<?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-4864167382918884321</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:22:34.732+07:00</updated><category term='homework'/><category term='Fantasy'/><category term='Trash'/><category term='Inside my heart'/><category term='LIA'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='SMA'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Fam'/><category term='Exam'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='SMP'/><category term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Another place to spill</title><subtitle type='html'>There's so much to stand from this crazy little mind</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-744585078327746642</id><published>2011-10-02T14:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T14:49:15.785+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all, I definitely need some mind therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is on the top off my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is sooo full with random things which I need to spill out to avoid stress. Current school life is harder than ever. Trust me, senior year sucks. Lucky you who are still in the first or second grade, you still have a lot of time enjoying high school. Exams exams and exams along with those stack of assignments. It';s not that I'm not used to, I'm more than just 'used to'. Deadline is my friend and procrastinating is my habit. But in the end, I was always able to make it. Now it's different. The teachers are giving us more and more tasks and exams are ten times harder especially biology. I failed on the first exam, and failed again at the remedy. And for the second chapter, I sucks. Seems like I'm gonna fail again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really sucks. I never failed in biology before. Don't dare to say I don't study. I study really hard, I read and read and read and I made a mind map, re-read it, answered ALL the questions the books provide, study together with friends and still suck at the D-day. It disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also having second thought about choosing pharmacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste my 4-years-college for something I'm not really into. Like the other people, I want to follow my passion, do what I want, work happily, and so on. My cousin, Adis, was a former college student for University of Indonesia, faculty of pharmacy. She was there for two years and dropped herself out. Said it's not her thing and chose to transfer to IKJ. Being a violist is her dream and now she's shining there.Tante Yani, a lecturer of pharmacy UI even told me that if I wanna choose pharmacy, it's better to choose ITB. UI is having some problems with pharmacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna follow my passion; writing. I wanna be a journalist, a writer, a novelist, I wanna work as an editor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, then. Though I still have a lot to write about, I need to study for math exam tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-744585078327746642?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/744585078327746642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=744585078327746642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/744585078327746642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/744585078327746642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-of-all-i-definitely-need-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-424552526696030798</id><published>2011-03-30T18:57:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T18:57:34.280+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;ku suka dirinya, mungkin aku sayang&lt;br /&gt;namun apakah mungkin, kau menjadi milikku&lt;br /&gt;kau pernah menjadi , menjadi miliknya&lt;br /&gt;namun salahlah aku, bila ku pendam rasa ini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-424552526696030798?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/424552526696030798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=424552526696030798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/424552526696030798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/424552526696030798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2011/03/ku-suka-dirinya-mungkin-aku-sayang.html' title=''/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1125811469887020140</id><published>2011-03-03T19:30:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T19:31:44.763+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's really funny to watch people fall in love. Funnier to watch yourself do so &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1125811469887020140?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1125811469887020140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1125811469887020140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1125811469887020140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1125811469887020140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-really-funny-to-watch-people-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7655796789397938405</id><published>2011-01-28T20:46:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:46:55.601+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday We'll Know</title><content type='html'>by Mandy Moore ft Jon Foreman&lt;br /&gt;from A Walk To Remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety Miles outside Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop driving, I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;So many questions need an answer&lt;br /&gt;Two years later you're still on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happen to Amelia Earhart?&lt;br /&gt;Who holds the stars up in the sky?&lt;br /&gt;Is true love just once in a lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;Did the captain of the Titanic cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody know the way to Atlantis?&lt;br /&gt;Or what the wind says when she cries?&lt;br /&gt;I'm speeding by the place that I met you&lt;br /&gt;For the 97th time tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll go dancing on the moon&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll know that I was the one for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;And watched the stars crash in the sea&lt;br /&gt;If I could ask God just one question&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you here with me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know why Samson loved Delilah&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll go dancing on the moon&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll know that I was the one for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-7655796789397938405?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7655796789397938405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7655796789397938405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7655796789397938405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7655796789397938405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2011/01/someday-well-know.html' title='Someday We&apos;ll Know'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-2826017677757978949</id><published>2011-01-28T19:32:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:41:03.795+07:00</updated><title type='text'>So far......