to those damn schoolwork(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you all think? I cant say that my life is AWE-some, neither I can say that my life super duper sucks. (saying that it sucks would just make it sucks deeper, trust me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm trying to do right now, convincing myself that my life is good - well at least it MUST be good so that it's worth to be lived, and I'm currently trying to encourage myself to be a tough girl, a very patient, thoughtful, and cheerful one, instead of being moody and stressed whenever I got super exhausted due to (AGAIN), those damn schoolwork(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my dear fellows, so far it has been MEGA difficult. yes, my friend, MEGA. If I can exaggerate more, it's ULTRA DIFFICULT. (I wonder which is bigger, mega or ultra?).&lt;br /&gt;I've been biting my lips every time my mood drops and I'd like to shout to some annoying people, and it freaks me out sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I also need to consider my friends' moods. I live a similar life here with them, so sometimes, when I got bad mood, they have bad mood, too. Well, when two or more people with super bad mood gather together, you can see some shits flying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past months, I've been such a "sekia" (meaning, a little child; childish person) by crying my mood out, texting my mum, saying that I want to go home, I'm sick of my life, and those sorts of things. I had been very selfish too, by asking both my mum and dad to come here, and leave my two sisters back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I realise that I can't do that forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I need to act like a sixteen year old girl who has decided to accept this thing, and live in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I cant regret everything I have done.&lt;br /&gt;I cant cry all night for those regrets, which would result in huge eyebags and stuck nose on the next day.&lt;br /&gt;I cant blame my friends for what I got wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I need to consider their mood.&lt;br /&gt;I cant text my mum by capslock words and ask her to come here just because I got bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to live my life on my own. I cant depend on my mum and my dad forever, and neither I can depend on my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one whom I should have leaned on is JESUS alone. Sheesh. Living alone makes you realise that you need to build up a stronger faith, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I need to try a bit more. good luck for me, I guess :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-5433186205988217624?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5433186205988217624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=5433186205988217624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5433186205988217624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5433186205988217624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-life.html' title='MY LIFE'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-773407938897311433</id><published>2010-04-12T20:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:49:58.186+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>HALLO DUNIA!</title><content type='html'>okay sorry to disappoint you, but I'm writing in my mother tounge for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYA KANGEN INDOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggak pernah kebayang sebelumnya kalau gue bisa sekangen ini sama indo. keluarga, kamar tidur, rumahnya, makanannya, tempat-tempat ngecengnya, barang-barang murahnya, BALInya, temen-temen, sekolah, bahkan (percaya ato nggak) gue juga kangen upacara bendera sambil nyanyiin Indonesia Raya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata setiap hari harus berdiri diem dan pasang muka serius sambil dengerin temen-temen singaporean gue nyanyi "majulah singapura" dan nyebutin pledge mereka, aaargh timbul satu perasaan dimana gue pengen teriak, literally teriak, Pancasila, dan nyanyiin lagu Indonesia Raya! dan gue terus berpikir kalo bendera singapore yang merah-putih plus bulan sabit dan bintang itu adalah bendera INDONESIA, tapi bernoda putih bentuk bulan sabit dan bintang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke maafkan atas kelancangan gue, tapi itu hanya apa yang ada di pikiran gue, so no offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD, Indo itu sangat ngangenin! gue harus mengakui bahwa mata dan kuping gue selalu "jelalatan" nyari-nyari muka orang indo, dan suara orang yang ngomong bahasa indonesia. kalau ketemu, gue ga akan nyapa sih, tapi gue bakal cengar-cengir bahagia dan sumringah sepanjang hari itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan, gue ngebela-belain ke gereja Cathedral of Good Shepherd yang (lumayan) jauh dari hostel gue, dan gereja itu kondisinya nggak bisa dibilang bagus kaya gereja-gereja lainnya yang ada disini, tapi gue ketagihan dateng misa disana simply because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak banget orang indo disana. dari turis, sampe sesama scholars yang katolik, mereka semua gereja disana. dan orang indo itu gampang banget dikenalin lewat suaranya yang (ehem) agak TOA-- alias keras, maka itu gampang lah gue sadar kalau orang yang duduk di depan gue itu orang indo, atau yg dibelakang gue , yg lagi grasak-grusuk itu pasti orang indo. Tapi gue nggak kesel atau pun bete sama sekali kok. justru kebalikannya, I feel just like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and until now, I'm craving for anything "Indonesian". jadi kalo ada dari kalian yang ada usul-saran tempat yang "Indo banget" di singapore, please please kasih tau gue okaayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! Salam INDO! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-773407938897311433?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/773407938897311433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=773407938897311433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/773407938897311433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/773407938897311433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/04/hallo-dunia.html' title='HALLO DUNIA!'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2744949716429771646</id><published>2010-03-17T14:38:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:00:23.646+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>THE EARTH WANTS TO REST, HELP HER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't you know that the earth is exhausted? Yes. She really wants&amp;nbsp;to rest. An hour would be good enough. However, she needs our help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, we can help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Simply join &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;earth hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Switch off your lamps for an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;DO YOU KNOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;If 10% of Jakarta's population switched off their lamps for an hour, we can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;save 300 Mega Watts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;reduce Carbon Dioxide emission by 267 tons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;save 267 trees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;That's only Jakarta. As y'all know, we need a lot MORE than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;So please, please, please. Let the earth rest for a peaceful one hour, by &lt;strong&gt;switching off your lamps&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/assets/img/tools/posters/EH_A4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.earthhour.org/assets/img/tools/posters/EH_A4.jpg" vt="true" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;10 THINGS TO DO DURING THE DARKNESS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;1. Gather up your friends, have a great talk ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your friends can't come? Call them! Have a fun phone-talk :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Play with your candles and flashlight, plussss your CAMERA!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yes the three of them would make such a beautiful photo :D. Look what I did last year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S6CDBB74a8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/2CSHn25v-pc/s1600-h/be+the+light.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S6CDBB74a8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/2CSHn25v-pc/s400/be+the+light.JPG" vt="true" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S6CDU9fv-xI/AAAAAAAAAVI/mLNRa9Uoe7M/s1600-h/candle+in+hands.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="430" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S6CDU9fv-xI/AAAAAAAAAVI/mLNRa9Uoe7M/s400/candle+in+hands.JPG" vt="true" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S6CDchKxVpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/V0YalgYcszA/s1600-h/desperaux.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S6CDchKxVpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/V0YalgYcszA/s400/desperaux.JPG" vt="true" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S6CGZ3zgSVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OxCr8UBxNCE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="430" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S6CGZ3zgSVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OxCr8UBxNCE/s400/untitled.bmp" vt="true" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;See, it's as fun as it's bright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;4. You can play piano, guitar, or any other musical instruments? This is a wonderful time to practise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have a super cute candle light dinner (or perhaps supper)&amp;nbsp;with your family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you charged your iPod? This is a very good time to shuffle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ooh, watching DVDs in the dark would feel like you're watching it in the cinema!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Make a delicious buttery popcorn, and voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Travel along your neighborhood with your sis/bro!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy the peaceful darkness with your bike, or perhaps, on foot ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have videocam? Do record this special period of darkness! Have some silly act, and Action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you as exhausted as the earth herself? Well, have a good sleep then!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Make sure you switch off the lights! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SOO, ARE YOU NOW READY? SPREAD THE WORD, THEN! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember, small things matter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-2744949716429771646?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2744949716429771646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2744949716429771646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2744949716429771646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2744949716429771646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-wants-to-rest-help-her.html' title='THE EARTH WANTS TO REST, HELP HER.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/S6CDBB74a8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/2CSHn25v-pc/s72-c/be+the+light.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4488498092651757254</id><published>2010-03-14T09:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T09:48:43.738+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>I'M HOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One's home is like a delicious piece of pie you order in a restaurant on a country road one cozy evening - the best piece of pie you have ever eaten in your life - and can never find again. After you leave home, you may find yourself feeling homesick, even if you have a new home that has nicer wallpaper and a more efficient dishwasher than the home in which you grew up." ~&lt;/em&gt;Lemony Snicket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There's never such a place like home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two years ago, I would say "yeah, right" and take no further bother about that quote. but now, as things change, and my life is kinda changing too, I really agree with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There really is no place like home, when you can relax all day, having silly simple things with your family that even though it is very simple, it can brighten your day in a blink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being home means a lot to me, and I really hate when people ask me, "Aah, how's life in singapore? Does it make you not wanting to come home?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FCKING NO, people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, perhaps it sometimes feels fun to live with friends, in a foreign country. However, it can also be stressful, exhausting, and sometimes you can cry all night because of little things that is not working properly, or perhaps you can cry because of nothing. The tears just ran down on your face without any reason. Yes, it happens to me, I must admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyday you'll feel your day is dull, and you'll be counting the dates, looking for a long period of "red-coloured" dates, when you can go to changi airport, board yourself in a plane, and fly home to leave all those dull days behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, I must admit that it happens to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But now, since I AM HOME, I don't want to talk about those homesickness, those tedious routines I do back there. I want to talk about my euphoria of being home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Waking up this morning, I feel like I'm dreaming. I got air-cond, comfy bedcover, my bolster, and ooh, my mum and dad asking me to get up. I used to be rather annoyed when they came and asked me to get up. Yet now, I feel really happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night, when I came to my grandma's house, meeting my cousins, tasting the food my aunt and my grandma cooked for me, and teasing one of my cousin until he was speechless, I feel like I'm the luckiest child ever. Even though the food is just like any food they've cooked for me, and the games I played with my cousins is only monopoly, I feel really excited of all those things, and I can't stop smiling all the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now, my grandpa's calling out my name, asking me to go downstairs for my breakfast. On the old days, I would be really exasperated and not going down. But now, I'm soo happy to hear his voice, and I'm ending this post now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"you won't be able to appreciate things before you leave them, or they leave you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Appreciate your life, guys. Your family, your friends, everything around you. As you'll never know, how precious they are, untill you have to leave them behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aaaaahh, feels so good to be home :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3505782861298276136-4488498092651757254?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4488498092651757254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4488498092651757254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4488498092651757254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4488498092651757254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-home.html' title='I&apos;M HOME!'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1631610122312934098</id><published>2010-02-16T13:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:29:31.870+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>SUCKING LIFE DEEPLY</title><content type='html'>[it's 16th FEBRUARY 2010, 2:06 PM]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, there! again, millions of sorries from me, for being such an unproductive blogger. and what makes me even more unproductive is that my posts are ordinary. so sorry, I'm still in process of learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you know, I'm now living my life in Singapore. It's quite different and contrast with my life back in my hometown, lovely Indonesia. Perhaps you're wondering whether it is a good life, for a smart scholar like me. However, I must say that you get it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm not that smart. Well, maybe I'm smart, but there are still people who are more ingenious, and far smarter than me. In fact, I'm a quite lazy student here, compared with my dear friends. Yes, homework sucks for me, just like it does for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, my life here is just as ordinary as yours. It is even more tiring. I need to wake up early, get ready, and walk my way to school. No cars, no taxis. I take bus, but most of the journey is on foot. So, bus is not counted. Next, PE lesson. Well, I'm never good at this subject. I can survive the joggings, the sports, and the push-ups, sit-ups, jumping-jacks, but still, I would prefer not doing PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life at hostel is good, though. The food's nice, the aunties are kind and caring, the friends are supportive and fun. but there are chores you have to do yourself, and they are extremely tiring. The positive thing is that after doing those chore, you appreciate your "mbak" even more. you miss them, you wish they were here helping you doing those chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about living here is the weekends and the holidays. You can explore singapore, go to any place you like. The transport is easy, and the safety's good for traveling alone. You can shop till you drop, you can hang out in the cafes, you can go to the zoo (it's so COOL!), have a city tour, anything! You just need to remember the curfew at your hostel ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem, I think this is enough for now. And for you guys who wants to go here for your study, I'm not discouraging you to come. I'm telling you what to prepare, what you'll face here. You'll be more independent, trust me. You'll appreciate life even more, believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, do go. Do try the test. Do accept the scholarship.  Do come to singapore. Don't make this post as a thing that discourages you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: the local friends are very FRIENDLY! they're really welcoming. You'll definitely enjoy the class! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1631610122312934098?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1631610122312934098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1631610122312934098&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1631610122312934098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1631610122312934098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/02/sucking-life-deeply.html' title='SUCKING LIFE DEEPLY'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-8671034129743011666</id><published>2010-01-14T18:26:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:43:22.203+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>2010 SCHOOLDAYS!</title><content type='html'>THOUSANDS OF SORRY,BLOGGERS. I should have done my kaleidoscope project, but I slacked and it's failed. so very very sorry :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel ashamed when I did some blogwalks to my friends' blogs. they made some awesome postings about past memories in last year. I feel more ashamed when I saw my not-finished-and-not-complete-either draft. I have now lost my mood. SORRRYYYY :(:(:(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, this is my last year's kaleidoscope &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2008/12/kaleidoskop-2008.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let's get to the topic. it's a new year, so HAPPY NEW YEAR, lovely bloggers! I wish y'all the happiest new year, and may your NY resolutions be accomplished :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, school starts already. it feels really really weird, wearing your uniform, getting up early, carrying heavy backpack on your back after SIX MONTHS being "SCHOOL-LESS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school lessons themselves are very exhausting. the teachers are simply immoral. they just give homework, homework, and more homework as if we got nothing to do after school finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda sick in the last two week. I felt unwell, got stomachache, a little fever, and some headache. but thank GOD I recovered fast. there were some of my friends who got sick. it was like a relay race, when everybody takes turn to get sick. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, I think I've babbled too much. see you later, bloggers. have a great 2010 :) and ooh, here are some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs196.snc3/20337_248331191606_674571606_3802672_2978474_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs196.snc3/20337_248331191606_674571606_3802672_2978474_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs128.snc3/17546_242866147865_524732865_3150050_2987470_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs128.snc3/17546_242866147865_524732865_3150050_2987470_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs132.snc3/17938_241052842957_696657957_3147306_3639816_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs132.snc3/17938_241052842957_696657957_3147306_3639816_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) the international students. all the way from the asean countries!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2) indonesiansss! YEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3) recess time.&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/3505782861298276136-8671034129743011666?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8671034129743011666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8671034129743011666&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8671034129743011666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8671034129743011666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-schooldays.html' title='2010 SCHOOLDAYS!'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-5684344013786897628</id><published>2009-12-29T10:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T10:59:00.650+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>TINY LITTLE THINGS</title><content type='html'>YAHOOOOO dearest bloggers whatsup! It's been like years since the last time I blogged. my deepest sincerest apology. will you all forgive me? I know you will ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope I won't write much for this posting,I'll just get through them by a pic. so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2009/361/0/b/tiny_little_things_by_life_enjoyers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="600" ps="true" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2009/361/0/b/tiny_little_things_by_life_enjoyers.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this flower is small. very tiny indeed, that you have to bend down, almost kneeling, to take its pic. well, actually, I don't even know what's its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may be small, but it can grow on itself, relying only on rain, and sunshine. it shines, blooms, and grows among wild grass, leaves, and hard soils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the same thing occurs to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're small, while the world is huge. but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Great things are done by a series of small things brought together."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -- Vincent Van Gogh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-5684344013786897628?