<?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-3719972626257337126</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:26:54.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta'z Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>- what i see - what i hear - whar i feel - what i know -</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719972626257337126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05879096842859081875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mobR9QdsqOY/SEbd4sGafYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jpILb7d5DmY/S220/yeyh3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719972626257337126.post-8105675046338299120</id><published>2009-03-19T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T05:15:33.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The City Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time goes by fast here... Literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The seconds move faster and so do the people. They don't stop to breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It consumes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nobody seems to be alive anymore. We are simultaneously losing our values and our qualities and the things that make us real. I've never seen a bigger wasteland than that of which is our generation. And in a place where image is everything,, I've been made everything from a martyr to an idol to a target to a joke to the villain to the saint. Put up and then torn down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If there's anything to get out of the gray matter between the black and white of life it's this: "Don't let anyone tell you what kind of person you are. Their hate is your glory."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can't touch me anymore. I'm a tower now. I'm disconnected now from your world, to the point where i don't let a place or a name or a person define who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe that makes me human,, or just fucking weird..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somehow i'm wondering,, is it the city itself or the people in it that eventually destroy us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719972626257337126-8105675046338299120?l=tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/feeds/8105675046338299120/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719972626257337126&amp;postID=8105675046338299120' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719972626257337126/posts/default/8105675046338299120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719972626257337126/posts/default/8105675046338299120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/2009/03/city-lights.html' title='The City Lights'/><author><name>Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05879096842859081875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mobR9QdsqOY/SEbd4sGafYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jpILb7d5DmY/S220/yeyh3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719972626257337126.post-219325161057693190</id><published>2009-03-15T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:30:56.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For all of the Gossipers &amp; Backstabbers in 'Here' - YOU HAVE TO READ THIS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear friends,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you believe in all of people said about someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well,, if you do, then the entire city of here is a lie to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone loves good rumor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone talks shit about everyone else in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can believe someone when they say: "Cinta is a fucking bitch/ slut/ snob/ weirdo or anything else,, whatever..!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In fact, i'm a nice person. I care for my friends more than i care about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shit-talk me, of course i'm going to confront you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember, i'm not a weak person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've respect people who have the balls to tell me that they don't like me to my face instead of behind my back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I read a hate blog dedicated to me. And all i can do is laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think it's funny that someone can have so much to say about me but it's never to my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's the same with the rumors about me and my families or my friends or my boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you've ever seen me with them all, you can clearly se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;e that we're just fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yet the rumors still persist. It's fucking pathetic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;It's the same with the music scene here,as much as i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Never have i seen, a city where there's so much drama between bands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;It's crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, it's in everyone's nature to gossip sometimes ( include me. hehe.. XP), but i think that it's what fuels our community and has become embedded in who we are and what we stand for in a city. Right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all from me and maybe it means fuck all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;But as you may know by now, i state my mind explicitly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;You can make or break someone with words, by all means point fingers but not until you're ready to point one at yourself too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;We are not saints but we are all a part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Next time when you hear something that may or may not be true, just think it first! Ok??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GOSSIP IS A FUCKING DISEASE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3719972626257337126-219325161057693190?l=tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/feeds/219325161057693190/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719972626257337126&amp;postID=219325161057693190' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719972626257337126/posts/default/219325161057693190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719972626257337126/posts/default/219325161057693190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-all-of-gossipers-backstabbers-in.html' title='For all of the Gossipers &amp; Backstabbers in &apos;Here&apos; - YOU HAVE TO READ THIS!!'