</title><content type='html'>Long time no updates, rite? Got a lot to do with my life. Huhhh.....my current crush is Nikratama Zakrie from Pesan Dari Bintang :3 he's such a gentle-man, boyish, cute, faithful bestfriend+sweet boyfriend, and mostly handsome (I think). Although he talks a lot, looks like he's way cooler than Diaz Hanafiah, one of my most favorite character :p Best of all is that he fits very well with Inez Hanafiah, his former bestfriend-turned-to-be-his-wife. Their story can be called as....bittersweet. The way Niki gave his whole attention only for Inez, how anxious Inez when Niki got hurts, when they broke up because Niki felt that Inez wouldn't be safe with him, even when he proposed in the hospital. They both have been through a lot, Niki the-good-guy turned out to be a jerky playboy, Inez was almost -----, Niki's brother killing threat, Inez' brother's denial of their relationship......and still ended up together. How sweet :3&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TULBsyXrDeI/AAAAAAAAArk/NOVuJqC6YyI/s1600/Pesan+dari+Bintang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TULBsyXrDeI/AAAAAAAAArk/NOVuJqC6YyI/s1600/Pesan+dari+Bintang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My favorite quote from Niki, dedicated to Inez:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I save the curly one for my wife&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm so glad that finally the two got married :D their story's even sweeter than Diaz &amp;amp; Sisy's u,u&lt;br /&gt;Sitta Karina is beyond amazing, her imagination is way further than anybody else. Simple, but developed in a very good way (y) each of the character is strong, Diaz, Sisy, Chris, Austin, Inez, Niki...., and she difines each of them very well in a very attractive description. Man, you really got to read her books :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with my imaginary crush. My real one is.......still the same. The story? Not quite different with the previous one. Still the same guy, same jerky-guy hahaha I'm not being hypocrite that I said that I'm over him but now when I got more chance, I took it. Honestly, I don't really know about my true feeling. I asked myself for so many times. I told myself that we're done and I should get over it/ But have I really? I guess I haven't -_____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm smart enough to learn from past experience. The broken heart part, I mean. If he's nice to me, we can be friends. If he stays away for me, he's free to do that. If he does something beyond usual, it's just....not-a-thing. One of my best friends told me not to get too close to him. I don't know what's his perspective, guy's perspective? I don't know, maybe he just don't want me to get crushed by anything that could possibly happen. He also warned me that whatever he does, he might do that from his own advantages. I really respect his points more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime he texts me, asking about what I'm doing, I still feel that sparks. Not as much as I felt in the past, quite less, though. I'm honest this time cause I'd be lying if I said I had no hard feelings on him. But spark is just spark, without his texts, doesn't make any differents. Hmm....I'm just wondering what keeps me hold on to him, there's plenty of guys, better than him. What happened between us it's not anybody's fault. It simply cites that we're not meant together, and that's it. Huh, the strongest part from feeling is that we can't control it, rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-2826017677757978949?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/2826017677757978949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=2826017677757978949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2826017677757978949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2826017677757978949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-far.html' title='So far......'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TULBsyXrDeI/AAAAAAAAArk/NOVuJqC6YyI/s72-c/Pesan+dari+Bintang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1902530123552268113</id><published>2010-12-26T16:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T12:32:56.272+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sixteen!</title><content type='html'>Last 24 December prolly the sweetest birthday I've ever been in :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi awalnya tuh cuma ada acara makan-makan sama keluarga besar. Kan gue peringkat pertama di kelas, jadi bokap nyokap mau ngerayain ulang tahun. Pas tanggal 24-nya pada ke rumah tuh sodara-sodara, sekitar jam 10an. Nah jam 9 sebelum sodara pada dateng, ada yang manggil-manggil Puput di luar, pas gue keluar eh ada Mita Chiko &amp;amp; Iim. Mereka bawa kue blackforest dengan lilin angka 16. Terus kan mereka pada nyanyi, abis itu make a wish dan tiup lilin. Nah gue mau difoto sambil niup lilin, tapi si Iim...worst photographer ever -__- jadinya tiup lilin sampe berulang-ulang sampe dapet foto yang bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kita ngobrol-ngobrol tuh cerita-cerita, mereka pada ngucapin selamat ultah. Ngga lama Uji dateng. Habis itu sodara-sodara pda dateng, jadi kan mulai acaranya kita berdoa bareng-bareng gitu. Terus kan gue keluar, eh ada anak-anak Ipa 3, mereka bawa kue sambil nyanyi-nyanyi happy birthday. Ada Niva Diena Adhit Oki Meme Lintang Wiwit Rana Pandu Fakhri Mario Master. Mereka bawa kue yang sama persis sama yang dikasih Mita dkk, cuma bedanya lilinnya yang warna-warni banyak gitu bukan lilin angka. Terus kan pada nyanyi tiup lilin, habis itu make a wish dan tiup lilin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah tiup lilin kue nya diambil tuh tau-tau gue dibanjur (hm, dibanjur?) terigu sama Adhit. Baru mau ngejar Adhit eh ada yang mecahin telor di rambut gue. Anjrit banget itu mah terigu telor terigu telor lagi sampe kejar-kejaran di depan rumah. Tetangga sampe ngeliatin. Terus si Pandu nyiramin aqua gelas, nah udah lumayan tuh eh tau-tau licin gitu perih kena mata, taunya si Pandu nyiramin Sunsilk. Sangat ngga penting -___- Terus foto-foto dulu kan dengan rambut bau ngga jelas. Abis itu gue tinggal mandi deh anak-anak, sampe keramas tiga kali baru bisa ilang bau telornya. Terus kan potong kue, makan-makan habis itu foto-foto lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus cowo-cowo solat Jumat, pokoknya kita ngobrolin macem-macem, keketawaan, gosip macem-macem. Anak-anak kan pada belum pernah ke rumah gue, terus pada takut ketauan gitu takut surprise nya kacau. Jadi cowo-cowo yang bawa motor tuh motornya digiring coba ga dinyalain mesinnya dari masih jauh supaya ga ketauan gue. Malahan si Pandu parkir di Kemiku u__u sampe jam 2 tuh terus habis itu pada pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah temen-temen pulang kan terus ngobrol-ngobrol sama sodara. Pada ngasih kado, lumayan dapet 400rb :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll post the pictures later, the connection is getting down and down.&lt;br /&gt;Over all, that was the greatest surprises I've ever got. Can't stop saying thanks, love you guys &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1902530123552268113?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1902530123552268113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1902530123552268113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1902530123552268113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1902530123552268113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/12/sweet-sixteen.html' title='Sweet Sixteen!'