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5684344013786897628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=5684344013786897628&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5684344013786897628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5684344013786897628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiny-little-things.html' title='TINY LITTLE THINGS'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-8520475775081908442</id><published>2009-11-29T15:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:28:31.999+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>HEY HO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heheheheheey bloggers from around the world! This is my very very first posting from new location. yes, you read me right, people. I'm postingg from the IT room at &lt;a href="http://www.cjc.edu.sg/web/?page_id=88"&gt;cjc hostel&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only for your info, my days were quite well. nothing much to tell. I got lotsa new friends from many countries in ASEAN, I started bridging course from 8.00 to 17.00 (which is damn exhausting), I could hardly go online, and the lights are out every 23.00. yet we had a lot of fun here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and I'm now walking and walking and walking and taking bus and taking MRT alot. Perhaps in the next two years I'm gonna have a greeeaaaaaaat pair of leg. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything is fine here in singapore. No wonder it's called a fine city. Ha. Well, there's one thing that sucks. It's the curfew thingy. It really troubles me a lot. yesterday myfriends and I were racing against the 22.00 curfew. We ran&amp;nbsp; and ran and ran like we were chased by ghosts. Well, if you don't go back by that curfew time, you'll be&amp;nbsp; raged, or worse, you'll be grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, Grounded means "say-no-to-hang-out-at-weekend",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;while Curfew means "don't-you-dare-to-go-out-later-than-that-time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, they're just some random things I wanna tell y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and last but not the least, here are some photos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs011.snc3/11858_1164599201846_1433863275_30438540_12008_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs011.snc3/11858_1164599201846_1433863275_30438540_12008_n.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs094.snc3/16161_1248890473341_1561834164_30648550_4481789_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs094.snc3/16161_1248890473341_1561834164_30648550_4481789_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs117.snc3/16466_1161184665576_1106583290_30383280_8167237_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs117.snc3/16466_1161184665576_1106583290_30383280_8167237_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs011.snc3/11858_1164599801861_1433863275_30438543_5287784_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs011.snc3/11858_1164599801861_1433863275_30438543_5287784_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs023.snc3/11045_1272823907340_1432170697_754726_7689983_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs023.snc3/11045_1272823907340_1432170697_754726_7689983_n.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs003.snc3/11045_1272823707335_1432170697_754721_1859104_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs003.snc3/11045_1272823707335_1432170697_754721_1859104_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) in front of the school, after buying uniforms and books.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) inner part of the school (left to right: me; ida; tiffany)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) near the court-field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) with the mums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) the canteeen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) the hostel's tv room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ooooh by the waay, I'm going home for CHRISTMAS! Wooohooo I feel really happy for that. So, see yall later! &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/3505782861298276136-8520475775081908442?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8520475775081908442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8520475775081908442&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8520475775081908442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8520475775081908442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-ho.html' title='HEY HO!'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2505880242775596417</id><published>2009-11-18T20:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:23:47.889+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>I'LL SEE YOU SOON!</title><content type='html'>Okay I think it's bahasa indonesia's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggak, gue nggak akan ngomong good bye, so long, farewell, dadah, daag, au revoir, atau apapun dengan bahasa manapun yang mengisyaratkan perpisahan. they're just bullshyt. gue nggak mau sok melodramatis dengan bilang "ini post terakhir gue sebelum gue pergi", ato "mulai besok semua dalam hidup gue akan berbeda 180 derajat" ato apapun yang sok drama queen cuma untuk bilang kalo besok gue mau cao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya, gue mau cao. dan dengan ngomong "cao", bukan berarti gue nggak balik balik lagi. namanya sekolah, ya ada liburan dong. dan kalo liburannya panjang dan ortu gue ada rejeki, ya pasti gue akan balik! dan gue masih bisa ketemu sama temen-temen gue yang sangat-sangat-sangat baik perhatian lucu ga pelit rajin menabung ga sombong dan juga care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I won't say good bye. And no one needs to. just say "I'LL SEE YOU SOON!", because that's what's going to happen. we're gonna see each other soon, perhaps next year, in march. Or if I'm allowed to go home for this christmas, we'll see each other sooner, won't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I'LL SEE YOU SOON :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*oke. gue nulis kaya gini buat meyakinkan diri gue kalo gue bisa. gue pasti bisa. dan gue ga boleh nangis karena nangis ga akan bikin gue ga jadi berangkat. dan nangis ga bisa bikin temen-temen gue ikutan cao ke singapur. I. Must. Be. Strong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-2505880242775596417?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2505880242775596417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2505880242775596417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2505880242775596417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2505880242775596417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-see-you-soon.html' title='I&apos;LL SEE YOU SOON!'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-5019580669674357673</id><published>2009-11-18T12:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:22:42.176+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>Back off and enjoy the pics :)</title><content type='html'>Howdy, bloggers. How's your days? Too heavy? Too stressful? Well then, back off for a few mins, and take a deep deep breath. I'm 100% sure that these cool pics are going to make up your mood. Why? Because you're gonna find yourself too busy admiring these simply cool pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, recline your seat, and enjoy them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/157/7/d/little_memories_IV_by_shtrumf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="600" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/157/7/d/little_memories_IV_by_shtrumf.jpg" width="600" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;these flowers are called forget me not. never, never forget the memories behind you when you're stressed. sometimes, reminiscing memories helps you to recover :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This lovely pic is taken from: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shtrumf.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://shtrumf.deviantart.com/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs47/f/2009/194/6/5/where_are_you_my_love___by_dottydotcom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs47/f/2009/194/6/5/where_are_you_my_love___by_dottydotcom.jpg" width="502" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love everybody, and they'll love you back. when you're down, try to think about everyone you love, everyone you care. their smile, their laughter, will simply make up your day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This lovely pic is taken from &lt;a href="http://dottydotcom.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://dottydotcom.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs24/f/2009/244/0/5/bird_and_the_staff_by_ruiokecing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs24/f/2009/244/0/5/bird_and_the_staff_by_ruiokecing.jpg" width="600" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sing along, birdie! Singing, or even only whistling, can heal your bad mood, buddy. Well, it depends on what you sing, though. Don't ever sing songs for the broken hearted, requiem songs, or songs about anger. Choose songs with upbeats and happy lyrics! It'll make your mood rise and shine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This lovely pic is taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://ruiokecing.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://ruiokecing.deviantart.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwN7WNEbwoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/K9Oqp03ZNa4/s1600/Like_humans_do_by_vallendester.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwN7WNEbwoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/K9Oqp03ZNa4/s640/Like_humans_do_by_vallendester.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This happens a lot in humans, doesn't it? Surrounded by angry, upset, or perhaps, bad mooded people is tough. It can affect your own mood. Perhaps laying back is a good solution. Keep your thoughts and your aura positive! Chin up, guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This lovely pic is taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://vallendester.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://vallendester.deviantart.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/096/5/3/chicks_by_meppol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="516" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/096/5/3/chicks_by_meppol.jpg" width="600" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Who doesn't like cute things? Dolls, kids, puppies, babies. They can make you smile! So take a look at this little boy with chicks around his overall. UBER CUTE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This lovely pic is taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://meppol.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://meppol.deviantart.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs31/f/2008/211/a/c/Battle_Scarred_by_BarbieSpice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="600" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs31/f/2008/211/a/c/Battle_Scarred_by_BarbieSpice.jpg" width="600" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, maybe the creator's idea about this pic is different with mine, but let's say about friendship. A friend in need, is a friend indeed! Think about your besties, and smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This lovely pic is taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://barbiespice.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://barbiespice.deviantart.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs37/f/2008/251/4/a/venice_by_Memo89.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="600" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs37/f/2008/251/4/a/venice_by_Memo89.jpg" width="600" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One day in venice. Now, think about your dreams. Where's the most place you're desired to go to? Think about you, going there, watching the locals doing their things, enjoying the atmosphere, traveling to interesting places there. Life's good, ain't it? And you know what, you don't have to go to those places to enjoy your life. Think about your family. your friends. your house. your school/college/work. Somehow, you'll find your life is greeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This lovely pic is taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://memo89.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://memo89.deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, come on now. Get up and smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Your life's too good, don't stress yourself up. Just let it flow, and enjoy the ride :)&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/3505782861298276136-5019580669674357673?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5019580669674357673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=5019580669674357673&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5019580669674357673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5019580669674357673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-off-and-enjoy-pics.html' title='Back off and enjoy the pics :)'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwN7WNEbwoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/K9Oqp03ZNa4/s72-c/Like_humans_do_by_vallendester.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2105945458644126549</id><published>2009-11-17T13:41:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:52:29.163+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>CONVERSE's JUST INs.</title><content type='html'>I looooove converse chuck taylor canvas shoes. They're uber cool. This last hour, I browsed to converse.com to do some window shopping. And here are some cool shoes I found there. Check-check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI66vmpdhI/AAAAAAAAARg/cZU4KIE2b-k/s1600/114189_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI66vmpdhI/AAAAAAAAARg/cZU4KIE2b-k/s400/114189_a.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHUCK TAYLOR THE CLASH HI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes this is one of the new entry in Singapore's website. As you can see, it has a word "CALLING" on its rubber. Hmm, are you wondering why they call it "the clash"? let's take a look on the lower part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI7Xj21I1I/AAAAAAAAARo/OMCLfVHt1UM/s1600/114189_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI7Xj21I1I/AAAAAAAAARo/OMCLfVHt1UM/s400/114189_c.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yup, no wonder they call it "THE CLASH". hahaha. Oh, I'm so loving this (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI8J60uHzI/AAAAAAAAARw/VocxqNU9Rmw/s1600/114061_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI8J60uHzI/AAAAAAAAARw/VocxqNU9Rmw/s400/114061_a.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #073763;"&gt;Chuck Taylor Spec Ox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SAY WHAT, it's another Chuck Taylor. And look at the color. Neon Green is really on the trend. Yup it's another new entry on Singapore's website. Fresh, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That was from Singapore store. And for these ones, they come freshly from the U.S. store!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI-AjLR_xI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZHHG3B9Rosg/s1600/snow-leopard.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI-AjLR_xI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZHHG3B9Rosg/s320/snow-leopard.bmp" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yes, Yell it. It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Chuck Taylor Leopard Sequins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Unfortunately it hasn't reach either Singapore store or Indonesia. It just came out last October! Well, who doesn't love animal prints? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI-7UyV-bI/AAAAAAAAASI/JYnb7r_V1OU/s1600/AEX00QMCAUMXG29CAQLXJLSCAQQ1PZACA1Q8DC8CAURCKVZCA7GJ1P8CABZ4ET2CAYMSSG2CAYQ6HCWCAU6SR29CAJ6O5Z2CAE8L4L3CAFMV1Z2CARXNWRVCA3ORVTACA9SMWE3CAPB1C5LCAL5RXD6CAYG62KT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI-7UyV-bI/AAAAAAAAASI/JYnb7r_V1OU/s400/AEX00QMCAUMXG29CAQLXJLSCAQQ1PZACA1Q8DC8CAURCKVZCA7GJ1P8CABZ4ET2CAYMSSG2CAYQ6HCWCAU6SR29CAJ6O5Z2CAE8L4L3CAFMV1Z2CARXNWRVCA3ORVTACA9SMWE3CAPB1C5LCAL5RXD6CAYG62KT.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another sequins, but different pattern! It's the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Chuck Taylor Rainbow sequins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whoa, back off, it hasn't reached Asia, unfortunate for you! So, be prepared :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwJCbB9BOrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1qq7AaDlTVE/s1600/1116063-5-MULTIVIEW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwJCbB9BOrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1qq7AaDlTVE/s400/1116063-5-MULTIVIEW.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You see it right, my friends. It really is transparent. It's&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt; Chuck Taylor All Star Clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Another new entry in the U.S. store. Hasn't come out yet in Singapore and Indonesia. Some say&amp;nbsp;that this shoe glows in the dark! Yes take a look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwJDxGp_siI/AAAAAAAAASo/nWqbGPJmaqU/s1600/converse-chuck-taylor-clear-glow-04-vert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwJDxGp_siI/AAAAAAAAASo/nWqbGPJmaqU/s400/converse-chuck-taylor-clear-glow-04-vert.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;YIHA it really does glow in the dark. super cool, rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Phew, that's all for now. You wanna know more? take a visit at &lt;a href="http://www.converse.com/"&gt;http://www.converse.com/&lt;/a&gt; for the U.S. store, and &lt;a href="http://www.converse.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.converse.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt; for the Singapore one. I wonder why don't we Indonesian have converse web. We really really should make one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, happy shoe-surfing ;)&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/3505782861298276136-2105945458644126549?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2105945458644126549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2105945458644126549&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2105945458644126549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2105945458644126549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/converses-just-ins.html' title='CONVERSE&apos;s JUST INs.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SwI66vmpdhI/AAAAAAAAARg/cZU4KIE2b-k/s72-c/114189_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-6245614121927713409</id><published>2009-11-16T16:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:46:37.960+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>I just haven't met you yet.</title><content type='html'>I'm not surprised, Not everything lasts,&lt;br /&gt;I've broken my heart so many times I stopped keeping track.&lt;br /&gt;Talk myself in,&lt;br /&gt;I talk myself out,&lt;br /&gt;I get all worked up,&lt;br /&gt;Then I let myself down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so very hard not to loose it;&lt;br /&gt;I came up with a million excuses,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I thought of every possibility,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know some day that it’ll all turn out,&lt;br /&gt;You'll make me work so we can work to work it out,&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you kid that I give so much more than I get~ mmm.......&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have to wait,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never give up,&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's half timin', and the other half's luck,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever it's right,&lt;br /&gt;You'll come outta nowhere and into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that we can be so amazin',&lt;br /&gt;And baby your love is gonna change me,&lt;br /&gt;And now I can see every possibility, mmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I know that it’ll all turn out,&lt;br /&gt;You'll make me work so we can work to work it out,&lt;br /&gt;And promise you kid, I'll give so much more than I get, mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say all’s fair&lt;br /&gt;in love and war&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t need to fight it,&lt;br /&gt;we'll get it right an',&lt;br /&gt;we'll be united&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know that we can be so amazin',&lt;br /&gt;And bein' in your life is gonna change me,&lt;br /&gt;And now I can see every single possibility, mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someday I know it'll all turn out,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll work to work it out,&lt;br /&gt;Promise you kid I’ll give more than I get&lt;br /&gt;Than I get, than I get, than I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know it'll all turn out,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll make me work so we can work to work it out,&lt;br /&gt;And promise you kid to give so much more than I get, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, promise you kid,&lt;br /&gt;To give so much more than I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said love love love love love love love..... &lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;br /&gt;Love love love .....&lt;br /&gt;So doy day ay ay ay, ay ay yeah&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble - Haven't Met You Yet.&lt;br /&gt;[lyrics from &lt;a href="http://www.elyrics.com/"&gt;http://www.elyrics.com/&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I know that posting lyrics in blogs are sooo common, and I'm supposed to be unique instead of common. Yet I must admit, that I really really really like this song very much that I can't stand for not posting its lyrics. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's the vids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion is simple. True love is there, and beside believing, all you've got to do is wait for it rather than forcing yourself, hurting yourself with some "cinta monyet", or perhaps I should call it pointless crush.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I once let myself into those "pointless crush", and I found myself regreting of what I had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, life is not that short, guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-6245614121927713409?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6245614121927713409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=6245614121927713409&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/6245614121927713409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/6245614121927713409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-havent-met-you-yet.html' title='I just haven&apos;t met you yet.