/><author><name>Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05879096842859081875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mobR9QdsqOY/SEbd4sGafYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jpILb7d5DmY/S220/yeyh3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719972626257337126.post-4582526333768985916</id><published>2008-06-04T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:12:04.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a daring and tiring day</title><content type='html'>Hari ini, 4 Juni 2008, benar2 hari yang heboh buat gw.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cuz di hari ini gw ngrasa bener2 bruntung, plus di hari yang panas ini, gw dah nglakuin hal yang bener2 gila, yang blom pernah gw lakuin seumur hidup gw.&lt;br /&gt;apa itu..??? GW BERHASIL NGENDARAIN MOTOR BEBEK SENDIRI UNTU PERTAMA KALINYA...!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;Bgini critanya:&lt;br /&gt;Tadi siang gw berniat bwt ngambil CD Chimaira d Trax. Pas abis mandi gw kbingungan. Ga ada sapa2 d kandang. Tadinya gw sempet berniat mengurungkan diri buat pergi. Tapi tiba2 gw ngeliat secercah harapan. Bang Agus yang tidak disangka2 datang juga. So, gw minta anterin dia k Trax pake motor bebeknya.&lt;br /&gt;Sampe disono (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Trax, red&lt;/span&gt;), ternyata bukan cuma CD yang gw dapet. Tapi juga undangan makan2 di Bee's resto (Asik bener...,, bokek2 dapet rejeki nomplok). Truz gw on-air bentar dsono (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Trax, red&lt;/span&gt;), trus gw langsung cabut ke luar (karna teringat bang agus yang udah melet2 kepanasan nungguin gw d parkiran. Ayam sori, bang!), trus pulang.&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe kandang, gw pandangin tu undangan, yang berisi waktu acara (yang ternyata jam stengah 6 sore!). Gw langsung buru2 mandi, solat, &amp;amp; sgala macem (scara udah jam stengah 5, gtu).&lt;br /&gt;Pas gua kluar kamar, gw terperanjak. Bakal kesana naek apa ni gw? (Scara, dompet cekak,, naek angkot males, bang agus dah balik k sarangnya). Saat gw negok ke kanan, ternyata ada Bang dicky &amp;amp; bang hazlin lagi nongkrong di teras. Terlintas di pikiran gw, 'apa gw minjem motor aj y? trus gw brangkat sndiri.'&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang terjadi selanjutnya, saudara2...?&lt;br /&gt;Gw beneran minjem motornya bang dicky trus nekad brangkat sendiri! (FYI, seumur hidup gw, gw blm pernah ngendarain motor sama skali. Terakhir megang motor, 5 tahun yang lalu, waktu belajar naek motor bebek. Baru starter trus tarik gas, lalu langsung nabrak tembok rumah orang!)&lt;br /&gt;Gw kluar pager dengan hati gundah, harap2 cemas, bakal selamatkah gw dalam perjalanan ini.&lt;br /&gt;Ga disangka2 &amp;amp; ga dinyana2 ternyata gw sampe jg ke Bee's resto dg selamat. Lanjut makan ma Trax troopers yg laen + foto2 gicu d.. :p&lt;br /&gt;Tiba saat gw harus pulang. sesampainya di parkiran, gw bingung lagi. Terlihat parkiran yg penuh &amp;amp; motor gw nyempil ditengah2 motor Megapro biru &amp;amp; motor gede laen (gw lupa apa). Gila aj, mana bisa gw ngeluarin motor??&lt;br /&gt;Dengan tanpa mengurangi rasa malu (kalo ga mau dibilang malu-maluin), gw minta tolong tukang parkirnya buat ngeluarin motor gw sampe ke jalan raya. Setelah itu, gw tancap gas, beranjak pergi tuk kembali ke kandang, tak lupa gw mampir nuat beli gorengan titipannya si abang dicky. Sesampainya didepan pager, gw lihat tanjakan masuk pager tinggi banget. Gw nyoba bwt nge-gas. Tapi ternyata, gw ga kuat! motor + gw yang lg duduk diatasnya, mlorot balik ke jalan. mana diliatin para tetangga pula!&lt;br /&gt;Gw langsung matiin mesin motor, terus gw dorong tu motor dengan segenap tenaga yang tersisa, &amp;amp; BERHASIL!! Motor bebek yang lumayan berat buat badan gw yg juga lumayan berat, akhirnya bisa gw parkir dengan selamat. Yah.., walaupun stangnya nyenggol pager dikit. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Dengan hati tenang, gw balikin kunci motor + stnk ke si empunya motor (tak lupa dengan ucapan 'terima kasih' &amp;amp; tak lupa pula dengan gorengannya), lalu gw beranjak masuk kamar, &amp;amp; tara......! gw jdi terheran2 sendiri. Apa gw bener2 ngelakuin smuanya tadi??&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho...,,, saat ini yang gw rasain adalah rasa syukur yang teramat sangadh, karna gw bsa pulang k rumah dengan selamat, utuh, tanpa cacat sedikitpun. Thank god!&lt;br /&gt;gw janji d, gw ga bakal nekad bgitu lg.&lt;br /&gt;Bikin jantungan! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah,, bgitulah kjadian heboh hari ini...&lt;br /&gt;see ya on the next episode of my life.&lt;br /&gt;-ciao-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719972626257337126-4582526333768985916?l=tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/feeds/4582526333768985916/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719972626257337126&amp;postID=4582526333768985916' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719972626257337126/posts/default/4582526333768985916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719972626257337126/posts/default/4582526333768985916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/2008/06/such-daring-and-tiring-day.html' title='Such a daring and tiring day'/><author><name>Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05879096842859081875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mobR9QdsqOY/SEbd4sGafYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jpILb7d5DmY/S220/yeyh3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3719972626257337126.post-8704083528416667887</id><published>2008-06-04T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:03:50.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG BARU</title><content type='html'>Heyey..,, welcome to my new blog..&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya setelah sekian lama gw vakum dari dunia blogging, skarang gw kembali bergerilya!&lt;br /&gt;Senangnya bisa nulis-nulis lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, kawan2, selamat menikmati keluh kesah gw disini.&lt;br /&gt;-ciao-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Semua tulisan yang anda saksikan ini bukanlah fiktif belaka.&lt;br /&gt;Adanya kesamaan kejadian, tempat atau nama-nama yang ada di dalamnya, memanglah kesengajaan namun tidak direkayasa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3719972626257337126-8704083528416667887?l=tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/feeds/8704083528416667887/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3719972626257337126&amp;postID=8704083528416667887' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719972626257337126/posts/default/8704083528416667887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3719972626257337126/posts/default/8704083528416667887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tata-cintadewi.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-baru.html' title='BLOG BARU'/><author><name>Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05879096842859081875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mobR9QdsqOY/SEbd4sGafYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jpILb7d5DmY/S220/yeyh3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