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1660215067457527590</id><published>2010-12-21T20:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:30:51.031+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>The charismatic Prince Dastan ♥</title><content type='html'>I know it's kinda late for watching Prince of Persia just now. But seriously, it was the greatest action fantasy movie so far (y) The storyline is extremely interesting and the actions....perfectly stunning! Couldn't stop gasping along the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/df/Prince_of_Persia_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/df/Prince_of_Persia_poster.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, Dastan got my attention so bad!!! He's....handsome? Not, he's not..really. Charming? Well, he's super strong, just like a true hero, an expert sword player, he didn't even bleed at all! he's a lil bit sweet to Tamina, and yea, can't find the right adjective to define him. He's not as handsome as Skandar Keynes nor as cute as Chord Overstreet, there's just something that makes him so charismatics ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme give a spoiler about him. He was the son of Sharaman, king of Persia. Not biological son, actually. He lived in the empire with the king, Nizam (his uncle), and his brothers: Gravin and Tus. Prince Dastan led an attack to Alamut of which leader was Princess Tamina. The story was about the journey of Dastan and Tamina, trying to save the world from doomsday. In the end, Dastan and Tamina ended up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...., his name is Dastan. Such a beautiful name, isn't it? I'm really in love with the name!! Someday, I'm gonna name my son Dastan. What if... Muhammad Dastan? Hahahaha that will be decided later. Here are some pics from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TRCp21s0XLI/AAAAAAAAArU/OXfCjxwpy54/s1600/Dastan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TRCp21s0XLI/AAAAAAAAArU/OXfCjxwpy54/s320/Dastan.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Does anyone think that he looks like Caspian? ....or maybe it's just me. &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/_w168qQGVWpI/TRCqF-PK8pI/AAAAAAAAArc/F2rRSYxw9kQ/s1600/tamina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TRCqF-PK8pI/AAAAAAAAArc/F2rRSYxw9kQ/s320/tamina.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's beyond amazing. Beautiful, smart, independent, and strong. Thumbs up Tamina (y) &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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TRCp4_ZcYoI/AAAAAAAAArY/v9kuLZimFnM/s1600/Prince+of+persia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TRCp4_ZcYoI/AAAAAAAAArY/v9kuLZimFnM/s320/Prince+of+persia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Picture of the two of them together. Kinda sweet righttt? :3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking about fantasy movie, I'm wondering why some people are really into this genre. For me, this is the best one. Let's mention.., Harry Potter. The chronicles of Narnia. Percy Jackson. The Lord of The Rings. Yea, those are my favorites! The more impossible the story is, the more I tend to watch the movie (y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Above all, can't wait for the sequel :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1660215067457527590?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1660215067457527590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1660215067457527590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1660215067457527590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1660215067457527590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/12/charismatic-prince-dastan.html' title='The charismatic Prince Dastan ♥'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TRCp21s0XLI/AAAAAAAAArU/OXfCjxwpy54/s72-c/Dastan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-4484143525577653510</id><published>2010-12-20T17:45:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T17:51:07.595+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes :3</title><content type='html'>Hari ini full seharian main di rumah Alvi (y)&lt;br /&gt;Jadi niatnya kesana itu mau buat cupcakes karena Alvi pinter masak. Kesananya sama Agung. Di jalan tuh gue udah serem loh takut ditilang, gue ga pake helm, agung ga punya sim, lewat jalan baru, duit cuma gocap.....tapi untung ga ada polisi. Terus sampe sana ngobrol tuh ketawa-ketawa habis itu si Agung cabut latian baseball.&lt;br /&gt;Tinggal deh gue sama Alvi, buat cupcakes :D Sejauh itu lancar-lancar aja tuh ga ada yang keliahatannya berantakan, sampe waktu manggang.....udah lebih dari dua puluh menit tapi dalemnya masih basah dan kurang ngembang. Akhirnya ditunggu sampe lumayan dan itu lama banget. Eh ternyata bantet, bawahnya agak gosong, terus nempel di kertasnya -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here they are .... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ8yB5BwpJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Tx7xUH9RiUc/s1600/20122010483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ8yB5BwpJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Tx7xUH9RiUc/s320/20122010483.JPG" width="320" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ8yf4wdk9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/RzgTyiep_i0/s1600/20122010484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ8yf4wdk9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/RzgTyiep_i0/s320/20122010484.JPG" width="320" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ8zMNulsMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/pJ_07D3Hrzc/s1600/20122010485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ8zMNulsMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/pJ_07D3Hrzc/s320/20122010485.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Habis itu Agung dateng lagi, kita makan cupcake habis itu buat omelet untuk makan siang.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah makan siang, makan es krim sambil nonton fairy odd parents, terus pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seru deeeh, hope the next time we'll be able to make better ones &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&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/4864167382918884321-4484143525577653510?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/4484143525577653510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=4484143525577653510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4484143525577653510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4484143525577653510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/12/cooking-cake-3.html' title='Cupcakes :3'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ8yB5BwpJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Tx7xUH9RiUc/s72-c/20122010483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8409301908006362416</id><published>2010-12-16T21:39:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:20:18.928+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Friends' day out :D</title><content type='html'>Well, this is just a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a great day with my class! So, we went to Elos for watching movie together. And we watched.........&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQoiq3DnPII/AAAAAAAAAqg/lcw3GWQ3Z0c/s1600/Narnia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQoiq3DnPII/AAAAAAAAAqg/lcw3GWQ3Z0c/s320/Narnia.