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4909350332626096170</id><published>2009-11-02T14:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:10:22.365+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>Two Blasting Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a blast for me during these two weeks. YES, loads of things happened, I went on some freaking fun activities with my scholar friends. Lemme tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rabu, 21 Okt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WE WENT TO DUFAN. yes, dufan. oke, mungkin itu terkesan biasa, blablabla tapi gue harus akuin itu asyik seru. dan karena itu weekdays, aduh maaak sepi banget dufannya. meskipun panas, tapi itu asyik bangeet. kita bisa bolak balik naek wahana dua kali, teteriakan, norak norakan, adu udik, karna well, nobody knew us, so who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue naik kora-kora, extreme log, perang bintang, ke rumah kaca rumah miring foto2, niagara dan akhirnya naik arung jeram. sayangnya gue harus pulang duluan gara-gara ada les gitar. temen-temen gua mensupport gua untuk bolos, yes they did. tapi sayang dua minggu sebelumnya gue udah bolos, jadi bokap marah-marah dann gua pun mau ga mau harus les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;oiya ada sebuah kejadian yang sangat "berkesan" dan "gak terlupakan" menjelang kepulangan gua. nah terakhir-terakhir kan kita main basah-basahan tuh. gue naik niagara dua kali, ciprat-cipratan selama di jalurnya, dan hasilnya, belom juga meluncur turun ke bawah, kita udah basah kuyup duluan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;abis itu kita lanjut ke arung jeram. waktu naik buat yang kedua kalinya, kita main ciprat-cipratan lagi, tapi kali ini pake kaki. dan saat lagi menciprat-ciprat dengan seru, tiba-tiba SANDAL GUA TERBANG bersama air cipratan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes you read me right. sandal itu hanyut ngikutin arus arung jeram, dan gue hanya bisa terpaku syok. dan sampe sekarang, they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;abis itu gue ganti baju, beli sandal baru, dan pulang. meskipun dinodai insiden sandal itu, dan gue pulang duluan jadi ga bisa ikutan acara main bianglala dan kuda-kudaan, trus dinner di le bridge, that day was a duper bbbbbbLAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SuwnZgxpziI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Nk5clt3Hozw/s1600-h/10519_161475862865_524732865_2669182_7306763_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SuwnZgxpziI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Nk5clt3Hozw/s400/10519_161475862865_524732865_2669182_7306763_n.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su56xY_fbmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/oh0FDo8G6zY/s1600-h/10530_1136749667926_1502904258_30371808_6297979_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su56xY_fbmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/oh0FDo8G6zY/s400/10530_1136749667926_1502904258_30371808_6297979_n.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su560eTWaaI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/rdNU_Pt0yKY/s1600-h/15134_164925903700_772658700_2701929_7367265_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su560eTWaaI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/rdNU_Pt0yKY/s400/15134_164925903700_772658700_2701929_7367265_n.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Captions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) We just entered dufan! yes. langsung foto-foto. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2) waiting for the extreme log. kinda spontaneous :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3) after niagara-gara. extremely wet, but we had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Kamis, 28 Okt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;WE LEARNT HOW TO MAKE SUSHI. ya, sushi. tau kan, makanan jepang yang sekarang lagi populer-populernya di jakarta dan sekitarnya. kesannya, lo-ga-suka-sushi-lo-ga-gaul. Oke, tapi bukan itu yang gue mau omongin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi, hari itu gue bersembilan orang pergi ke Sakura, restoran sushi di daerah jaksel. Gue mungkin terkesan ga gaul, tapi jujur, gue baru tau kalo disitu ada restoran jepang yang namanya sakura. well, it's faaaar from my home. wajar dong kalo gue gatau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Over all, the course was fuuuuun. kita belajar cara bikin lima macem roll, yang enak-enak (yaeyalahyaa), trus ada break makan siang---makan sushi pastinyaaa, dan praktek. hasil prakteknya juga dibawa pulang. Aah, harganya ga gitu mahal pula. dan yang pasti, kita juga foto-foto-foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su5-MfJ9qNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/w9ErghoQmzY/s1600-h/14555_169335497865_524732865_2741414_8101364_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su5-MfJ9qNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/w9ErghoQmzY/s400/14555_169335497865_524732865_2741414_8101364_n.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6AGGbLCoI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cY81dx7Xp74/s1600-h/14555_166653672865_524732865_2711579_7066632_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6AGGbLCoI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cY81dx7Xp74/s400/14555_166653672865_524732865_2711579_7066632_n.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6PuO1d2xI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gItLIn5KCQ0/s1600-h/13339_1141253056190_1373342899_340464_6447459_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6PuO1d2xI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gItLIn5KCQ0/s400/13339_1141253056190_1373342899_340464_6447459_n.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;caption:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) right in front of sakura. yaaa, itu pas kita baru nyampe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2) lunch time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3) kita selesai prakteknyaa :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Nah, abis selesai praktek, kita pergi ke rumahnya audi, yang deket dari sakura. disana kita nonton dvd, ngegeratak kamar dia, ngemil-ngemil, dan (of course) foto-foto! si audi ini punya kamera dslr, plus tripodnya. jadilah kita foto-foto-foto-foto-foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6GCX4LBCI/AAAAAAAAAPo/cqHqhCryImg/s1600-h/11839_1237002119637_1066747259_752070_936659_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6GCX4LBCI/AAAAAAAAAPo/cqHqhCryImg/s400/11839_1237002119637_1066747259_752070_936659_n.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6GEnrElgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xOpzp4o4Pdk/s1600-h/11839_1237009919832_1066747259_752092_800249_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6GEnrElgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xOpzp4o4Pdk/s400/11839_1237009919832_1066747259_752092_800249_n.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6IJj3pBNI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7O_wwUdzHDE/s1600-h/11839_1237040960608_1066747259_752199_4781988_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Su6IJj3pBNI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7O_wwUdzHDE/s400/11839_1237040960608_1066747259_752199_4781988_n.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, I don't think you need captions for those photos ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Yaaaaaappp itu dia dua hari yang "wow" bersama scholaarsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After the good good news, I've got a bad news for you. it's about my departure date. yes, I'm leaving at november 19th. don't blame your eyes, it is at 19th. Well, I guess I should spend more time in having fun, then. And spare my time for packing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4909350332626096170?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4909350332626096170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4909350332626096170&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4909350332626096170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4909350332626096170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-blasting-days.html' title='Two Blasting Days'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SuwnZgxpziI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Nk5clt3Hozw/s72-c/10519_161475862865_524732865_2669182_7306763_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4280738656060121809</id><published>2009-10-24T13:37:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:55:10.530+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Recent Submit @deviantart.</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey! Yes I'm back with a new layout, mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm posting with some self promos.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I have an account in deviantart, and here are some recent submission there. I wanna know what do you think about them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, please comment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396054129872119042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SuKipD_OpQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rZMMV2I5Gv8/s400/hibiscus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396054122606398914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SuKioo68jcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/AMrQhty0nTg/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396054113947185538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SuKioIqbcYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/IWfTcDCOJy0/s400/IMG_2867.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396054105398712130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SuKino0UF0I/AAAAAAAAAME/r2cO3gIx_XY/s400/IMG_2903.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAPTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hibiscus (kembang sepatu, Red.) captured in kuningan, cirebon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's my mango tree, people. in blurry version, yes. it's called "bokeh". wanna know more, or how to make one? check &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bokeh"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Again and again, dendy. he was playing with a spray. it's candid one ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shape it, HEART. that's the title I gave at my deviantart gallery. yes, I used a flashlight to make it! and it's absolutely fun, making it. you should try, too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See more at &lt;a href="http://life-enjoyers.deviantart.com/"&gt;life-enjoyers.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4280738656060121809?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4280738656060121809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4280738656060121809&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4280738656060121809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4280738656060121809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/recent-submit-deviantart.html' title='Recent Submit @deviantart.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SuKipD_OpQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rZMMV2I5Gv8/s72-c/hibiscus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1501569942639439657</id><published>2009-10-19T14:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:28:24.981+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>I forgot how fun my life is</title><content type='html'>Blogging used to be so fun to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In early days, I used to blog so often, and my days felt uncomplete when I haven't updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, at weekends, I used to rush to my pc, access blogger.com and pffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing anything in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;sharing every random thoughts I had to you readers.&lt;br /&gt;blabbering about every single annoying things I've experienced.&lt;br /&gt;complimenting every fun and exciting days I've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here I am, looking back to myself, asking to my own heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what changes me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I wonder, what changes my life? it used to be so colorful, dynamical, so fun to share, so great to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, people. it's all because of me. myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. nobody can change your life. it must be you, who change it, under your consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that it's me who have no intention to enjoy it, no attempt to make it colorful like before. I'm too focused on myself, my stupidity, my badness, and every mistake I made,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without looking outside--to people who had worse life than mine.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that there are people who have nothing to eat, have no house to live on, have no family to love, have no friends to hang out with, and have no computer to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the point is that &lt;strong&gt;I forgot how to be thankful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, after knowing what I forgot, I wanna learn back from the beginning, start a new fresh page of my life :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1501569942639439657?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1501569942639439657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1501569942639439657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1501569942639439657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1501569942639439657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-forgot-how-fun-my-life-is.html' title='I forgot how fun my life is'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1705381495493421849</id><published>2009-10-14T20:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:20:59.235+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>Hey, I'm a girl</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm a girl, everybody. ONLY an ordinary one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering why do I state that. lemme explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, selain gaul sama cewe-cewe, gue juga ngerasa nyaman main sama cowo. bukannya kegatelan ato gimana, kalian juga harus ngakuin, kadang main sama temen beda gender itu juga seru. Yep, they have their own point of view, which sometimes- help me understand how guys act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya, main sama temen yang beda gender (in my case: guys), ada juga ga enaknya. kadang gue ngerasa, karena udah deket, dia jadi lupa kalo gue itu cewe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because he thinks that I'm stronger than other girls, or whatever reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;helloooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biar gimana pun, gue kan cewe biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue nggak selalu kuat. mungkin dari luar gue keliatan kuat, ceria, cengar-cengir, semangat, tapi bisa aja gue lagi bad mood, lagi perlu support ato apa gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for your information, main sama cowo bikin gue jadi lebih ahli nyembunyiin perasaan gue.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. tau lah. gue pusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry, gue jadi curcol begini -,-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1705381495493421849?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1705381495493421849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1705381495493421849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1705381495493421849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1705381495493421849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-im-girl.html' title='Hey, I&apos;m a girl'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1017729486639361582</id><published>2009-10-11T21:36:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:12:37.025+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>Don't judge us before you know us.</title><content type='html'>MAN, I'm now posting with horrible eyebags in my eyes. hahaha maksa banget ngepost blog, padahal mata udah berat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ini gue baru aja balik dari acara outbound (well, menurut gue, harusnya namanya ret-ret. bukan outbound, as the real outbound is only on thursday. HAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tadinya, gue bener-bener ga ada semangat, sama sekali ga ada, buat pergi. Asli, gue bete banget malem sebelum pergi, males ngepack, pokoknya males bangeeet ga ada niat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, now I must admit that if I hadn't come to this thing, I would have had the biggest regret. yes. gue ga bakalan bisa akrab sama sesama scholars, ga bakal bisa deket, lucu-lucuan, dan gue bakalan cuma bisa ngejudge mereka dari apa yang gue liat doang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks GOD, I came. Seriously, mereka fun banget. seru, lucu, dan kalo orang bilang yang namanya scholars itu cupu, freak, seriusan, hobinya cuma belajar, they're definitely idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kita bisa kok having fun. main kartu, ngadu garing, becanda-becanda, ledek-ledekan, ngegosip, dan ngelakuin banyak hal seru bareng-bareng. dan banyak banget di antara temen-temen gue itu yang punya skill lain yang "WOW".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm let's see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ada yang bisa sulap. kalo ga ikut outbound, mana bisa gue tau kalo gue punya temen yang bisa sulap dan belajarnya otodidak (ga pake ngeles, man. mantap), dan gayanya profesional abis, udah ampir mirip lah sama romedal yang di the master itu loh. IVAN MANTAP EUY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ada yang bisa nari techno. Oh, man. kalo lu ga ikut outbound dan cuma liat tampang sekilas, gue jamin lo ga bakal bisa tau kalo ARMAN bisa nari. matanya sipit, pake kacamata, tampang serius, muka baby face lugu-lugu, tapi begitu disuruh nari, badannya bisa lentur abis kaya karet. MANTAP EUY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan ternyata temen sesekolah gue pun punya kejutan sendiri. luken dan topaz yang biasanya di sekolah serius setengah mampus, becandaannya ga jauh-jauh, mainnya juga ga jauh-jauh, ternyata mereka juga bisa nari techno bareng arman. well, mereka baru belajar, tapi at least mereka bisa. dan gue bener-bener kaget. they're good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cewe-cewe pun ga kalah ngagetin. in only five days, kita bisa kompak pak pak pak. ngegosip bareng, ga mandi bareng, begadang bareng, oh gosh fun bangeeeet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gue juga jadi kenal sama yang tadinya ga se-ignatius, ga ikut ignatius, ataupun yang ignatiusnya sama tapi gue belom deket. kita jadi bisa ngobrol-ngobrol, kongkow-kongkow, asyik lah pokoknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;semalem juga fun banget. karna malem terakhir, beberapa dari kita ngajakin begadang bareng-bareng. jadi kita ngemil, maen gitar, ngegosip, maen kartu, ngobrol-ngobrol, dan akhirnya jam 4 gue pun teler. well, it's still fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan satu-satunya yang bikin gue mau pulang cuma kamarnya yang bau, banyak serangga. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how am I feeling right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;totally unexplainable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391359947527670002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/StH1TsCnyPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mIigDq9r3JA/s320/10628_1240291774057_1432170697_669343_624453_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, guys. we rock :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1017729486639361582?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1017729486639361582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1017729486639361582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1017729486639361582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1017729486639361582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-judge-us-before-you-know-us.html' title='Don&apos;t judge us before you know us.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/StH1TsCnyPI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mIigDq9r3JA/s72-c/10628_1240291774057_1432170697_669343_624453_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-8672776632520024336</id><published>2009-09-29T17:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:48:04.326+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>(TOO) long yet pathetic holidays</title><content type='html'>lately, i suck at blogging. have nothing to write about, have no pics to upload here, and well, things are not going well either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like this too long holiday is eating me alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only few things to do, and it's kinda repeated all day. you know how monotone it is. YES, monotone. or as I say, tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are the things? they can be counted by two hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the first one is (of course): Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh it starts to make me browned off, online-online- and online. shoot. and the best part is that nobody's online on weekdays, well except my scholarmates. (yes, reader. i'm speaking in ironic way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*watching TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes this is my getaway when I'm too bored to go online. However, local tv stations are -oh my- getting worse in choosing the programs to be broadcast. their shows are ...pathetic. or what we say here, ALAY. yes, sooooooo dreadful. they seem to lose their creativity in creating new shows. thank GOD i subscribe to cable tv. so i can have some pleasure in watching axn, mtv, hbo, etc. it entertains me, a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*watching dvds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. I have some dvd stocks that i haven't watched yet. however, the stocks are decreasing as I watch one in a day. uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reading books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the books are now so few! what I do is not reading, but re-reading. yes. and you know that it's boring. my mom won't buy me books, and i have few money to buy some myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. oh look! they can be counted not by two hands, but one hand is enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. my days are pathetic. some friends ask me: why don't I hang out to some malls? Oh no, I can't hang out, my parents don't let me. yes, the reason's as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgggggggh. I can hardly enjoy my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-8672776632520024336?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8672776632520024336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8672776632520024336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8672776632520024336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8672776632520024336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/09/too-long-yet-pathetic-holidays.html' title='(TOO) long yet pathetic holidays'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-8202511419614977391</id><published>2009-09-19T16:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:12:12.821+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>Engkong Mengubah Saya.</title><content type='html'>Kita berpikir kalau Indonesia itu hancur lebur. Generasi muda menyedihkan, budaya ga keurus, pemerintahan berantakan, dan semua yang jelek-jelek. Sayangnya, kita, anak muda, seringkali hanya memikirkan masalah-masalahnya aja. Kalau ditanya solusinya? Mungkin dari seratus yang ditanya, tidak sampai separonya bisa memberi solusi. Yang keluar dari mulut cuma dumelan, keluhan, atau yang paling parah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Itu kan urusan pemerintah. Mereka dong yang harus cari solusi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atau intinya, mereka ngga peduli sama solusinya. Yang penting itu harus dihentikan, diubah, ga peduli gimana caranya. Dan waktu melihat kalau pemerintah nggak mampu (atau mungkin belum) ngatasin masalah itu, atau usaha pemerintah kurang efektif, mereka yang tadi nggak bisa ngasih solusi itu yang akan protes duluan. Segala kritik, sampai caci maki bisa keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironis, bukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya akui, saya juga bukanlah orang yang seratus persen concerned sama setiap isu-isu negara, dari tentang politik, kaya DPR, korupsi, RUU, Otonomi Daerah, krisis ekonomi, dll. Baca koran aja mood-mood an. Kalau tertarik sama headline nya, baru deh baca sampai habis. Apalagi kalau nggak ngerti apa inti dari isunya. Kalau udah begini, biasanya saya nanya sama engkong saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engkong saya umurnya 77 tahun. Tapi, beda sama engkong-engkong diluar sana yang mungkin umur segini udah nggak kuat ngapa-ngapain, engkong saya adalah orang yang cukup up-to-date. Karna udah nggak kerja, jadi kerjaannya setiap hari itu baca koran, nonton berita (dari berita olahraga, dunia, nasional, sampai infotainment juga engkong saya nonton), baca novel-novel (Jengis Khan, Godfather, Agatha Christie, dll), belanja di pasar, kadang juga jemput adek saya ke sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, engkong saya ini yang selalu saya tanyain kalo ada isu-isu yang saya nggak ngerti, ketinggalan, atau saya nggak tertarik untuk baca di koran. He can answer every questions that I give. Dia juga suka nasehatin saya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kamu harus rajin baca koran, gi. Biar tau, apa yang lagi terjadi di luar sana."