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage and The Dawn Treader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The movie was superrr great! (y) The story was thrilling and exhilarating and Skandar Keynes was freakin awesome! I mean, who doesn't like Edmund? He's super duper cute &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ86wH0bSQI/AAAAAAAAAqw/b03tEaURUqE/s1600/Skandar.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ86wH0bSQI/AAAAAAAAAqw/b03tEaURUqE/s320/Skandar.png" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Edmund Pevensie from The Chronicles&amp;nbsp; of Narnia: Prince Caspian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;After movies, we had lunch and had so much laugh. Then.....got home. Huh, too tired to tell about the details. Going to watch The Bachelor~~ night :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4864167382918884321-8409301908006362416?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8409301908006362416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8409301908006362416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8409301908006362416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8409301908006362416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/12/friends-day-out-d.html' title='Friends&apos; day out :D'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQoiq3DnPII/AAAAAAAAAqg/lcw3GWQ3Z0c/s72-c/Narnia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1209892139876552448</id><published>2010-12-14T16:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T16:22:23.802+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mood</title><content type='html'>Kesel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa kesel? Kenapa tiba-tiba males? Kenapa gue gampang sekali bad mood? Uh -______- derita banget sih orang moody, gini-gini aja jadi masalah. Gua ga pundungan, cuma ya.........ish kesel banget tau ah, ga suka digituin .... :( males semales-malesnya. Sok banget sih dasar orang ter-sok-penting sedunia.Gue udah ga mikirin gengsi lagi kali kaya gitu, eh elu nya ga ngehargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah tau ah ngeselin, pergi aja sana ilang di gunung. eh tapi......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........jangan deh.&lt;br /&gt;Live your own life ya, I'm living mine as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1209892139876552448?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1209892139876552448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1209892139876552448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1209892139876552448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1209892139876552448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/12/bad-mood.html' title='Bad mood'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-2312474230366913062</id><published>2010-12-11T20:14:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:25:58.719+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam Evans♥</title><content type='html'>Oh well...., I know one thing that pops in your mind when you read it; Who-is-he?&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm this is the guy I've been so crazy about this week. The new kid on Glee which makes his first appearance on episode 'Audition', singing Billionaire with the glee guys. He has huge mouth (Puck said this), cute face, adorable laughter, blond hair, and.....something that makes him sort of charming ;p and definitely super voice (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well take a look at these pictures below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQNxSVKK7BI/AAAAAAAAAqI/SnjznBOQDuM/s1600/072610_chord.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQNxSVKK7BI/AAAAAAAAAqI/SnjznBOQDuM/s1600/072610_chord.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQTNE-knlLI/AAAAAAAAAqc/YX-lCHwr5S8/s1600/tumblr_lcq4cd015D1qfn1vco1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQTNE-knlLI/AAAAAAAAAqc/YX-lCHwr5S8/s320/tumblr_lcq4cd015D1qfn1vco1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQNxUUi9k3I/AAAAAAAAAqM/orjLxqnXZiY/s1600/chord-overstreet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His real name is Chord Overstreet. Sounds like words instead of name, rite? He's 21 years old and plays a role as Sam Evans. A new transferred kid who joins the football team and becomes the temporary quarterback. At first, he was afraid that joining Glee club will ruin his reputation but then changed his mind after Finn forced him to. Kurt thought that Sam dyes his hair and assuming he's gay. Later Kurt asked Sam to team up with him for the duet competition. Sam said yes but Finn protest. He said that singing with Kurt will ruin Sam's rep. Sam said that Kurt is nice and he had no problems with gay dude. Once he walked away, he got slusheed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Quinn saw it and she helped him cleaning his face. At that moment, Sam fell in love with Quinn's pretty eyes and thought she's very nice. He tried to seduce Quinn with some jokes but left her unimpressed. The next day Kurt back off, telling Sam that he's not talented enough to team up with him. Later Sam asked Quinn to be his duet partner. When they were practicing, Sam tried to kiss Quinn which upset her and refused to sing with Sam. On the other side, Rachel and Finn are eager to lose the competition and they want Sam to win. Finn force Sam to fight for Quinn while Rachel tells Quinn that singing with Sam is her only shot to rehabilitate her image. Sam told Quinn that she might have to wear glasses to hide her pretty eyes whenever they're together, and re-asked her to sing together which she finally approved. They later sing Lucky....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQN1e9bTVCI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/QjI-jemiEE8/s1600/imagegs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQN1e9bTVCI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/QjI-jemiEE8/s1600/imagegs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;....which leads them winning the duet competition of which prize is free ticket for dinner at Breadstix. Quinn told Sam that it was so not a date but during the time, she refused to use the free tickets, telling Sam that he should be paying because a gentleman always pays on first date. uuuuuuuuu verrrry sweet right :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TQN6CrkoMWI/AAAAAAAAAqU/lukmmCfp10U/s1600/206GLEE_Ep206-Sc37_042_0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQN6CrkoMWI/AAAAAAAAAqU/lukmmCfp10U/s320/206GLEE_Ep206-Sc37_042_0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So the two of them began dating. There are some sweet scenes and one quarrel of which cause is Sam saying his football couch's name when they were making out. At the episode 'Furt' Sam asked Quinn to be his girlfriend which freaked Quinn out because he used ring and get down on his knees like a proposing scene. Quinn refused but telling Sam that the answer is a maybe instead of no. Sam didn't give up, he then jumped into a beatdown with Karoffsky in order to back up Kurt, leaving a bruise over his left eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Burt &amp;amp; Carole's wedding, he spent lots of time fooling around with Quinn. They had each other arms, danced together, sing together, and.......so. The next day Quinn comes to him, giving a medicine that can help his bruise and telling him that she was very proud of what Sam did for Kurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Q: I've been thinking a lot about what you did forr Kurt, it made a real impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;S: I thought the only impact that was made was Karoffsky's fist impacting my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Q: You saw what Finn did at the wedding, that was because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;S: *chuckling*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Q: You've been talking this whole time and you haven't even noticed that &lt;b&gt;I'm wearing your ring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;S: ........how do you get that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Q: I broke into your locker, I've always been really handy with the nail file&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;S: Really? *huge big smile*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Q: Mmm hmm *blushing then leave*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;S: *Jumping for joy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Soooo, what do you think? &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Ah I don't care, I definitely am in love with this guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4864167382918884321-2312474230366913062?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/2312474230366913062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=2312474230366913062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2312474230366913062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2312474230366913062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/12/sam-evans.html' title='Sam Evans♥'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQNxSVKK7BI/AAAAAAAAAqI/SnjznBOQDuM/s72-c/072610_chord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3528141017494112179</id><published>2010-12-10T17:37:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T20:27:00.968+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>Huh. First, lemme say Alhamdulillah because the crazy week is finally over and so far, my results are quite satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu ini seharusnya jadi waktu bebas tapi sayang masih banyaaaaak banget hal-hal yang harus dikerjain. Lomba fisika, KTI PLH, Olim mate, dan remedial ulangan-ulangan harian. Taaaapi gue pengen banget main sama temen-temen! Udah banyak banget waktu yg kepake buat urusan sekolah dan pengennya waktu kosong kaya gini tuh dimanfaatin buat seneng-seneng. Kmrn baru aja nonton bareng sama ipa 3, tapi mau lagi kalo bisa ramean semua ikuuuuut :D terus pengen reuni sama X-1, si mita pengen ke rumah, mau jalan-jalan sama mita uji ciko, pengen ketawa-ketawa puas sama anak-anak quin, pengen cerita-cerita sama andre agung lanang, mau main sama assa della oji baba soraya, mau nostalgia sama dimaas, terus nonton dvd bajakan sama salsa, kangen banget dengerin cerita si Aldo, ih banyaaaaak banget deh maunya. Bales dendam banget hahaha n___n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus sebentar lagi 24 Desember which means...... I'm gonna turn 16!!!!! Agak telat ya sepertinya berhubung udah banyak yang 17taun hahaha dan taun ini, seperti biasa ulang taunnya mepet bagi rapot. Kali ini gue cukup optimis sama nilai rapot karena rasanya semester ini udah kerja keras abis-abisan. Makanyaaa pengen banget minta sesuatu, tapi apa yaaaa? Kmrn tuh perasaan ada yg lagi gua pengen tapinya lupa u_u Biasanya gua ga pernah minta sesuatu gituu, palingan ya yg enteng-enteng kaya minta baju, sweater, tas, sepatu, ya gitu-gitu aja bukan something yang wah untuk hadiah ulang tahun. Yaaah semoga nanti ada inspirasi nya deh hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya nah gue mabok glee lagi untuk kesekian kalinya hahahaha glee season 2 loh ;p gamau cerita ah udah sampe berbusa ngomongin glee sama ciko hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-3528141017494112179?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3528141017494112179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3528141017494112179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3528141017494112179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3528141017494112179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/12/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6682114621198260444</id><published>2010-11-22T18:36:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T09:21:21.011+07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Bukan sikap lo yang nyebelin, super cuek, dan ga jelas, tapi sikap lo yang baik, perhatian, dan humoris yang jadi masalah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-6682114621198260444?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6682114621198260444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6682114621198260444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6682114621198260444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6682114621198260444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3525683933058751066</id><published>2010-11-19T21:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T18:34:09.510+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind breaks</title><content type='html'>Just opened my twitter account and read these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Alasan  klasik n konyol prestasi menurun krna masalah cinta. Mending ga usah  urusan sama itu kalo blm bs handle n itu ngerusak hidup lo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Geli banget sama anak2 jaman sekarang yang dewasa sebelum waktunya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;At first, they annoyed me so much because I was in that random feeling which is so-called galau. But then I realized that those tweets may have a point, just take me back to my reality. I'm not a child but not a grown-up yet. So what do people call us? Teenagers? I don't know, maybe we're in between. We're always in between. Between the true or false, the good or bad, the reality or dreams, and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Certainly, I'm in between, whether to follow my mind or my heart. I know that heart speaks the truth, but when my heart is broken, which pieces should I follow? Kinda......confusing. I do know that broken heart is not a big deal. I mean, it is, but it happens. People have it and move on, so why can't I? Talking is easy, so is giving advices. But when it comes to myself, I really can't hear myself think. Between the noise I hear and the sounds I like.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;.......Feeling so unstable. Labile. Fragile. Know that's true but frankly saying, I heat when people say so. They don't even know my heart, and I would never share it either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Sometimes, in this kind of situation, there's always a little part in the corners of my mind which miss the old time. Like..., want to go back to the time when I couldn't feel any heartache. Because I completely understand that the scar on a kid's knee will heal faster than my heart-break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I ask to God for strength, patience, and sincerity in my every prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I try to face my every problems as mature as I can. But on some night, when my tears cannot be held back, I just got.....weak. Weaker and weaker than ever. Telling myself to calm down is simple, but practically, I'm no more than a 15 y.o. girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Well....let's just see how long I can bear it all, and how long I could cure this feeling.&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/4864167382918884321-3525683933058751066?