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, detik ini juga, saya jadi mikirin kata-katanya itu. Mungkin, kalo nggak ada engkong, saya bisa jadi katak dalam tempurung. Terisolasi dari dunia luar, cuma bisa "menangisi" nasib Indonesia yang diambang jurang, nggak ngerti apa yang harus dilakuin. Kalo nggak ada engkong, saya bisa jadi adalah salah satu dari lebih dari separo orang yang akan menjawab seperti yang di atas itu , waktu ditanya soal solusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, setelah diingetin sama engkong saya itu, saya mau mem"forward" peringatan engkong saya ke kamu-kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimana kita bisa ubah Indonesia yang katanya menyedihkan itu kalo kita aja nggak tau apa yang terjadi di sekitar kita.&lt;br /&gt;Gimana masa depan negara kita bisa cerah, kalo kita nggak peduli sama keadaan sekarang ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalian juga tau kan, apa kata orang-orang dewasa soal generasi muda. Kita dibilang penghancur masa depan lah, menyedihkan lah, dan lalala yang jelek-jelek itu. Gimana kita bisa ngebuktiin kalo kata-kata mereka itu salah, kalo kita-nya nggak berusaha apa-apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita bisa mulai dengan satu langkah pertama yang simple dan mudah : &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Baca Koran&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You really can change the world if you care enough."&lt;/em&gt; Marian Wright Edelman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383102458022265810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SrSfKifzA9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/9X0LKmd_8GE/s320/P5090002.JPG" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ini dia Engkong &amp;amp;saya, waktu si engkong ulang tahun ke 77, 05/05/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Engkong saya selalu mikir kalo dia mirip Brad Pitt. Hahaha, may God bless him ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-8202511419614977391?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8202511419614977391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8202511419614977391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8202511419614977391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8202511419614977391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/09/engkong-mengubah-saya.html' title='Engkong Mengubah Saya.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SrSfKifzA9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/9X0LKmd_8GE/s72-c/P5090002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-6916925813098963709</id><published>2009-09-12T10:43:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:13:49.128+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>SUMMER TRIP (day 2)</title><content type='html'>Day 1 was over yesterday, and now I'm posting about the very next day. I remembered exactly how long was that day. It felt like forever and I was walking on foot for THE ENTIRE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I took MRTs for some minutes, but hey. To reach the destination, you still need to walk, walk, and walk. No wonder Singaporeans have beautiful legs. They spend their times by walking, walking, and walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to the topic. At the first night, we stayed in Orchard. However, for the next days we were moving to novena. Oh gosh, the distance between the flat and the MRT station is damn far, and when you were walking after a whole day, you would feel like it was from jakarta to bandung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, we spent the whole day visiting recreation sites. the first one is Jurong Bird Park.&lt;br /&gt;Here's some shots I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426624552291682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqsdgiB-TWI/AAAAAAAAALM/HbhsHtBjpzI/s320/bike+to+shop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426628851090594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqsdgyC4xKI/AAAAAAAAALU/MNdJzgdTtzg/s320/birdie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426644865645778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqsdhttDfNI/AAAAAAAAALc/byHh8drT5SA/s320/hungry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426653814371602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqsdiPCmNRI/AAAAAAAAALk/saomz99zvqQ/s320/IMG_0344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) On the way there, at Boon Lay MRT station. bike to shop, how greeeen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) A bird was having lunch. Yummm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Flamingo lagoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Unknown kiddo was hungraaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to the MRT station, and departing to the next destination: MINT museum of toys! I got the info from my friend adeline, that this museum was incredible. So we decided to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was so difficult to find the location of the museum. We got lost, and we tried to ask to every singaporean we met. Unfortunately, only few people knew where it is. Even a security didn't know where it is. Then we walked through Seah Street, where the museum is supposed to be. Finally we found it! Well, it IS small. and it IS incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some amazing toys I've found there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 378px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/8841/61221440.jpg" /&gt; 1) Batman. 2) The seven dwarfs. 3) TIN TIN 4) Mickey Mouse (early years). 5) Buck Rogers. 6) Ultraman. 7) Michael Lee. 8) The Beatles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are more amazing toys from time to time. totally recommended for toys lovers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to raffles place. merlion park, fullerton hotel, esplanade, and flowing with Singapore river. That's what every tourists does when visiting singapore. Soo common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 542px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/1860/35877706.jpg" /&gt; Yup, that's the pic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Asian Civilisation Museum. 2) Esplanade, Theatre on the bay. 3) Clarke Quay, one of the busiest place. 4) The Fullerton Hotel, the oldest hotel in Singapore. 5) Merlion Park. 6) Singapore flyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, people. That's the end of day 2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-6916925813098963709?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6916925813098963709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=6916925813098963709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/6916925813098963709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/6916925813098963709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-trip-day-2.html' title='SUMMER TRIP (day 2)'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqsdgiB-TWI/AAAAAAAAALM/HbhsHtBjpzI/s72-c/bike+to+shop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-5654206575303723824</id><published>2009-09-11T12:23:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:53:57.530+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>SUMMER TRIP (day 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm so sorry for updating about my summer trip this late. Yeah actually I went on this trip in last June, but I had no time to report about it. So here it goes now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last June, my family and I went to Singapore. Believe it or not, it's my first overseas trip, as I had never been out of my beloved country, Indonesia. And believe it or not (Again), Singapore is going to be my residence for the next four years. Fyi, I got a scholarship for studying there for four years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It started at 25th June, and ended at 30th. On the day before, my parents had just bought me new dslr! So I experimented in Singapore, without finishing reading the manual book. haha. Yet still, I've got some shots. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380099257444638578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqnzxQhUn3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/xXLgrvtUGCg/s320/IMG_0040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380099269714021714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sqnzx-OkjVI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uCgfC5TyCKg/s320/IMG_0092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380099276267205586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqnzyWo-M9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/W6jA8OaX9Oc/s320/IMG_0108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380099305237658482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sqnz0CkEO3I/AAAAAAAAALE/4dMMrVMTIKU/s320/reflect.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380099289484853090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqnzzH4Tf2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/fJzpJ59mqTY/s320/IMG_0210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) A girl and her mum at Soekarno Hatta, busy with her shoelaces, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;2) They're trash cans, baby. So wonderfully created, aint they?&lt;br /&gt;3) An anonymous man captured while waiting in Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;4) Perfect reflection of one of Changi Airport entrance. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;5) Say what. I stayed for a night at Lucky plaza apartment, Orchard. In the opposite of the road, lies Wisma Atria, one of famous and classy shopping center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aaaand there goes Day 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next-next day will be posted in a moment. Make sure you stay tuned ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(cont'd)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-5654206575303723824?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5654206575303723824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=5654206575303723824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5654206575303723824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5654206575303723824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-trip-day-1.html' title='SUMMER TRIP (day 1)'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqnzxQhUn3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/xXLgrvtUGCg/s72-c/IMG_0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1507605808334877042</id><published>2009-09-04T14:00:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:28:38.817+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>I'm a not so good blogger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know I'm not a very good blogger, people. Yeah, a good one will update their blog routinely. I update my blog based on my mood. Sheeesh how bad I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've got some quite good reasons why I don't update my blog routinely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have some pretty heavy weeks on my course. Dammit, It tortures me a lot with loads of homework, quizes, and difficult chapters. It feels like hell as I'm not a very good learner. The worst week ever is this week. I've got three effing difficult quizes, lotsa-lotsa-lotsa homework, and yesterday there's a super boring workshop about mind-maping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second reason is that my parents don't allow me to use the internet on weekdays. Don't ask me why, for they have their own reason. Some of my pals suggested me to just play, as my parents won't discover it (they're working from morning to at least seven pm). Dang! I can't do that. Maybe my parents won't see it, but my sisters will tell them as soon as they're home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can't blame my sis. They wanna play as much as I do. That's why they won't let me play, as I won't let them either ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the third is that I become more interested in microblogging sites. Yep, twitter. Have you got one? Then we should follow each other! If you haven't, make one. Trust me, it's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my tweeting account &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/egigigi"&gt;egigigi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all. I'm so sorry for being a bad-bad-bad blogger. Well, you can't expect too much from a teenager (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, I just wanna tell you that recently I design something for &lt;a href="http://www.indonesianyouthconference.org/"&gt;IYC-Indonesian Youth Conference&lt;/a&gt;. I really really hope they like it. here it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377510196637115890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqDBCFaYpfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/H4Ik5ITDJDc/s320/IYC!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;please comment through my chatbox whether you like it or not. thankies (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1507605808334877042?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1507605808334877042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1507605808334877042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1507605808334877042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1507605808334877042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-not-so-good-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m a not so good blogger.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SqDBCFaYpfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/H4Ik5ITDJDc/s72-c/IYC!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-6628932706901835887</id><published>2009-08-29T10:44:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:56:53.091+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>things running in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;awwww long time no see bloggers! belakangan ini mood gue untuk berblogging ria dikalahkan dengan telak sama mood twitteran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oiya sekalian promosi: add twitter sayaaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/egigigi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://twitter.com/egigigi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sekadar info, hari-hari di ignatius makin menggila. guru mat kimia nya diganti sekarang. tadinya gue pikir, kalo guru cewe kan lebih manusiawi, lebih alus, lebih sabar, dan lebih yang bagus-bagus lainnya. dan hari-hari di ignatius akan (sedikit) lebih baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but hell, you can't get everything you want in this world, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan ditambah lagi dengan sejumlah anak yang selalu bertingkah bagaikan mereka adalah raja dan ratu yang bisa ngelakuin anything they want, hari hari gue pun otomatis menjadi &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bunch of craps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;akan tetapi namanya kehidupan (cieelah), pasti ada jeleknya, juga ada bagusnya dong. dan bagusnya emang ga setengah-setengah yeaaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;akhirnya kemaren-kemaren gue ngajakin temen temen sekelas gue buat jalan ke sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan jumat kemaren akhirnya jadi lhooooo. dari jam tiga sampe malem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm ada harlin, andrew, cia, davina, ica, ryan, nando, hebron, kefas, said, luna, memel, bule, rae, reggy, ricky, ili, sk, eva, dan gueeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;awwww asyik banget kemaren. dan yang bikin gue terharu, beberapa dari mereka tuh kayak berkorban gitu buat dateng. (well, meskipun mereka happy lah ya, jalan-jalan haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;contohnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;si harlin yang sekolah di smuki bolos ekskul demi jalan ke sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;si andrew, eva, luna bela-belain abis selese ekskul langsung ngebut ke sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;si cia, meskipun jam lima ada les, dia tetep dateng awawaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;si kefas mestinya ada sekolah sulap di wtc (dia ngotot ga mau dibilang ngeles sulap, sekolah pokoknya.), bela-belain bolos demi jalan jalan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dan yang paling lucu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;si ica yang ada ekskul badminton tapi kepingin dateng, heboh nanya ke kakak kelasnya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"ci, gurunya dateng ga?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"enggak tuh, ga dateng"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;begitu tau kalo gurunya ga dateng, dia meninggalkan barang-barang bawaannya di sekolah dan langsung lari (bener-bener LARI) ke sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jam setengah lima dia balik lagi ke sekolah pulang, dan menemukan kalo gurunya ternyata dateng dan dia ditipu abis-abisan sama kakak kelasnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meskipun kemaren bisa dibilang ga ngapa-ngapain, cuma makan dan keluyuran di timezone, we still had so much fun together. ketawa-ketawa ngeliatin si sk main pump, nontonin cowo-cowo main sulap super konyol, pokoknya, anything they did was incredibly hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and that makes me feel sad to leave them all ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last but not least, yesterday was one of the best day of my life! thanks banget yaaah buat kalian kalian. i love you guys so much (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-6628932706901835887?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6628932706901835887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=6628932706901835887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/6628932706901835887'/><link 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7176585983764411371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7176585983764411371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-and-i-both-jason-mraz-music-code.html' title=''/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/th_ewualizer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4938008756581560779</id><published>2009-07-24T19:45:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:34:17.030+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>people call me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;as a human, particularly a teenage girl, i have lotsa lotsa nicknames. okay, i admit that i was exaggerating. not too many of course ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start from the most common one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REGINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's my name, so that's what common people ,especially new friends call me. sometimes they shorten it as reg, regi, re, or they mention it fully regina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh you must be wondering where does this come from! so do i! it's my bestpal's nickname for me, and she keeps calling me "will". i never like it, but she never changes, until there's a guy named william starts to go out with us. so she can't call me wili anymore, and neither can you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CICI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you must know who calls me by using this nickname. my sissss and some other people younger than me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one's quite good, but it's rarely -almost never-used. only my guitar coach (it's soo funny! guitar coach lol lol lol) uses this nickname. well it's fine for me ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OY, HEY, EH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this three.very much. you can call everybody with that words, it's not specific. i suggest you not to use this for calling me ,except for emergency! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what does most people usually call me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EGI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what close friends, besties, relatives, my family and even some of my teachers call me. frankly, i prefer this A LOT than regina, reg, regi, re or any other nicknames. there was one of my classmate whose name is reggy. ugh it's very confusing! so you'd better call me egi , for our sake ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4938008756581560779?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4938008756581560779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4938008756581560779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4938008756581560779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4938008756581560779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-call-me.html' title='people call me?'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-342855316780766316</id><published>2009-07-18T11:04:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:34:48.359+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>20 RANDOM THINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;it's been looooong time since my last post. yeah, i've been stucked in thinking what am i gonna write here. now finally, FINALLY i know what to write. i will state all random thoughts in my mind. anything ,as much as possible. leeeet's start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i wanna watch harry potter! uuugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i miss my friends.my schoolmates, classmates, besties.how are you people? );&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i cant stand my first week at course. well i like my new pals--they're fine. but not the lessons! help me pleaseee T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i feel like an idiot in that course.uuugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i love reading ,and the last time i bought books were on last monday hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i like j.cool ,soooo much.but i hate buying it in SMS for the damned-easily-broken machine and the jerks who work there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;recently i started to like tweeting.though some people say it's useless, i think it's more fun cos it's less complicated. i dont care if nobody replies to my tweets haha ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i still have a blog ,people! so what?! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i went to singapore last month, and i think that country is soo exagerating in doing everything.,especially in adjusting their time. do you know that &lt;strong&gt;singapore is located at the same longitude as west indonesian, so their time is supposed to be SAME like ours.&lt;/strong&gt; but they insisted to make it one hour earlier. THAT's why they always rush everywhere. dumb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i cant explain my feeling if you ask me "&lt;strong&gt;what it feels like to be a scholar&lt;/strong&gt;" .so dont ask!