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3525683933058751066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3525683933058751066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3525683933058751066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3525683933058751066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/11/mind-breaks.html' title='Mind breaks'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3113520946183065637</id><published>2010-11-16T19:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:46:44.931+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way back into reality</title><content type='html'>I am so dead today. Physically and mentally tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was in the middle of something when my teacher call my name. She gave me the result of the tests I took the previous week. When I got them in my hand, I felt so happy. Happier than ever!!! Never thought that physics would amuse me this much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was just broken and the two things that really work on me are only friendships and academic achievement. Firstly, I'm never a geek. Instead I'm a really talk-active. I love to make friends with people, no matter boys or girls. I love to talk, share my stories with them, laugh, and so much others. That's why I've never been so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I feel like friends are the best place to lean on especially when I'm in this kind of mess.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna change my focus into something that's really works; school. Wanna get great scores and make my parents proud of having me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more reason, to show the one who breaks my heart that I can be the best of me without him (y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-3113520946183065637?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3113520946183065637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3113520946183065637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3113520946183065637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3113520946183065637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/11/way-back-into-reality.html' title='Way back into reality'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-2606607182185232731</id><published>2010-11-15T18:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:01:47.210+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the old me</title><content type='html'>I wish I can be my old me.&lt;br /&gt;I thought, my life was mush easier that time.&lt;br /&gt;I have super best friends who always share so much laughters with me.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of funny stories to tell, and we laugh together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my friends are still there.&lt;br /&gt;The difference is on the things I tell them.&lt;br /&gt;They're no longer funny stories.&lt;br /&gt;More to those sad feelings, scary speculation, and painful evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhh.........&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fragile lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really need to move on quickly, rebuild my life, and neutralize my feelings for him.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me a great luck ;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-2606607182185232731?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/2606607182185232731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=2606607182185232731' title='0 Comments'/><link 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running even if I know that's a mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on praying to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on wishing for strength, patience, and sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But finally, I stop hoping on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the only thing that matter now.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme get my life back :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-783502614120303631?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/783502614120303631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=783502614120303631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Never give up when you still have something to give. Remember: "Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-@ihatequotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Well, maybe that's true but I don't think that I will keep trying. I mean, let's just stop, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;feel the pain now, and get over it. Unfortunately, things aren't that simple. First, even if I stop trying, I still keep on hoping that impossible one. Second, I sometimes can't stand the pain. Call me fragile, I don't care. Third, I can't get over the one who disturbs me so much with his attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;...Intinya, aku patah hati. Sederhana? Tentu saja engga. Perasaan bener-bener kacau, mood menggalau terus, labil, segala sesuatu serba berlebihan. Yaaah, gue memang hiperbolis kalau bicara tentang ini. Mungkin semua ini kesalahan, falling for a wrong one in the wrong time, atau mungkin ini cuma sebuah proses yang pastinya menjadikan gue lebih dewasa dari sebelumnya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Now I'm just hoping for the best. The best for me and the best for him :)&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/4864167382918884321-302053903630629069?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/302053903630629069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=302053903630629069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/302053903630629069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/302053903630629069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/11/indescribable-feelings.html' title='Indescribable feelings'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8304605886197151998</id><published>2010-10-27T20:45:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T17:38:35.820+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you ....... :((</title><content type='html'>Yes, I really really do :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss to see your name on my inbox, I miss your jokes, I miss the time you tease me, I miss the moment you surprised me with your presence.&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;I just...........miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your simple unnecessary attentions.&lt;br /&gt;I want the old us :(((((((((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8304605886197151998?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8304605886197151998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8304605886197151998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8304605886197151998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8304605886197151998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you ....... :(('/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7412012755743571492</id><published>2010-10-18T17:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T17:33:41.404+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the best week ever &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&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/4864167382918884321-7412012755743571492?