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i bought a dslr and i really wanna buy a new lens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i want to go out with my friends but now it's so damned hard because of the f-ing idiot terrorists!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i really really really envy YOU who can experience mos ospek mabis or-whatever-they-call-it for the orientation period of entering high school. you may call me crazy and stupid but that's what i'm thinking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i hate facebook oh why it takes sooo long time to just be opened?! CRAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i never like michael jackson "very much" ,so i feel nothing when he died. sorry jacko-ers (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i was thinking of choosing a president who cares about global warming. but unfortunately, i'm not allowed to elect, and&lt;strong&gt; there's no candidate who state that they wanna fight global warming&lt;/strong&gt; *sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i wanna learn french and i wanna go to france. huaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i also wanna go to italy, japan, USA, new zealand, maldives, thailand, switzerland, spain, canada, and go around the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i'm so happy when i get a single comment ,fave ,or even replies in deviantart for i'm just a beginner and i need help in improving my skills (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i dont have anything more, but i still wanna type more. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;ohooookay. that's it. i'll stop now. HUAAAH.&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/3505782861298276136-342855316780766316?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/342855316780766316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=342855316780766316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/342855316780766316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/342855316780766316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/07/20-random-things.html' title='20 RANDOM THINGS'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4067138656782347390</id><published>2009-06-06T11:22:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:56:36.118+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>four memorable days (day 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeee ,dua hari sebelomnya udah diselesein dari jauuuuh jauh hari. tapi kenapa hari ketiga-keempat lama bangeeet ga ditulis tulis? yaa apalagi kalo bukan gara-gara sekerumunan badak (ups, sekerumunan adek gue yang juga pingin main kompi maksudnya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeeee here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 mei 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah sarapan&amp;amp;siap-siap ,akhirnya kita rame-rame cabut ke uluwatu! yaa, kawasan uluwatu ini terdiri dari hutan monyet ,pura, dan view yang super-maknyus. maknyus disini maksudnya bukan buat makanan, tapi buat mata. yoi, karena terletak di "southest point"nya bali, viewnya pun langsung ke samudra hindia yang ombaknya terkenal WIW itu. dan uluwatu bukan berupa pantai tempat sunbath kayak kuta atau sanur atau nusa dua, tapi berupa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEBING. yak, TEBING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadi sori aja, lo ga bisa ciprat-ciprut air disitu. tebingnya tinggi, dan langsung menghadap laut luas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344073587271762066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin2nQ7hgJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/hyDBhb0k7-Q/s320/uluwatu.jpg" /&gt;dan mengenai "hutan monyet" nya, monyet-monyet uluwatu itu terkenal banget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;isengnya, jailnya, &lt;s&gt;kutuannya&lt;/s&gt; ups pokoknya ya gitu deh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kacamata, tas, kamera, hp, topi, dll kalo ga dijaga bisa dijambret sama monyet bandel itu. karna itulah, gue dan temen-temen gue yang kacamataan dan bawa tas memutuskan buat ninggalin barang-barang di tas, cuma bawa kamera&amp;amp;duit secukupnya. dan itu keputusan tepaaaaat! dua temen gue dijambret kacamatanya dengan KASAR oleh monyet jelek itu sehingga meninggalkan kenang-kenangan di muka&amp;amp;di kacamata yang (semoga) ga permanen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi luckily, gue ga digangguin sama monyet monyet ituuu. dan sempet foto-foto malah! here they are ; say cheeeesse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344070211807560354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SinziyWJQqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xzV8wWXMOT0/s320/CIMG5883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344070219019393074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SinzjNNlGDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bvYgB5QZlBU/s320/CIMG5884.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344070221827661842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SinzjXrH4BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/HlSQkSuK8b8/s320/CIMG5886.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344073594145586962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin2nqiXvxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/aZJCbUKy23M/s320/CIMG5891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;naaah, setelah balik ke bus, kita jalan lagi ke tempat wisata lain yang deket dari uluwatu, yaitu DREAMLAND! bukan ,bukan itu bukan amusement park, tapi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PANTAI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaa, pantai yang menghadap ke selatan (samudra hindia juga jadinya) dengan ombak yang "menggeledek" dan cocok banget buat surfing. yup, dan lokasinya ga gitu strategis, dengan tempat parkir dan pantai yang berjarak kira-kira seratus meter dan jalannya itu rusak-sak-sak. dan jeleknya lagi, toiletnya MAHAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, 3000 perak buat pipis. 10000 buat mandi, dan 5000 buat CUCI KAKI. hell banget ga sih, cuci kaki doang GOCENG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi positifnya ,pantainya kereeeeen banget. pasirnya masih bersih. dan hal pertama yang gue lakukan (setelah pipis) adalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apalagi kalo bukan FOTO FOTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344073595857396690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin2nw6f49I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ebsWvVZF1Ms/s320/CIMG5894.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344082516933158306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin-vCgtJaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sXlbjG7APHo/s320/P5270180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344082520713261362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin-vQl88TI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gXYaqv4LPGY/s320/P5270172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaa, dan sayangnya karena ombaknya makin guede, akhirnya kita disuruh udahan deh sama tour guidenya. dan kita langsung jressssss ke JOGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;fyi, selama gue ke bali, gue belom pernah sekalipun ke joger, baru kemaren ini! makanya gue juga excited kayak yang lainnya. dan WOW, ramenyaaa. sesek banget di dalem. tumpukan baju berantakan banget. please deh, ini yang namanya joger? buset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan setelah berbelanja ria di joger, akhirnya kita menuju ke jimbaran, sea food paradise! dan kita tepat waktu buat sunset! waaa asik banget deh, makanannya enak, dan sunsetnya kereeeen. dan gue&amp;amp;yang lain ga lupaaaa FOTO FOTO LAGI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344079809489697282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin8Rcf4egI/AAAAAAAAAGU/uUbUjeYC-gk/s320/catching+sunset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344079812213475746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin8RmpSCaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kAYeGDGOaHc/s320/100_0752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344079811685333394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin8RkrXOZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3RXrhFE0dEc/s320/BALI!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis makan juga kita terruuuuuus foto-foto ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344079820793627714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin8SGm8xEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wWjKIKVTI6o/s320/100_0763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344079820008842594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin8SDr15WI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AGuTgRKrupg/s320/P5270233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344082533235097874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin-v_PZARI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gcSgvKDBKHk/s320/P5270249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344082527099733314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin-voYmxUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1oj0HQo4SPU/s320/P5270237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344082522813980082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin-vYazXbI/AAAAAAAAAHM/tVeU0wfbr5w/s320/P5270234.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344087603014067106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SioDXFo446I/AAAAAAAAAIE/if5hKqlBEM0/s320/P5270258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344087592184355410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SioDWdS4mlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FGFju_EnS80/s320/P5270251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344087595621391186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SioDWqGVm1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/RukaPm4-_2s/s320/P5270255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344087589888305298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SioDWUvdqJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/VNXeDCFE0nQ/s320/P5270254.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344113181231048994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sioan77CaSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hzaf7irrG28/s320/P5270266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344113185191068594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SioaoKrLg7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/35zqi8k6T-M/s320/P5270271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344113190402219074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SioaoeFnXEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0p6zNH4Q434/s320/P5270273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344113194469193442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SioaotPQduI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2mF03eI2B20/s320/P5270277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan setelah itu, di perjalanan, gue&amp;amp;temen-temen sebus juga foto-foto buat kenang kenangan malem terakhir di bali! awwwww bener-bener ga kerasa deh tau tau udah malem terakhir di bali ); i'm gonna miss y'all guys, and our memories too );&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344113199164499842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sioao-utJ4I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Urkq__9iBsg/s320/P5270281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan tau ga, malemnya kan ada final liga champions! ada barcelona vs MU (sayangnya MU kalah hiks). malem itu gue&amp;amp;temen-temen nonton bareng loooohh dari awal ampe selesai! yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was sooooooooo fun! tunggu laporan hari berikutnya ya .salam BALI ;D&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4067138656782347390?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4067138656782347390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4067138656782347390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4067138656782347390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4067138656782347390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/06/four-memorable-days-day-3.html' title='four memorable days (day 3)'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sin2nQ7hgJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/hyDBhb0k7-Q/s72-c/uluwatu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4026207532445572154</id><published>2009-05-31T18:20:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:55:24.356+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>four memorable days (day 2)</title><content type='html'>day 1 (DONE!) oke. sekarang hari berikutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 mei 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah berlengket-lengket ria dan berjijay-jijay ria di hari sebelomnya, akhirnya berakhir lah hari itu, dan matahari terbit (alah lebay). menurut jadwal yang dikasitau lisan oleh si tour guide (bli apa itu namanya gue lupa), hari ini kita main di cruise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wawawaw dalam bayangan gue ,pasti asik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita berangkat pagi-pagi (bener deh, pagi bangeet) ke tanjung benoa buat ngejar cruise biar ga ketinggalan.&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341953702326242642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SiJuluG9DVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NKlTIDX1DZU/s320/P5260113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan akhirnya kita berangkattttt! waaah gue duduk di belakang kapal ,diluar sama temen-temen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341960473114163058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SiJ0v1Qlt3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/WDsSQ6AUms0/s320/n1101891431_445040_8197304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341960462975806050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SiJ0vPfaqmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-DXR6yhdoDE/s320/4673_1148558789780_1101891431_445038_5159015_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam perjalanan, gue udah [nyaris] kecewa sama cruise nya itu. ya gimana nggak ya, beberapa puluh menit duduk di kapal (see, gue hanya duduk!), gue udah eneg. pusing-pusing. sakit perut. dan tadinya gue dah mulai enakan, tapi tapi tapi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merilda ,temen yang duduk beberapa bangku dari gue mengeluarkan isi perutnya (baca: PUKE). dan lu tau kan gimana jadinya kalo lu udah eneg, dan ada yang nyulut disamping lu?&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;ya pasti lu juga muntah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, dan ga lama setelah itu, sebelah gue (davina) juga muntah. oww gosh, kita bertiga sekamar, dan tiga-tiganya muntah dalam waktu ga sampe 5 menit. YAY! (ironis)&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;div&gt;tapi gue masi bisa bermain dan bersenang-senang loh! hihihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341953704486353570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SiJul2J9uqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/q6f7Gz1z4oc/s320/P5260119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ini pulau yang gue lewatin. tapi tapi bukan nusa penida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaa, gue masi bisa liat-liat ikan di semi submarine, cipak-cipuk di pantai Nusa Penida, dorong-tarik orang masuk laut, main banana boat dua kali, makan sampe kenyang, daaaaan ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341960464296111090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SiJ0vUaM6_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/DgzFdm9y2gg/s320/4673_1148558949784_1101891431_445041_2645020_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341953695276327906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SiJulT2H4-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/VXgyOENMalY/s320/DSC00017.JPG" /&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&gt;akhirnya tidur di perjalanan pulang ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sebelom turun ,gue dan kawan-kawan sempet foto-foto juga loh di kapal. pulangnya, gue duduk di dalem (maksudnya sih pencegahan biar ga mabok. dan di dalem pewe sekali! emang sih rada sempit, tapi oke lah bangkunya empuk kayak bangku bioskop. hihihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341953717144865138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SiJumlT_SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wxGxOD-oRW4/s320/P5260124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341953707580805666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SiJumBrvUiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lGJDI_ltoDI/s320/P5260123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;abis itu, kita makan malem di restoran canangsari di sanur. dan eng ing enggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disana ada karaokean. dan taukah kalian, ada guru yang sangat pede sehingga mereka nyanyi karaoke duet. ada satu yang suaranya rendah kejawa-jawaan, dan satu seriosa gitu deh. dan mereka nyanyi bareng-bareng. jreng-jreng. (oke, gue diam.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di restoran ini juga ada billiard nya loh. dan tau ga, guru-guru pada ikut main loh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaah itulah enaknya bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can reveal teachers' embarrassing attitudes lol ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4026207532445572154?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4026207532445572154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4026207532445572154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4026207532445572154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4026207532445572154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/05/four-memorable-days-day-2.html' title='four memorable days (day 2)'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/SiJuluG9DVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NKlTIDX1DZU/s72-c/P5260113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-6904296975111249050</id><published>2009-05-29T12:51:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:55:04.635+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>four memorable days (day 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah the previous four days were so amazing and unforgettable, yet some hours were sucked to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why? lemme explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25-05-09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pagi dini hari gue udah bangun (tepatnya jam 2.45 AM) karena pesawat berangkat jam 6 dan diharuskan ngumpul di sekolahan jam 4 pagi. ya, itu jamnya maling pulang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pesawat yang dipake adalah merpati mz640. dan gue duduk sama william&amp;amp;davina. sempet ngerasa ga pewe, karena kursi gue didorong-dorong kayak orang kesetanan sama si bryan. agh dia itu. tapi sempet foto-foto loh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341122500362767410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sh96nZf4DDI/AAAAAAAAADE/nkVvhRzd_pk/s320/P5250002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341122489399005250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sh96mwp6UEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zyBDBY9aznw/s320/P5250010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;akhirnya sampe di denpasar, kira-kira jam setengah sembilan wita. dan tour guide plus tiga bus ukuran kecil-kecil udah nunggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan kita langsung menuju ke bedugul. lho? menurut jadwal yang dikasih, hari itu kita free di kuta, tapi kok malah ke bedugul? tapi gapapalah, pikir gue. jalannya lamaaaa banget. jauh, panjang, belak-belok, serasa jalan ke puncak. tapi dengan pemikiran positif kalo gue akan menuju pura ulundanu yang keren (kayak di duit goban itu), gue tetap sabar. dan jreng-jreng-jreng,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341123297441055938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sh97Vy2JhMI/AAAAAAAAADM/S6QUq1rCOnA/s320/P5250033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bedugul yang dimaksud hanyalah danau berlatar gunung yang berkabut tebal. dan tanpa pura. plus lagi, baru jalan berapa menit, zressssss. hujan turun. kita pun langsung makan. dan makanannya? aduh si mbak yang ngelayanin itu pelit bukan main. makannya dijatahin, nggak boleh nambah, dan meja-kursinya penuh dengan lalat ber"ngung" ria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;setelah itu kita pergi ke tanah lot buat liat sunset dan makan malem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;disana kita jalan-jalan muter-muter tanah lot sambil motret-motret, nyambi nungguin waktu sunset. rencananya kita mau makan di restoran dewi sinta, ya di daerah situ-situ juga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341125676015250706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sh99gPubbRI/AAAAAAAAADU/o2VlABdtnMY/s320/P5250037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341125688592397506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sh99g-lDdMI/AAAAAAAAADs/Br5CCYm-l_8/s320/P5250062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan akhirnya saat sunset pun tiba! aww meskipun agak rame, tapi gue dan beberapa kawan gue dapet sebuah spot asyik buat motret sunset. eeh disana juga ada sepasang bule yang mau motret sunset. dan kamera mereka ada DUA, dslr jumbo-jumbo. agh i envy YOU BOTH ,foreigners!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341125689574017970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sh99hCPFy7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/vrm3PEkZLlY/s320/P5250099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341125679122292658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sh99gbTNH7I/AAAAAAAAADc/rJBi89HfhrY/s320/tana+lot-sunset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341125680532643314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sh99ggjdXfI/AAAAAAAAADk/wVx0xmzR3lk/s320/shilouette.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dan setelah itu, kita pergi ke centro di kuta. gila ga sih, ga dateng-dateng ke hotel dari sejak nyampe pagi buta. belom mandi belom apa, badan lengket kayak apaan tau. dan seharian itu gue dan temen-temen semua udah parno setengah mampus soal hotelnya. banyak banget yang bilang kalo hotelnya jelek, hotel backpacker lah, apa lah. dan setelah ke centro, akhirnya baru deh pergi ke hotel. dag dig dug setengah mati!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi tapi tapiii&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ternyata hotelnya OKE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yaah, kecil sih, tapi boleh lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dan temen-temen, posting gue akan bersambung di sini. buat hari-hari selanjutnya, akan gue lanjutin nanti-nanti yaaa. salam bali! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-6904296975111249050?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6904296975111249050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=6904296975111249050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/6904296975111249050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/6904296975111249050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/05/four-memorable-days-day-1.html' title='four memorable days (day 1)'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/Sh96nZf4DDI/AAAAAAAAADE/nkVvhRzd_pk/s72-c/P5250002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-285535547869358404</id><published>2009-05-21T10:05:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:33:58.461+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>robert pattinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338114946339193154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/ShTLQtrAQUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aPelW6GUgG4/s320/293_ad_Pattinson_051909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;notice this guy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i'm pretty positive that y'all notice that guy is robert thomas pattinson (or to be called rob, edward cullen, cedric diggory, etc etc). well, actually i'm not a fan of his for i hate his messy style (ups no offense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not in some cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before playing on box office movies that make him popular and loved-by-girls, he stated that girls werent really interested on him. here's his statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's funny, but about a year ago I'd talk to girls and no one would be interested. Really, it's true, and then when it was announced I would be in 'Twilight' and the book's author gave me her seal of approval, everyone seemed to change their mind.