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7412012755743571492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7412012755743571492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7412012755743571492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7412012755743571492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-best-week-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7985724655140003320</id><published>2010-10-15T17:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T07:03:42.363+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I....feel so in love :3</title><content type='html'>Gua sukaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau ngga sih rasanya suka? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aaaaaaah aku suka :33333&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi kalo hpku bunyi, ada sms masuk dari dia. Rasanyaaaaaa mau lompat saking senengnya. Lebay sih tapi demi apapun yang ada di dunia ini, itu bener (y) Apalagi kalo dia nanya; udah belajar? udah makan? belum ngantuk? mau tidur jam berapa? ataaaaau bahkan yg simpel kaya: solat gih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please banget kalo orang lain yg bilang itu ga akan ngaruh apa-apa, yg ada malah bikin risih Tapi kalo yang ini............uh gimana ya hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people say that simple things are the best things when we're in love.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel that soooooooooo true :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I just......like the way he speaks to me. Meaningless, but meaningful enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Late night texts + simple jokes are definitely the best ones :3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-7985724655140003320?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7985724655140003320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7985724655140003320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7985724655140003320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7985724655140003320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/10/ifeel-so-in-love-3.html' title='I....feel so in love :3'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1261615674273907544</id><published>2010-09-14T18:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T18:29:45.818+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Girls' day out (y)</title><content type='html'>Today I had a great time with Salsa &amp;amp; Oji.&lt;br /&gt;Good movies + girlfriends + snacks + comfortable house = girls' day out.&lt;br /&gt;This is our second movie marathon. The first one was some time ago in my house. This was held in Oji's comfie-house :D &lt;br /&gt;We bought 8 dvds, they were The haunting and the connecticut, Splinter, Kick ass, Death bell, The notebook, The lovely bones, Dear John, and Magicians. Too bad our time was limited and we only got time to watch two movies, which were...&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TI9bmvdYkmI/AAAAAAAAAqA/uo5_gJe-qJM/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TI9bmvdYkmI/AAAAAAAAAqA/uo5_gJe-qJM/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TI9blmvMhPI/AAAAAAAAAp4/mmeToQYlUTQ/s1600/movie_LovelyBonesMoviePoster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TI9blmvMhPI/AAAAAAAAAp4/mmeToQYlUTQ/s320/movie_LovelyBonesMoviePoster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The haunting in connecticut and The lovely bones. Both are good (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : Oji's house was the most appropriate place for movie marathon ;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1261615674273907544?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1261615674273907544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1261615674273907544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1261615674273907544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1261615674273907544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/09/girls-day-out-y.html' title='Girls&apos; day out (y)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TI9bmvdYkmI/AAAAAAAAAqA/uo5_gJe-qJM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6844826978764386600</id><published>2010-09-07T11:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:48:10.911+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playground</title><content type='html'>Several nights ago when I was on my way home after having dinner with X-1, I saw some balloons were being sold. The colors are all orange and I simply wanted to buy. Too bad I was on a ride with Agung so I couldn't just stop by. So yesterday, I told my parents about them and voila! they bought me some. &lt;br /&gt;I thought about anything I could do with those balloons so I went to a store near my house and bought some party balloons. Today I set up our porch so it looks like playground, filled with colorful balloons. Here are some shoots;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIXCcc-DpDI/AAAAAAAAApQ/cuq6btWszkY/s1600/DSC00098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIXCcc-DpDI/AAAAAAAAApQ/cuq6btWszkY/s320/DSC00098.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIXCuWp5UtI/AAAAAAAAApY/Mu2yhtBUsVc/s1600/DSC00102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIXCuWp5UtI/AAAAAAAAApY/Mu2yhtBUsVc/s320/DSC00102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIXDchdkMjI/AAAAAAAAApw/juFeUp-VBYw/s1600/DSC00142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIXDchdkMjI/AAAAAAAAApw/juFeUp-VBYw/s320/DSC00142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIXDMh7jQmI/AAAAAAAAApo/jeCfw-lTSJA/s1600/DSC00122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIXDMh7jQmI/AAAAAAAAApo/jeCfw-lTSJA/s320/DSC00122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next time I'm going to set up my porch with my old dolls. Holiday lets my creativity comes out (y)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, happy holiday people. Xoxo &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&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/4864167382918884321-6844826978764386600?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6844826978764386600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6844826978764386600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6844826978764386600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6844826978764386600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/09/playground.html' title='Playground'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIXCcc-DpDI/AAAAAAAAApQ/cuq6btWszkY/s72-c/DSC00098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-2043578781529429168</id><published>2010-09-06T12:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T12:31:36.148+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy morning</title><content type='html'>Seems like it's going to rain all day today... So I woke up at 8, watched Doraemon and came outside. It was raining. Not literally rain, drizzling. Yet it hasn't stopped till now. Freakin chill right here -__- Since I have nothing to do, I played looklet and just created 2 looks. &lt;a href="http://looklet.com/look/7731095"&gt;Girl's day out&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://looklet.com/look/7731696"&gt;Floral twist&lt;/a&gt;. Heart them if you like;)Not knowing what to do is definitely annoying. Hhhh hope the weather will get shiner by the afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-2043578781529429168?