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The attention I get now is just mind bending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&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;yeah, y'see, funny how people could change their minds quickly, easily, AND randomly. clearly it's caused by the popularity and the new reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. you know what, i personally think that he still keeps the memories of his "dark times" in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what will i do if THAT happens to ME?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-285535547869358404?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/285535547869358404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=285535547869358404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/285535547869358404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/285535547869358404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/05/robert-pattinson.html' title='robert pattinson'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/ShTLQtrAQUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aPelW6GUgG4/s72-c/293_ad_Pattinson_051909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-8720262106801262407</id><published>2009-05-20T16:25:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:40:45.052+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>last day?</title><content type='html'>uas selesai! hurrrrrrrrayy. HURRAAYY. aduh senangnyaaa hatiku. (ih lebay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i'm super-duper-terribly-HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;belum lagi ,senen nanti mau ke baliiiiiiiiii. awwww i love monday (for this time) ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada beberapa hal yang ganjel. hari ini hari terakhir gue sekolah di gs. well, mungkin nanti masih dateng-dateng acara sampingan, tapi formally, this is the last day before graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan itu ngingetin gue akan sesuatu. gue bakalan pisah sama temen-temen gue. dan pisahnya itu jauh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jauh, JAUH, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JAUUUUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. dan gue dihadepin ke lingkungan yang baru banget buat gue. dimana gue harus cari temen lagi, cari sohib lagi, cari orang yang gue percayain lagi. dan dengan cara berkenalan&amp;amp;mengakrabkan diri yang beda juga, yaitu dengan BAHASA INGGRIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu yang bikin gue agak ga yakin. dan kalo gue "kangen" sama temen smp gue, gue ga bisa main ke gs kayak kakak-kakak kelas yang sekolahnya deket. telpon juga mahal. sms ato email bisa sih, tapi gimana ya, kalo lagi kangen yaa kurang sreg aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan yang bikin gue agak takut, gimana kalo mereka pada lupa? lupa. siapa tuh egi. lupa. dan yang bikin ketakutan dan kekhawatiran gue bertambah sedikit, gausah jauh-jauh. gue berjarak ga sampe lima puluh meter aja mereka bisa lupa sama gue. &lt;em&gt;and it was proven today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimana gue ga takut?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hh.fyi, i sometimes could get melodramatic like this.sorry if that bothers you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-8720262106801262407?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8720262106801262407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8720262106801262407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8720262106801262407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8720262106801262407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day.html' title='last day?'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-7904778494742644648</id><published>2009-05-15T17:04:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:57:21.371+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>flashback UP</title><content type='html'>heeeeyoooooo. haaaah nafas gue sekarang udah dua pertiga lega. idih, aneh gitu, dua pertiga lega? iyaa, soalnya baru dua dari tiga ujian yang udah selese. ugh kenapa waktu rasanya lambaaat banget ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, to start with, i'm going to make a kind of review about the practical exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP dari tanggal 4-14 mei. lama ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 mei - komputer, inggris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;komputer : alamak gue ga ngerti sama sekali yang namanya VLOOKUP. apalah itu, yang jelas gue nggak terlahir buat jadi pakar excel. akan tetapi, namanya egi, pasti ada jalan keluar. gue inget, ada satu tombol penyelamat di komputer ,yaitu F1. apalagi kalo bukan HELP EXCEL. aih it worked! ada rumus vlookup disana dan contohnya pula. hihihi one down, mate!&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inggris : ini dia ujian yang gue dah siapin. jadi yaaa lancarrrr saja.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 mei - apres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the worst. yep, gue ngerasa, nilai gue anjlok disini. uuuh jangan tanya kenapa deh :(&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 mei - fisika ,agama-b.indo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fisika : awalnya gue sempet rada stress gara-gara belom siap (sama sekali). beneran deh, keringet dingin, gemeter. adaw it was horrible! dan pagi itu pun gue langsung ngebutttttt belajar. dan usaha sistem kebut sepagian itu ga sia sia man! gue lulus fisika ahiahahahaha. lucunya, pas di lab itu kan ada pengawasnya sir agus sama mam jeanne. si sir agus ngomong gini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"regina kamu jadi ke singapur?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"iya sir" (sambil ngerjain laporan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" wah ati-ati kamu ntar dibunuh loh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hah?) -- (langsung ngeblank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wew dia memang lucu o_o&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agama-b.indo : ini dia yang gue super tegang. gue diharuskan berkotbah dalam jangka waktu lima menit, dengan alat peraga dan lengkap sama kostum pengkotbahnya. aihhh bener deh sengsara banget kostum gue. dan waktu mau ambil undian, gue yang terpincang-pincang jalan pake flatshoes (random fact: flatshoes itu terakhir dipake setaun yang lalu kayaknya), waktu sampe di tempat undian, nomor yang tersisa cuma nomor 28 ,26 ,24 daaann nomor SATU. karena gue ga mau lama-lama lumutan nunggu, akhirnya dengan berat hati gue ambilah nomor SATU. my heartbeat's volume&amp;amp;speed increased twenty times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 mei - mandarin ,biologi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandarin : hayaaa. gue dapet nomor berbelas belas. tapi karna gamau terakhir, akhirnya gue memutuskan buat nuker nomor sama hebron yang dapet nomor SATU. awwwww again!&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biologi : ternyata, apres bukan yang terrparah. INI yang paling parah. gilak, gue lebih gemeteran lagi, dan suasananya kaku bangeeet. fisika mah ga ada apa-apanya dah! udah gitu, gue masuk gelombang terakhir, jam 12 kira-kira. dan mam paula bilang, gue NYARIS harus ngulang. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 mei - ketrampilan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DP : aih. model gue belum selese. *speechless for this*&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 mei - conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conversation : astaga naga. gue sempet ribut sama sir martahan soal giliran masuk ruang ujian. tau ga apa yang gue "conversation" kan sama si bule? berikut cuplikannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what's your hobby?"&lt;br /&gt;"i love reading"&lt;br /&gt;"what kind of books do you like?"&lt;br /&gt;"i like ... harry potter ,twilight, and many more"&lt;br /&gt;"oo do you read them in english or indonesian?"&lt;br /&gt;"some in english, some indonesian"&lt;br /&gt;"hmm, have you watched twilight the movie?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh yeah i have"&lt;br /&gt;"how many times?"&lt;br /&gt;"twice"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, my wife watches it everyday." (WOW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah konyol banget ga sih tuh istri si bule. gue aja ga segila itu soal twilight. haha&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 mei - OR (part one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senam pramuk : thanks to BRYAN, kelompok gue dapet yang paling paling paling akhir. nunggunya itu lho, serasa bertaun-taun baru akhirnya mulai. gue latian terus senam pramuka sampe gue sendiri eneg ngingetnya. eww.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 mei - OR (part two)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run : kelas gue giliran pertama. gue yang ambil undian hihi. jam delapan aja udah selese. tapi gue nunggu bentar, trus pulang ke rumah meril nonton dvd inkheart sambil ngemil sukro! hihihi dan gue main disana sampe jam setengah tiga. ga kerasa ya.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 mei - OR (part three)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basket : pagi-pagi ujan. aih gue males banget mikirnya. pasti lama deh selesenya. padahal gue sama temen-temen mau nonton! tapi akhirnya lapangannya kering. dan gue selesai ujian. ujian praktek selesai. yaaay seneng banget deh. trus gue-ica-odi-william-harlin-louis-dina-desi-meril nonton KNOWING di sms. (i'll write the review asap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started well, it ended well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for uasssss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-7904778494742644648?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7904778494742644648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=7904778494742644648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7904778494742644648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7904778494742644648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/05/flashback-up.html' title='flashback UP'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-3824216331229873541</id><published>2009-05-08T20:19:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:57:56.959+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>salute</title><content type='html'>gue ga bisa ngomong panjang lebar di posting kali ini, karena masalah yang lagi gue hadepin cukup pribadi (ayaaa). mungkin kalian bosen mesti bacain masalah gue satu persatu yang (mungkin) kurang penting buat kalian. tapi ga papa. gue sih ga mikirin berapa orang yang baca blog gue dan nikmatin posting gue, yang penting gue enjoy nulisnya ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke. hari ini cukup panjang. panjaaaaang banget, karena gue harus ngikut acara iayp yang lamaaa dan ngebosenin setenga mampus. dan selama masa-masa menunggu, apa lagi yang gue dan temen temen lakuin kalo bukan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGEGOSIP, yeah bahkan cowok juga .amazing huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan yang digosipin itu satu orang. dari pagi ampe sore, udah pada mulai teler-teler, yang digosipin ituuuu aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan dari "penggosipan" itu, entah kenapa gue ngerasa salut sama satu orang, yaitu (ehm sebenernya gue rada sungkan nyebut namanya, karena bisa menimbulkan kege-eran tersendiri bagi orang itu, taulah, sifatnya emang gampang geer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bertram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buat yang kenal sama dia, dan tau kalo selama ini gue selalu cekcok (ya, sepanjang gue kenal dia gue hampir selalu cekcok sama dia ,ya gimana lagi namanya ga cocok) pasti pada shock deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi buat yang kenal dan juga tau masalah penggosipan tadi, pasti ikutan salut kayak gue. bener deh, gue sangat-sangat-sangat ga nyangka ternyata dia menyimpan uneg-uneg dan ga pernah out of control (iya sumpah dia sabar juga ya ternyata o_o). kalo gue sih, udah meledak dari kapan tau kali kalo ada masalah kayak gini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nah loo, penasaran yaaa? hihihi maaf yaa, ga bisa diceritain secara publik gini)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betewe, tadi meskipun cuapek, tapi lumayan juga loohhh. kita kita ditraktir sama pak te yang murah hati dan tidak pelit di pizza hut! huraaay trims to sir T&amp;amp;luken for the help (:&lt;br /&gt;hihihi dan akhirnya, happy news everyone! gue sampai di rumah DENGAN SELAMAT. thanks to valen&amp;amp;her father (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-3824216331229873541?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3824216331229873541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=3824216331229873541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3824216331229873541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3824216331229873541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/05/salute.html' title='salute'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-8791942544407551929</id><published>2009-05-05T13:41:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:58:23.814+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>surrounded by tough things.</title><content type='html'>gue selalu dan selalu ga akan suka hal-hal yang berbau curang, bohong, dan mengcopy. yea, those three things are the things i mostly dislike, even &lt;strong&gt;hate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaa, itulah juga kenapa gue selalu berusaha menghindarinya. gue ga mau bohong, gue ga mau curang, gue ga mau mengcopy anything that goes on others' style biar gue juga nggak digituin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti pepatah, lo ga mau dicubit, jangan cubit orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah it goes the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi yang namanya hidup dengan orang beda-beda karakternya di sekitar lo, itu sangat sangat sangat susah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena bisa jadi itu semua adalah rutinitas orang di sekitar lo. misalnya, ngibulin orang itu kegiatan rutin dia setiap pagi, ato setiap jam 12 siang. atau, nyontek itu makanan sehari-hari yang kalo nggak dimakan bisa bikin mampus. atau orang yang punya pikiran, apa salahnya copy style orang kalo itu bagus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life would be so tough, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi semenjak "menikmati hidup" adalah poin yang terpenting buat gue, gue punya pikiran yang bagus sebagus bagusnya (buat gue) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though you're surrounded by tough things in your life, you have to think on the bright side. here it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"life's sometimes tough. but those tough things make me tougher"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. tougher and tougher in each new days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm positive that as long as i do it, i'll enjoy my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-8791942544407551929?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8791942544407551929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8791942544407551929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8791942544407551929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8791942544407551929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/05/surrounded-by-tough-things.html' title='surrounded by tough things.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4578509574611939233</id><published>2009-05-01T14:38:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:58:38.411+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>all is fine!</title><content type='html'>huraaaayyy UAN udah selese kawans! (yap itulah kenapa gue dah bisa ngepost. asik asik) tapi sayangnya, belum semua. ya belum. itu masih sepertiga dari kebebasan. masih ada ujian sekolah, ujian praktek, dan ujian sekolah lagi (to be continued gitu ceritanya. geje yah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadiii ... gue harus menikmati sedikit demi sedikit dari kebebasan "sesaat" ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, sedikit demi sedikit, supaya ga terlalu bablas dan juga ga kekurangan ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selain masalah uan us up dan u u u lainnya, gue mau ceritain soal my dearest desktop. dia sudah berfungsi lagi dengan sempurna! horeeeeee yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the better thing is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my photoshop is back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the newer version (well not the newest but it's fine) CS3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG i'm so happy. kini gue ga perlu pake photoscape yang terlalu cepet dan kurang bermakna. ya jujur gue kurang sreg pake photoscape. terlalu gampang jadi terlalu cepet jadi bikin males dan juga mengurangi kesabaran. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least, mood gue belakangan ini cenderung naik naik dan terus naik nih. hihihi yaa mungkin ada saatnya gue sedikit (sedikiiiiit) bete, tapi cuma sebentaran. iya beneran ga boong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that all is fine. literally (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-4578509574611939233?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4578509574611939233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4578509574611939233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4578509574611939233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4578509574611939233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-is-fine.html' title='all is fine!'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1896700865583317266</id><published>2009-04-25T14:33:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:59:04.171+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>problems are coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawat. UAN hari senin. dan seakan-akan itu belum cukup, jumatnya ada UAS. ternyata itu masih jauh dari cukup! senin depannya disambung ujian praktek sampai tanggal 13. itu juga belum cukup, masih nyaris. tanggal 19-20 mei adalah penutupnya. ya ya, ujian sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sebagai "pelengkap", datanglah satu lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan, bukan tentang sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tentang komputer ini, yang sekarang lagi dipake buat ngetik posting. ada sebuah virus laknat yang menyerang. gue sendiri masih belum yakin darimana asalnya, karena kemungkinannya banyak. yeah, bisa dari usb, internet, limewire, dsb dsb. akan tetapi, bokap gue dengan sangat yakin berkata,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"itu pasti gara-gara kamu ga pernah disconnect internetnya tauk, gi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey beneran didisconnect kok kalo udah selese pake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bokap gue ga mau denger. dan akhirnya, karena capek dengerin keluhan gue, plus kena akibatnya juga (baca: bokap gue ga bisa copy data dari handphone karena takut kena virus juga), akhirnya bokap memutuskan buat format ulang komputernya, dan install ulang program-programnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sekarang apa yang gue lakukan? tentu aja, ga lain ga bukan, copy data yang penting-penting ke usb. i'm gonna die without those things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..bye bye memori lama. see you soon!&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/3505782861298276136-1896700865583317266?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1896700865583317266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1896700865583317266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1896700865583317266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1896700865583317266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/problems-are-coming.html' title='problems are coming'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-7883626784570201242</id><published>2009-04-24T17:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:00:02.284+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>just enjoy the show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lenka - The Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can’t do it alone I’ve tried&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down make it stop&lt;br /&gt;or else my heart is going to pop&lt;br /&gt;‘cuz it’s too much, yeah it’s a lot&lt;br /&gt;to be something I’m not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a fool out of love&lt;br /&gt;‘Coz I just can’t get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I can’t do it alone I’ve tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I’m so scared but don’t show it&lt;br /&gt;I can’t figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It’s bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is hot in the sky&lt;br /&gt;just like a giant spotlight&lt;br /&gt;The people follow the sign&lt;br /&gt;And synchronize in time&lt;br /&gt;It’s a joke nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;They’ve got a ticket to that show …yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can’t do it alone I’ve tried&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I’m so scared but I don’t show it&lt;br /&gt;I can’t figure it out&lt;br /&gt;it’s bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can’t do it alone I’ve tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I’m so scared but I don’t show it&lt;br /&gt;I can’t figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It’s bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum dee dum dudum dee dum&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum dee dum dudum dee dum&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/-gLvhwwgxW"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/-gLvhwwgxW" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/-gLvhwwgxW/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum dee dum, dudum dee dum!&lt;br /&gt;cocok banget sama gue sekarang. hihihi. she's my second fave singer (after mr.a-z of course!)&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/3505782861298276136-7883626784570201242?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7883626784570201242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=7883626784570201242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7883626784570201242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/7883626784570201242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-enjoy-show.html' title='just enjoy the show'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-5839917016080889591</id><published>2009-04-09T08:20:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:59:27.842+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>throw the resolution away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oke, inget soal resolusi taun baru yang dulu itu? gue cuap-cuap soal mau nahan emosi di depan seorang guru yang sangat-sangat menye. dan ternyata telah dibuktikan oleh survey langsung oleh temen-temen sekelas gue kalo resolusi kampret itu gatot alias gagal total. dan anehnya, gue nggak kecewa-sedih-or whatever karenanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, totally NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? yaa gue ngerasa, kalo gue nahan emosi dan nggak banyak bacot di depan si guru ini, gue ga akan bisa mempertahankan pendapat gue dan temen-temen (well kebanyakan dari mereka nunggu gue ngomong soalnya). and it's just unfair, letting his own opinion (sometimes it's not right, mate, that's why we insist to ours) and keep silent. yeah, lo ga terima kan kalo diajarin yang salah-salah sama guru lo padahal lo tau yang bener apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, apalagi pas kemaren ngebahas soal try out. dia mempertahankan kunci jawaban yang (ow man) stupid banget dan sangat-sangat nggak masuk akal. ya jelas karena kita nggak mau nilai kita anjlok padahal kita udah bisa (hanya gara-gara kunci jawaban yang asal banget), jadi gue dan temen-temen protes abis-abisan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hampir tiap nomor (iya hampir TIAP nomor), kita debat dulu. dan dari beberapa soal itu, ada dua atau tiga soal yang akhirnya dianulir (atau di otak kita sebagai murid, dibonusin), meskipun dianulir belakangan karena nilainya udah keburu dipajang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan tau ngga. karena soal inggris yang juelek banget itu. nilai try out inggris gue paling rendah dari 4 mata pelajaran yg laen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huuuuuuuuuuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah itu dia. jadi, resolusi gue pun gagal total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may it rest in peace deh. LOL&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/3505782861298276136-5839917016080889591?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5839917016080889591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=5839917016080889591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5839917016080889591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/5839917016080889591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/throw-resolution-away.html' title='throw the resolution away.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1974911895869041506</id><published>2009-04-03T14:18:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:59:45.096+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>think positive. yeah hell</title><content type='html'>gue sebagai anak yang baik dan taat sama ortu (halah) selalu diajarin buat "think positive". yep, itu adalah cara supaya kita nggak pesimis, keep moving forward, tetep ceria, terhindar dari stress dan kawan-kawannya, plus hal-hal klise lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malangnya buat gue, itu bukan hal yang gampang. kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di hari ini serta besok, mimpi buruk udah nungguin di sekolah dengan topik "TRY-OUT". yeah meskipun ada sisi positifnya (pulangnya cepet, ga ada pelajaran), kalo menurut gue sisi negatifnya terlalu banyak buat mikirin yang positif. ini listnya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu, lo ga punya waktu buat happy2 lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dua, lo harus belajar terus terus terus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiga, ga ada yang namanya "main komputer", baca novel, chatting2, dll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empat, weekend lo bakal suram sesuram-suramnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lima, belajar lo yang tadi itu harus serius, karena nilai try out selalu dipajang di tempat umum. ada yang lebih parah. sang kepala sekolah terilhami buat ngirim hasil try out lengkap-kap-kap ke orang tua. so, kalo lo ga mau sengsara di hari mendatang, . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enam, makin banyak try out artinya makin deket waktu uan. dan itu artinya, makin deket juga ujian praktek, ujian sekolah, dan ujian ujian lainnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tujuh, waktu lo buat ngurusin ujian2 lainnya jadi berkurang karna belajar t.o., sedangkan waktu ujian juga makin deket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delapan, pressure is everywhere. sekolah udah ngirimin surat jadwal ujian yang menekankan besar-besar, "FOKUS PADA LULUS 100%" dan ini bikin ortu lo akhirnya nyadar kalo lo ga cukup serius belajar. dan..... waktu belajar lo akan ditambah lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sembilan, les inggris bakalan keteteran, karna di saat les lo udah lesu setengah mati abis belajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepuluh, lupa hal-hal lainnya yang bertema "FUN", dan "RANDOM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan masih banyak lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, kalo sisi negatifnya aja sebanyak itu, gimana caranya think positive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1974911895869041506?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1974911895869041506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1974911895869041506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1974911895869041506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1974911895869041506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/04/think-positive-yeah-hell.html' title='think positive. yeah hell'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2453131056476962210</id><published>2009-03-21T11:55:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:00:15.795+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>everything changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lama ya ga ngeblog. wew, ga lama-lama juga sih, tapi menurut gue, ini udah cukup lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah apa yang bikin gue jadi mellow gini. tiba-tiba gue ngerasa, things change. people change. even my life seems to change. maksudnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lebih lebih lagi di taun ini. gue udah 15 taun, dan pandangan orang ke gue udah berubah. gue udah dianggep gede, udah ga perlu disuruh-suruh, udah ga perlu perhatian yang bener-bener "lebih" kayak gue dulu masih kecil. dan bentar lagi gue pindah ke singapore. sendirian lagi. kayaknya hidup gue bakalan bener-bener berubah saat itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belum lagi yang sekarang. gue jadi kurang bisa main sama temen-temen gue yang dulu. well, mungkin masih bisa. tapi ga tau kenapa ya, gue nggak ngerasa bener-bener "deket" sama orang. kalo dulu pas masih kelas tujuh ato delapan, ato bahkan pas SD, gue punya yang namanya "best-friend". tapi, yang namanya things change, pastinya orang juga berubah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contohnya? temen gue, si A, dia cowok, dan dia sekarang udah jarang main sama gue karna beda kelas. dia juga mulai main sama cowok-cowok lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus si B. dia cewek, dan as other girls, dia mulai deket sama cowok. dan sayangnya, gue kurang suka sama cowok yang nyita hampir semua waktu temen gue. jadilah gue agak jauh sama dia. padahal, dulu gue sering banget ngobrol, maen ke rumah dia, dan hal-hal yang fun lainnya. sekarang? BIG ZERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lain lagi dengan si C. gue masih sering ngobrol sama dia. tapi, gue beda kelas sama dia. dulu, soal beda kelas ini mah tergolong ecek-ecek sama gue. mau kelas dia di ujung dunia juga gue sama dia masih bisa ngobrol dengan fun. masalahnya, sekarang dia sekelas dan deket sama orang lain yang agak gue seganin. yah, gue agak susah deket sama orang ini karena yaa emang ga deket. jadi gue agak susah ngobrol sama si C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guru-guru pun juga berubah. ada satu guru yang bener-bener berubah sampe perubahannya ini bikin gue shock seribu persen. dan menurut gue, persoalan tentang si guru ini agak terlalu pribadi buat diungkapin publicly kayak gini. gue sendiri juga ga tau kenapa bisa berubah seratus delapan puluh derajat kayak gini. it's really shocking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan belum lagi, bentar lagi udah mau ujian. waktu tuh berubah, jadi cepeeeet banget. tau tau udah zepp tinggal sebentar lagi mau ujian. hari ini gue udah bagi rapot mid. bentar lagi gue bakalan ninggalin pgs plus temen-temen gue. uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh dear time, can you rest for a minute for me, please?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perubahan apa lagi sekarang yang mesti gue hadapin? ugh, gue enek sama perubahan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-2453131056476962210?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2453131056476962210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2453131056476962210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2453131056476962210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2453131056476962210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/everything-changes.html' title='everything changes.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-912981653331625423</id><published>2009-03-13T16:01:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:00:56.742+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>freedom in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;asik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;asyik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;asyiiiikkk!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gila gue seneng banget nget nget mid-tes yang menyengsarakan itu udah berakhir tadi siang. gila, begitu tes mandarin (tes yang terakhir) dikumpulin, gue serasa di langit ketujuh saking hepinya! udah mau jingkrak-jingkrak aja gue saking super duper sangat hepi. haha aga lebay yah? but that's the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yang bikin lebih hepi lagi, senen-slasa-rabo libuurrrrr. oyea asik banget ga sih skul gue. yahhh, ga asik asik banget juga sih, adakalanya juga gue pingin bakar skolah gue saking kueselnya (ups, peace.) tapi masa-masa menyebalkan itu lagi nggak gue pikirin sekarang. yang ada di otak gue cuma libur, have fun, bebas, dan no more text books. iyaaa emang sih bentar lagi uan dan kawan kawannya, plus ada tryout ntar tanggal 23. tapi kalo baca buku pelajaran pas liburan kayak gini? sorry layaaaauuu. gue OGAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dan segudang buku plus dvd yang dari kemaren kemaren dah numpuk siap ditonton plus dibaca bakalan jadi aktifitas gue selama berhari-hari kedepan. oiyaa, plus online dong! haha. jalan sama temen ato kluarga juga ga kelupaan. gue sih pingin, pingin bangeet ke kota tua buat hunting foto. awww gila it's my dream! udah dari lama banget gue pingin ke sono. (psst, gue penasaran pingin liat meriam si jagur! hihihi cuma penasaran liat doanggg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;soo, kalo kalian gimana? mau ngapain ajaa? ups, buat yang ga libur, sorry dehh udah bikin lu setengah mati ngiler karena ngiri. (no offense) ;p;p;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;well, this insanity is caused by the freedom i taste in the air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-912981653331625423?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/912981653331625423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=912981653331625423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/912981653331625423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/912981653331625423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/freedom-in-air.html' title='freedom in the air'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2908749490815416485</id><published>2009-03-06T18:26:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:01:13.683+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>things 'round me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;apa kabar dunia blogger? wow lama banget yahh sejak terakhir kali gue permak ini blog plus juga nulis postingan. yup ngga lain ngga bukan ya gara-gara tugas sekolah, pr, ulangan seabrek, try out, bta, dll dll yang super duper bikin mabok. jadi maen internet aja setengah ati, ga pol pol an. (ya amplop, nge-net aja pake pol polan segala)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yup, minggu ini aja udah kayak neraka. gimana ngga, mulai kamis kemaren, mid tes udah mulai. bukan sembarang mid tes pula, bahannya dari kelas tujuh ampe sembilan coba! udah kayak uas-uan dicepetin. aaaargh gila stres gue. untungnya, senen libur. yayayippie. jadi bisa lahhh sekarang refreshing otak dulu. daripada stres keterusan, trus mampus gimana hayo? (halah lebay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;trus ada juga yang bikin gue rada down. gue ngga jadi dateng ke javajazz. hiks, hiks, iyaa gue batal deh nonton jason mraz. padahal gue dah pingin pingin pingin stenga mati. gue juga pingin nonton twentyfirstnight, barry likumahuwa, tompi, malique, ran, brian mcknight, dll. dan semuanya ambles bles bles, dan mesti ketunda ampe taon depan. bayangin! taon depan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yaa gara-gara tiket si mr.a-z udah keburu sold out dari sejak akhir januari. pas tau kalo udah sold out, gue dah mau nangis gerung-gerung rasanya. tapi udah lah, biarin aja, gapapa masi ada taon depan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;upss, betewe, taon depan gue dah di singapore! dia ada konser disana ga ya? hmmm. tapi jujur, gue rada takut gitu di singapore sejak ada kasusnya david-david sapa itu yang ngebunuh dosennya dan juga bunuh diri. ntah karena stres ato kenapa juga ga jelas. yang jelas, setengah dari otaknya udah pindah ke dengkul gara-gara kepinteran. ooo tidak, gue ga mau kayak diaaa! maka itu kawan, please please please doain gue! wish me tons of luck and hope. okay okay okay? terengkyuuuu :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-2908749490815416485?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2908749490815416485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2908749490815416485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2908749490815416485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2908749490815416485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-round-me.html' title='things &apos;round me.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-8653572203415662811</id><published>2009-02-02T16:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:01:58.352+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>exhausting weekend</title><content type='html'>bum da bum da bum. gilak weekend ini super duper cuapeekk. kalo pake inggris udah bukan tired lagi, EXHAUSTED. yup, dari jumat kemaren (fyi, it's my FIFTEENTH burrffday!) gue nginep di skul, pulang hari sabtu. bayangin! ulang taun di skul, ngurusin pmr. wow banget ga si? so, buat yang nanya-nanyain traktir traktir sgala macem, ga bisa dipenuhin deh ;p satu karena gue nginep di skul, dua karena gue bokek asli! so, maaf ya kawans :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi jumat itu gue bangun dengan bunyi hape yang drrt drrt ada sms plus alarm. trus pas dah mandi nyokap masuk kamar kasi kado hp baru! yayayayyyy thanks mumm. fyi (again), hp gue yang lama kecuci-kerendem-whatever you call it. malang banget ga si gue. untung gue punya nyokap yang sangat sangat baik dan mempunyai empati sehingga beliau tau anaknya ini ga sanggup hidup tanpa hp (halah). thanks mummmm :hug::hug:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitu sampe skolah, gue langsung ke uks buat naro tas gue untuk nginep ntar. trus gue lari-lari cepet cepet ke ruang tempat naro tas buat cepetan senam pagi karna si babe udah siap-siap teriak manggil kelas gue. apes banget ga si? trus temen-temen kelas gue yang sangaaaat baikkkk ngasi selamet ke gue. aduh makasi banget kawans! trus pelajaran or itu gue setenga mati ngusahain bola voli buat ngelewatin net. itu bener-bener susah gila. gue nyaris hopeless. beneran, ga lebay. eiya gue juga dapet kado dari ica,louis,je.a. aduh kalian baik bangetttttt makasi! pelajaran lanjut terus terus ampe istirahat pertama. trus gue ke lante tiga buat kasi print out soal teori pmr yang susah sekali gue buat sampe lembur lemburan (dan ternyata pada ga bisa ngerjain HAHAHA). trus merilda,nobi,dkk ngasi selamet juga. di tangga gue ga dikasi lewat sama cowo-cowo, trus si awi yang super iseng nyodorin tangannya yang bersambel di jari (maksudnya mau salaman) tapi gue tau banget niat aslinya. apalagi kalo bukan mepeer. dasar ckck. trus hari itu ada ulangan MAT! wedew. gue udah pusing-pusing belajar, ternyata ulangannya ga sesusah soal latian yang dikasi pa yop! astaga gondok deh gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selese BTA, gue ke uks ngurusin buat pelantikan. ternyata gelas aqua yang buat games dll belom dikosongin! aernya berliter-liter dan gelasnya berpuluh-puluh. gilak uks dah mau banjir bok. acaranya lumayan si, ga gagal, tapi ga sukses banget-bangetan juga. gue juga tengkyu banget buat anak-anak sma yang dah mau capek-capek bantuin pelantikan, it does help! justru yang bikin kesel itu si pak te. apaan tuh masa pake ngambek segala ngga mau ngisi sesi gara-gara bau jengkol? peep banget deh. emang gue tau itu bau, tapi ga usa gitu gitu dong! lebay tau ga. akhirnya masker jengki yang sengaja dengan spesial diracik dicuci gitu aja setelah beberapa menit DOANG! padahal taun lalu pas jaman gue dimasker, nyaris seharian muka gue ketutup masker ijo-oren ga jelas itu! DIMANA ADA KEADILAN HAH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malemnya ada yang super seruuuu. yap apalagi kalo bukan jurit. buset gue salut banget sama felis laa dkk yang kreatif sumpah bikin rutenya. jadi mereka berdua-dua jalan dari ujung parkiran sma yang bau (deket tempat sampah soalnya) muter ke belakang lapangan sma, ke gardu listrik belakang gedung (itu pos satunya). trus jalan ke depan gedung sma (pos dua), muterin selasar antara gedung sma sama smp, trus di meja satpam smp dikasih petunjuk, naek kelantai dua, lurus ke WC CEWE LANTAI 2, masuk SATU-SATU (jadi satu masuk satu tunggu diluar WC), cari kertas yang ditempel di salah satu bilik yang ada nama buat ditandatanganin. gilak pada ga berani masuk WC, soalnya tuh WC emang terkenal horor banget. trus keluar dari situ naek ke lantai tiga, ke teras panjang di belakang WC cewe (ini juga ga kalah horornya), trus langsung ke ruang eko. nah yang konyolnya, kan ada yang berempat tuh jalannya. nah ditengah jalan mereka ketemu kak ela (orang dari PMI yang ngisi sesi) yang keluar dari ruang MAT ga bisa tidur, pake selimut gitu. nah mereka langsung jejeritan kalang kabut gara-gara dipikir si kak ela itu apaan tau. hahaha emang si tampang si kak ela itu rada horor, tapi ga usa gitu dong. hahahahaha. trus adalagi yang lebih konyol. ada dua anak ketemu sama yang berempat. eeeeh begitu papasan, mereka berenam jejeritan juga! buset gilak. yang lebih gilanya, gue diceritain sama anak kelas 8, ternyata anak-anak SMA itu ada yang ngelemparin boneka ANE pas ditangga!(fyi, boneka ini yang dipake buat latian RJP, napas buatan, dll. tampangnya horor banget. kayak mayat beneran gitu). pantesan gue denger ada bunyi kedombrang kedombreng yang disusul dengan jeritan panjang nan ketakutan. HUAHUAHUA. tapi emang si ini jurit serem dan seru. tiap beberapa menit pasti ada jeritan melengking. hahahha. bahkan ketua osis (rika) sama cowo-cowo pada takut. beneran salut deh gue kakkkkk ;p;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi asli, gue capeeeek banget. tidur cuman satu jem setengah itu juga ga nyenyak. gara-gara uks penuh, gue tidur di tandu jadi. trus dinginnya setengah mati. jadi gue pindah keluar uks trus tidur di lantai. hasilnya? badan gue sakit semua pagi-paginya. trus kejamnya, gue dan temen-temen kelas 9 masi harus ikutan BTA! apa coba kejam banget. gila gue ngantuukkkk banget. mata gue dah kayak jengkol kali gedenya. trus selesai BTA, temen-temen kelas gue ngasi kue satu slice. CHEESECAKE! aaaaww gilak itu favorit gue euy! makasi banyaaaaaakkk temen temen :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;trus gue sekelas pergi foto yerbuk. sayangnya, si tukang foto dari oxalis dateng telat! rese banget deh. urgh urgh. yang ada kita ujan-ujanan, kaki pegel jalan lumayan jauh, ga dapet apa apaan kecuali foto hasil jepretan sendiri. uuuuurrghh. trus pas gue dah ganti celana buat ikut pelantikan lagi, si kak daniel dari oxalis itu baru dateng! peeeeeeeeeep. gilak gue kesel banget. dia udah minta maaf si, gue iya iya aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus lanjut lagi pelantikannya. merilda udah pulang buat ignatius. kenny juga pulang mau les saxophone. tinggal gue dkk bersepuluh doang, plus kakak kakak berapa orang gitu gue lupa. gilakkkk capenya bertambah! acaranya ngaret sejam gara-gara si pak te penasaran kok pada jelek-jelek tesnya (ya wong merekanya aja males tauk. udah kita kasi materi segudang buat dipelajarin, waktu buat minta latian tambahan diluar jam ekskul, mereka ga mau! kalo pada ga lulus ya sala sendiri dong!). jadi upacara baru selese jam 5. hasilnya? tujuh ato delapan orang gitu ga lulus. yang cewe cewe pada nangis. useless abis. nangis toh ga bakal bikin lulus kan? mendingan belajar deh lu pada buat remednya. daripada ngabisin tenaga sama aer mata buat nangis. ya ngga? eiya. gue dapet kado lagi dari deweeee. tengkyu deweeeeee :hug::hug:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eiya next good news! gue diterima tes di sanur! yaaaaayyy. gue juga lolos tes GAT buat scholarship. aaaaaaaaaa gila gue seneng banget.lega lega lega. ntar tanggal 13 tes mat inggris, trus 14 interview. doakan ya temen temen. Amiiiiiinnnn.&lt;br /&gt;see yaa at the next post :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-8653572203415662811?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8653572203415662811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8653572203415662811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8653572203415662811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8653572203415662811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/exhausting-weekend.html' title='exhausting weekend'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2950466074175766406</id><published>2009-01-23T16:31:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:02:11.214+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>RETIRING</title><content type='html'>gue ngerasa tua. tuaaa banget. gue haruus, diwajibkan malah, buat pensiun osis &amp;amp; pmr. yap, kemaren kamis osis baru udah dilantik. tadi ekskul pmr udah mulai, dan gue terdampar di kelas belajar akar-akar-akar dan reported speech-speech-speech. arrrr peep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;osis sih gue sebodo teuing yah (&lt;em&gt;ups&lt;/em&gt;). maksud gue, ya gue kan ga gitu aktif-aktif banget dan nikmatin segala sukaduka jadi osis layaknya sang ex-ketua (&lt;em&gt;nobi maksud gua&lt;/em&gt;), jadi mungkin rasanya beda lah pas ninggalinnya. dia mah sedih banget, gue legaaa banget (&lt;em&gt;ups lagi&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi beda banget kalo pmr. bangeet. pas udah ga bisa ikutan ekskul, kerasa banget bedanya. gue bener-bener ga tahan pas denger ada suara tepukan pmr yang membahana (&lt;em&gt;alah&lt;/em&gt;). rasanya gue pingin loncat dari kursi gue, trus keluar dari kelas buat ikutan sama mereka. dan ngebayangin kalo gue udah ga bisa ikutan pmr lagi, itu bener-bener bikin gue sedih. beneran ini ga lebay. gue bener-bener sedih, sumpah. gue jadi ga ada mood buat belajar, jadi diem sendiri gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kalian mikir, kok gue lebay dan freak banget ampe segitunya. ya semua bisa gini soalnya gue enjoy banget ikut pmr. gue udah ikut ampir dua taun, dan itu bener-bener fun. gue belajar banyak banget. gue emang bukan the best (&lt;em&gt;tapi juga bukan the worst lah&lt;/em&gt;), dan banyak banget dukanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;pelantikan yang capek banget-bangetan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ngajar adek kelas yang pendiem (&lt;em&gt;jadi lu serasa ngomong sama tembok gitu) dan kadang terlalu bawel plus suka ngelawan&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;triak-triak ampe suara abis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tes level a yang buener-buener susah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beberapa yang ga bisa kerja sama (&lt;em&gt;si peep poop paap piip puup&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;tapi sukanya juga banyak banget. gue dapet pengalaman baru, jadi deket sama temen-temen pmr, dapet temen baru dari mcc, menang lomba trus malemnya ditraktir pizza hut, dll dll. gue bener-bener bersyukur pas mutusin buat pilih ekskul wajib pmr. meskipun dulu temen-temen gue pada ambil ekskul yang laen, gue ngotot ambil pmr. dan hasilnya? gue enjoy banget. gue bener-bener nikmatin setengah mati, sedangkan temen-temen gue ada beberapa yang nyesel. hahaha (&lt;em&gt;sori guys, tapi ini kenyataannya kan?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dan hasilnya? ngedenger teriakan anak-anak tadi pas mereka ekskul dan gue belajar mat (&lt;em&gt;peep ga sih?&lt;/em&gt;), gue bener-bener -- gimana yah -- ga terima aja gitu. gue pingin ikutan. gue belom mau berenti pmr. apaan tuh pensiun. gue udah mau teriak kalo gue ga mauuu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sekarang gue jadi tau maksudnya si tenny pas dia bilang kalo dia sedih banget ninggalin roses. ya. pasti kayak yang gue rasain sekarang. udah pernah kayak gini? &lt;strong&gt;SHARE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-2950466074175766406?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2950466074175766406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2950466074175766406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2950466074175766406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2950466074175766406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/retiring.html' title='RETIRING'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-4643991103750409161</id><published>2009-01-17T18:35:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:02:25.586+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>kado kado tCAHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tanggal 30 jan tinggal beberapa hari lagi. tepatnya, 13 hari lagi. kenapa gue kepo keponya ngitungin tanggal? karna itu ultah gue man! iya, sekaligus hari pelantikan pmr angkatan baru. bisa dibilang, hari trakir gue sebagai anak pmr yang berbakti, baik hati, aktif, tidak sombong, dan rajin menabung (I AM!). dan ini mungkin ultah pertama dan trakir gue yg dirayain bareng temen-temen satu SMP. ya iyalah wong taon depan gue udah SMA. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sebagai anak cewek normal dan biasa yang mau ultah, pasti dipikirannya banyak kepingin kado-kado dari harga secupu cupunya sampe yang mahalnya selangit. yap and so do i! wishlist kado gue ada segunung kali. apa aja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tiket java jazz. gue mau nonton JASON MRAZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HP gue bener lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;scholarship! anybody can do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tas ransel baru. tas gue? amplop deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new sneakers, please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;USB. or at least, fix mine please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;skul libur seminggu. please please please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;subscription di dA. ayo dong mau mau mau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(ini sih ga ngarep banget) ipod!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boooks, boooks, and more boookss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(alrite this may sound stupid) socks. iya kaos kaki. kenapa? ga boleh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;botoll minum. mau dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;album foto yang bisa muat kartu pos. bukan yang kecil jadi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sekeranjang permen (lolipop, permen tongkat, coklat, jellybeans, gum balls etc!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kaos lucu. hihihi gatau gue pingin aja ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;any idea whatcha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wanna gimme? a wishful message or card is fine for me (but not suggested!) :)&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/3505782861298276136-4643991103750409161?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4643991103750409161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=4643991103750409161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4643991103750409161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/4643991103750409161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/kado-kado-tcahh.html' title='kado kado tCAHH'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1080571699250137169</id><published>2009-01-14T20:15:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:36:04.145+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>GOODNESS</title><content type='html'>mentioning the goodness of somebody. iyap, ini adalah aktivitas pelajaran agama yang tiap tahun selalu ada. jadi, kita siapin kertas kosong sama pen, trus duduk melingkar ga bole putus. tulis nama di kertas, trus siap-siap digeser satu ke kiri (&lt;em&gt;ato kanan&lt;/em&gt;) begitu dikasi perintah geser. tiap tiap orang harus tulis minimal satu kelebihan dari temen yang kertasnya dipegang itu. misalnya gue megang kertas punya natali, berarti gue harus tulis minimal satu kelebihan dia. truuuus digeser-geser, jadi satu kertas punya orang itu bisa ada tulisan dari sejumlah orang (&lt;em&gt;di kelas gue tadi, ada 27 orang&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kelebihan yang ada di kertas gue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan :: pinter&lt;br /&gt;stainley :: baek&lt;br /&gt;nando :: rajin, pinter, baek&lt;br /&gt;kefas :: genius (&lt;em&gt;helloooo?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;reggy :: smart (&lt;em&gt;pinter maksudnya?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;said :: baik, briliant walaupun setara sama gw (&lt;em&gt;astaga said ckck&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;andrew :: pinter&lt;br /&gt;william :: pinter, jago semua pelajaran, yang laen kalah. hebat bgd (&lt;em&gt;astaga, lebay bgt. ga juga kali&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;harlin :: pinter, tapi masih bisa dijailin ;p (&lt;em&gt;ya deh awas kao nanti harlin&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;louis :: otak profesor&lt;br /&gt;frans :: jenius&lt;br /&gt;jose :: genius? master deh. mungkin iq nya 170 (&lt;em&gt;astaga ini. ga mungkin bgt iq gue segitu. ngimpi aje kali&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;SK :: asli rajin abis, tauk deh (&lt;em&gt;tauk apa?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;ica :: hehe..top dah terlalu banyak lebihnya. best pren dah! (&lt;em&gt;iya ca best pren!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;eva :: pinter bgt! gampang bergaul...&lt;br /&gt;davina :: pinter, temen yg baek, asik, lucu, hihi :D&lt;br /&gt;steffanie :: pinter, jenius, enak diajak ngobrol&lt;br /&gt;chintya :: pinter bgt, bae, suka nolong, lucu&lt;br /&gt;luna :: aduu ini pinteer abiz. otag e encer bgd. lebii encer dari pipiz. kuyenh laa pokoke (&lt;em&gt;ha? otak gue dibandingin sama air kencing. buset&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;memel :: pinter bgt. bae, suka ngajarin, lucu&lt;br /&gt;rae :: pinter, suka pinjemin novel&lt;br /&gt;laura :: pinter&lt;br /&gt;l.shierly :: enak diajak ngomong, ga pelit (&lt;em&gt;si ica langsung protes liat gue dibilang ga pelit. haha&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;claudy :: pinter, baek, lucu, enak diajak ngobrol&lt;br /&gt;bule :: pinter bgt. hehe bae, cerewet, hehe&lt;br /&gt;dina :: enak diajak ngomong. bff! (&lt;em&gt;iyaa din. bff ;p&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuw. liat kan. mirip mirip semua. selama tiga taun beginiiii melulu. yaaa tapi thanks kawans. sebenernya gue ga pinter-pinter amat. gue juga suka bingung. kadang gue juga suka males, ga selalu rajin kayak yg kalian pikir. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sekali lagi thanks ya kawan kawan. love you all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1080571699250137169?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1080571699250137169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1080571699250137169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1080571699250137169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1080571699250137169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodness.html' title='GOODNESS'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-2806007239991009068</id><published>2009-01-10T11:27:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:02:54.170+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>RAPOT with big R</title><content type='html'>wedew hari ini gue ambil rapot. (&lt;em&gt;telat banget ya skul gue, hari gene baru ambil rapot. ckck&lt;/em&gt;) dag dig dug setenga mati. baru jem setenga tujuh aja adek gue udah minta buruan berangkat, pdhl gue baru masuk jem setengah 8! duh males banget deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesampenya di skul, baru ada melinda. bahkan sir martahan aja belom dateng coba! jadi gue sama si melinda ngadem sambil ngobrol-ngobrol deh. makin lama akhirnya pada dateng, dan gue naik ke atas buat nganter nyokap ke pertemuan. trus balik lagi ke kelas, nunggu ampe pertemuannya selese. aduh mak lamaaaaaaa banget! dari jam setengah 8 itu, baru selese jem 9. uda mau mati gue nunggunya. finally (&lt;em&gt;at last!&lt;/em&gt;) baru deh pada masuk ke kelas, duduk bareng ortu dag dig dug an nunggu giliran ambil rapot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuuuuuuung banget untung. haleluya puji Tuhan! rapot gue ga sejelek yang gue pikir. yaiyalah, taon ini tuh gue jadi makin malesss, males belajar, males bikin tugas, dan gue rasa nilainya bakal nurun banget. eeeh ternyata ga turun-turun amat, masi oke! hahaha gue legaaaa banget deh pas liat. dan jeleknya, nilai BAHASA INDONESIA gue yang jelek. bayangin, BAHASA INDONESIA! aspeknya? MEMBACA. sumpah malu deh gue. dan nyokap bokap gue nanya dengan lugunya, "gi emangnya kamu ga bisa baca? kok nilainya jelek gini"&lt;br /&gt;aayaaaaa malu mak! tapi over all oke si, cuma itu aja tuh. membaca. pret banget. gimana rapot kalian?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-2806007239991009068?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2806007239991009068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=2806007239991009068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2806007239991009068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/2806007239991009068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/rapot-with-big-r.html' title='RAPOT with big R'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-3200593010879323367</id><published>2009-01-09T18:50:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:03:11.650+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>OUCH</title><content type='html'>hari ini gue ga skul. ihihihi namanya "madol bersurat". ga madol juga siy, wong izin. mau tes di sanurrr. argh sepintas gue males. pusing mak! tapi demi. demi sma. demi sekolah. gue masi mau sekolah (yaa meskipun gue lebih banyak males-setengah-matinya daripada rajin -banget-bangetnya), cita-cita gue bukan cuma jadi ibu rumah tangga (oh dear buat yang punya cita-cita kek gini, mati aja deh lu ga usa skul. cetek banget sumpah), tapi a lot higher than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tadi gue menghabiskan waktu dengan belajar (see? gue belajar juga tauk) buat tes. dan ternyata, yang gue pelajarin (it's called locus man, not hocus pocus) termasuk useless karna ga keluar sepeserpun di tes. preeet banget. ternyata yang keluar malah hal-hal berbau konyol yang kayak jualan baju (seriously!), timbangan, virus kompi, ayaaaaaaaa capedeee =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan tau ga tau ga. gue tadi ketemu sama si vincent! iya vincent super badung (ups sori) yang dari gs. guess what, dia tes di sanur juga! buset. kaget gue. tapi dia bilang si dia uda bayar di gs, cuma coba-coba doank di sanur. ooooh gituh. gue juga ketemu banyaaaak temen yang laen. ada ruth.cynvia.cindy (they're my old friends, pals) trus ada ivan.ceod.arno dll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daaan besok gue harus tes lagi. psikotes! menurut si ibu ntah sapa namanya, waktunya kira-kira 4 jam. KIRA KIRA. buset dah. minggunya? ada psikotes lagi. tapi versi inggris! iya buat scholarship singapore. gila ga tuh. seminggu dua kali psikotes. mau mati saking stressnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaa sud lah. doain gue yaahh biar sukses ses ses. thankiess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-3200593010879323367?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3200593010879323367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=3200593010879323367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3200593010879323367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3200593010879323367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouch.html' title='OUCH'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-3972449960769065013</id><published>2009-01-05T08:59:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:03:22.815+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>TUGAS</title><content type='html'>baru masuk sekolah. udah dapet tugas. tapii. ada tapinya ini. tugasnya disuruh bikin blog! huray. akhirnya ada juga tugas yang gue suka. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi tugasnya ini disuruh bikin blog yang isinya tentang resolusi sama harapan di taon baru, sama harapan di taon 2008 yang tercapai &amp;amp; yang ga tercapai (&lt;em&gt;lame huh.&lt;/em&gt;). jadi disinilah gue, di hari pertama sekolah, di ruang komputer, terjebak dengan internet yang super lelet, mikirin resolusi dan harapan blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan tau ga. ternyata gue termasuk beruntung masi punya acc google, karna itu jelas bikin kompi gue sekilas terlihat lebi cepet dibanding yang laen (&lt;em&gt;yang laen masi dalam proses pembuatan, pada ga punya si mereka. haha&lt;/em&gt;) oke. back to the topic. pertama-tama resolusi. apaan ya. *mikir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, mungkin resolusi yang sekilas keliatannya gampang (&lt;em&gt;tapi sebenernya susah&lt;/em&gt;) yang kepikir sama gue dulu ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAHAN emosi&lt;/strong&gt;. terutama sama si ITU. dan sama yang laen juga tentunya. sama yang laen mungkin lebi gampang, soalnya gue harus ngadepin dia selama empat kali seminggu. dan kalo ketemu si ITU, pasti bawaannya gue pingin ngomeeeel mulu. sebenernya gue dosa berkali kali lipet dengan marah sama dia. yaiyalah secara, dia GURU (&lt;em&gt;sori, namanya forbidden&lt;/em&gt;). dan sumpah, nahan emosi sehari aja susah banget. BANGET&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lebih RAJIN lagi&lt;/strong&gt;. amin amin. ya, gue &lt;s&gt;mau&lt;/s&gt; harus lebih rajin lagi. liat aja jadwal gue, rabu pulang jem setengah lima, jumat sabtu tes SMA di sanur, minggu ada GAT (&lt;em&gt;general aptitude test&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;) buat beasiswa (&lt;em&gt;yang ini gue ga yakin, ga ada pengumumannya. tapi gue dikasi tau yang laen sih gitu&lt;/em&gt;). dan belom lagi ulangan laen, tugas, mid, ujian nasional, ujian praktek, ujian sekolah. kesimpulannya? mati deh gue. harus kudu wajib mesti belajarr.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NABUNG!&lt;/strong&gt; ngumpulin duit. buat beli hp (&lt;em&gt;ya, hp gue masih "koma", ga bisa dipake. fyi, sekarang gue masi pake punya ade gue.&lt;/em&gt;), beli kamera yang bagusan dikit, dslr kalo bisa. amiiiin!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;sekarang, harapan (&lt;em&gt;yaampun apa sih ini&lt;/em&gt;). kayak anak laen, gue juga punya harapan. dream. wish. hope. whatever deh. banyak banget. gue udah pernah tulis nih di posting sebelom sebelomnya (&lt;em&gt;yang judulnya &lt;strong&gt;DREAMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;). dan soal yang tercapai dan belom tercapainya....oke lah gue tulis lagi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yang udah tercapai? &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;breaking dawn&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;gue udah selese baca! gue suka banget sama SETH. oh he's adorable :p&lt;/em&gt;); &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;libur banyakan dikit dong&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;well, ini boleh lah gue bilang tercapai. selama 2008 gue dapet banyaaaak libur. haha)&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nilai oke&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;wew, buat kelas 8 udah okelah, tapi buat kelas 9 baru bakalan keluar hasilnya hari sabtu ini!&lt;/em&gt;); &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;makan yang enak-enak&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;done! yaah meskipun gue masi pingin coba-coba lagi. haha&lt;/em&gt;);&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; punya temen baruuu&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;yang ini siapa sih yang ga mau. yep, gue ikutan ROSES, dan ini juga DONE!&lt;/em&gt;); dll dll. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yang belom tercapai? banyaaaaakk. selengkapnya baca di postingan DREAMS aja. itu udah kecampur harapan dari duluuuuu banget sampe harapan yang baru-baru. oke oke? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-3972449960769065013?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3972449960769065013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=3972449960769065013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3972449960769065013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/3972449960769065013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/tugas.html' title='TUGAS'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-8031067248053658331</id><published>2009-01-03T12:43:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:03:49.308+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schooldays'/><title type='text'>school DOES suck.</title><content type='html'>oooh tidaaaakk! hari senen liburan udah selesai. finish. end. doomed. aaarghh! dan gantinya? SCHOOL. aaaaarrrggh ga ada lagi tidur malem. bangun siang. maen kompi ampe gila. nonton dvd tiga ampe lima kali sehari. baca buku yang tebel. jalan jalan sesuka hati. huaaaaaaaa semua diganti sama satu kata, "SCHOOL". uuuurggh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke, ada satu yang bagus, ketemu temen temen. itu ngobatin sedikit. sedikiiit. yang laennya? urgh. belajar 9 jem sehari. bangun jam setengah 6 pagi. pulang siang stres ngantuk pusing. belom lagi semester dua itu ada BTA (&lt;em&gt;bimbingan tahap akhir, buat persiapan ujian&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;) seminggu 3 kali! damn! sabtu sekolah! rabu pulang jam setengah 5! jumat ga ada PMR jadi BTA! aaaaaaaaargh school does really suck! banyak PR. banyak tugas. banyak ulangan. banyak nasehat cap cap cap kayak gini nih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kalian udah mau UAN, ayo belajar dari sekarang!"&lt;br /&gt;"jangan ke SMS melulu, ayo belajar..."&lt;br /&gt;"guru marah karena sayang sama kalian, makanya jangan berbuat yang aneh-aneh..."&lt;br /&gt;"pake seragam yang bener, dasi naekin, kancing atas dikancing! kamu pake ikat pinggang ga?"&lt;br /&gt;"ambil buku penilaian!"&lt;br /&gt;"kamu ga bawa buku? mana buku penilaiannya sini saya minus!"&lt;br /&gt;"tugas itu nilainya sama kayak ulangan, jangan lupa kerjain tugas kamu!"&lt;br /&gt;"kalian tuh udah kelas 9, jadi contoh dong buat adik kelasnya.."&lt;br /&gt;"saya pusing deh sama kalian. saya itu sebenarnya ga mau marah, tapi....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAARGGGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;rasanya pingin gue suruh diem itu semua. capeeeeek tau capeeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-8031067248053658331?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8031067248053658331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=8031067248053658331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8031067248053658331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/8031067248053658331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-does-suck.html' title='school DOES suck.'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-1943934779006074581</id><published>2009-01-01T21:12:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:04:14.031+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my days'/><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>wow ini udah bukan 2008 lagi. udah 2009! (gue jamin kita kita pasti kagok deh nulis taon di buku/agenda/dll. pasti maunya nulis 2008 hehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo kata sms dari temen gue :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; - double luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0&lt;/strong&gt; - zero problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0&lt;/strong&gt; - zero sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; - 9X richer &lt;dl&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walah walah amiinn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to last night. niat mau ke gereja batal batal total (&lt;em&gt;kalo gue maksa ga ikut acara kluarga mungkin gue bakal digorok. sorii&lt;/em&gt;) jadinya jalan-jalan sama kluarga ke moi, trus ngemil ngemil di pinggir jalan nyambi nunggu tengah malem. yahh not bad lah kalo gue bilang. meskipun rada annoying awalnya, lama-lama oke aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulangnya gue, adek, nyokap, bokap nonton harry potter and the goblet of fire di tv. waw gue jadi liat si cedric (&lt;em&gt;si edward cullen versi muda dan culun haha&lt;/em&gt;), cakep dia! hihihi. menjelang jem 12, makin banyak suara pletak pletok jder dor gleger (&lt;em&gt;kembang api itu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;), kebetulan gue nonton di kamar bokap nyokap yang jendelanya ada 4 (&lt;em&gt;iya bener ada 4&lt;/em&gt;), jadi nyokap buka gorden keempat-empatnya, dan pas nunggu iklan gue bisa nonton kembang api. asyik banget lho. ga perlu beli mahal mahal. it's FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, gue cuma mau nyimpulin, taon baruan di rumah oke oke aja tuh, ga harus jalan-jalan buat nikmatin taon baru. ya nggaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skali lagi, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;happy new year ya kawan kawan. new year better life dong :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3505782861298276136-1943934779006074581?l=supertapisimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1943934779006074581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3505782861298276136&amp;postID=1943934779006074581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1943934779006074581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3505782861298276136/posts/default/1943934779006074581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supertapisimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>REGINA EKAPUTRI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677710557395400156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWp-LqGXQs0/TE7qKjXSy9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/k3Z0qvCTFd4/S220/24477_1380139539586_1114850142crop_31152492_7671770_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3505782861298276136.post-488498224356855763</id><published>2008-12-31T13:32:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:04:23.893+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>KALEIDOSKOP 2008</title><content type='html'>yaa it's the last day of this year! whoa time sure flies soo fast. karna itu. skarang diriku mau sedikit flash back (&lt;em&gt;cielah&lt;/em&gt;) ttg kegiatan gue selama setaun ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JANUARI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; :: happy new year! wish wish wish, dream dream dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; :: school days start from here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt; :: first day teaching. iya, ini hari pertama gue jadi senior di PMR. gue ngajar bareng albert. seru deh waktu itu ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24&lt;/strong&gt; :: hari itu ada pemilu ketOS (&lt;em&gt;ketua OSIS&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;). gue inget, soalnya ini tuh hari ultah nya VG, dan dia nangis (&lt;em&gt;probably because she didnt win it&lt;/em&gt;) congrats nobi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30&lt;/strong&gt; :: buuurffday! gue 14 taun. gila, gue makin tua! thanks kadonya kawan. masi gue simpen semuanya :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;FEBRUARI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-2&lt;/strong&gt; :: LDK OSIS (&lt;em&gt;untuk k