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/2043578781529429168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=2043578781529429168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2043578781529429168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2043578781529429168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/09/rainy-morning.html' title='Rainy morning'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-827639748234348564</id><published>2010-09-05T14:35:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T18:54:00.555+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current life;)</title><content type='html'>Morrning bloggers! I miss writing on this blog so freakin much! Things have changed a lot and I've got bunch of stories in my mind, I wish I could share it here but I'm just never in the mood to do so. I mean, writing a long post. But after all, this is holiday so I have unlimited time to write ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm now in my second year of high school. That means I've separated with my beloved class X-1. I was kinda sad about that. No, beyond sad, I was devastated. We've been through together for one year with a lot of unforgettable memories. They're just meant a lot to me. These are our pictures♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM4TC-0AZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CykLlUil_XI/s1600/Puncak+%2820%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM4TC-0AZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CykLlUil_XI/s320/Puncak+%2820%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM4KaziE3I/AAAAAAAAAkw/nKfcvuRjJHo/s1600/Puncak+%28101%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM4KaziE3I/AAAAAAAAAkw/nKfcvuRjJHo/s320/Puncak+%28101%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM6GlsKMeI/AAAAAAAAAlY/dmfXZ75nDQY/s1600/Drama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM6GlsKMeI/AAAAAAAAAlY/dmfXZ75nDQY/s320/Drama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm no longer in tenth grade. Firstly, I feel so lonesome in my new class. I miss all my friends in X-1, I miss all those laughter and over all, I miss my girls pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM6XfS0CUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/EIeK9SljGhA/s1600/Puncak+%28175%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM6KDkqAsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GeML-y2uXaM/s1600/ITB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Firstly, I felt really uncomfortable with that new class. Time passes and also my class. I started to feel comfort day by day. Nothing's special yet but I hope this class would work as well as my previous one;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM8YL0CjoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/xY08Gg6NKes/s1600/39232_149755168368765_100000028496428_437013_789228_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM8YL0CjoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/xY08Gg6NKes/s320/39232_149755168368765_100000028496428_437013_789228_n.jpg" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM8URjcxdI/AAAAAAAAAlw/RHPalFmf_Mk/s1600/36830_149679911709624_100000028496428_436453_1916808_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM8URjcxdI/AAAAAAAAAlw/RHPalFmf_Mk/s320/36830_149679911709624_100000028496428_436453_1916808_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. We're in Ramadhan right now;) As moeslems, we are so blessed by this month and there's no reasons no to be delighted ;) Several weeks ago, my school held a celebration of our independence day. There were a cooking fest, fashion show, performance of some school bands, and break fasting together with our own class. That was the first time I stayed over 5 in my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINHvTnAPBI/AAAAAAAAAmg/uDsq3e52cDo/s1600/Smanti+%285%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went breakfasting with my wonderful X-1. That was a very great time;) Here are some random shoots that Cita took from my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINHx4U_omI/AAAAAAAAAmo/iPkzGK1MAoQ/s1600/Bubar+sesaji+%284%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINHx4U_omI/AAAAAAAAAmo/iPkzGK1MAoQ/s320/Bubar+sesaji+%284%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINH0HUF9ZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/jCVTWYD6tYk/s1600/Bubar+sesaji+%282%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINH0HUF9ZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/jCVTWYD6tYk/s320/Bubar+sesaji+%282%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. Speaking about phone, I finally bought a new one. Sony Ericsson U5; Vivaz. At first, I had no intention to change phone but my mom forced me to do so since my old phone's condition was beyond pathetic. I love my new phone very much, it's pink, full touch screen, high-tech, and comfortable to be used but I didn't want to leave my old phone which has accompanied me for 2 years. So finally I decided to keep them both;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm suddenly fond of fashion. Or maybe style. Anything, I can't even differ them-_- So it started when I watched Australia's next top model, Canada's next top model, and America's next top model. I love to see those models pose, wearing some great outfits. Making me wanted to open &lt;a href="http://looklet.com/user/24466"&gt;my looklet account&lt;/a&gt; again. So I started to create some looks which leads me into this site; &lt;a href="http://www.lookbook.nu/"&gt;Lookbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lotta great looks which caught my eyes trapped and I found one user who has a really great taste in fashion. She's stylist, awesomely fashionable, and also pretty with her brunette hair. Her name is &lt;a href="http://donnaromina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Donna Romina&lt;/a&gt; from Germany, she's the same old with me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's all I could share today. I'm going to tell ya more details from my life later. Enjoy! (y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-827639748234348564?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/827639748234348564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=827639748234348564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/827639748234348564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/827639748234348564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/09/morrning-bloggers-i-miss-writing-on.html' title='Current life;)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TIM4TC-0AZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CykLlUil_XI/s72-c/Puncak+%2820%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8931420204196177621</id><published>2010-07-30T20:38:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:18:59.186+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>The Sorcerer's Apprentice</title><content type='html'>Seeing the trailer over and over making me so intend to watch this movie! It seemed cool anyway. Fantasy with wizards as the central character. Soooo I finally went to the cinema with Ciko and watched this movie.&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;/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;/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://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1c/Sorcerers_apprentice_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1c/Sorcerers_apprentice_poster.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ceritanya tentang seorang mahasiswa fakultas fisika namanya Dave. Dia itu ternyata keturunan penyihir Merlin. Jaman dulu penyihir Merlin punya 3 murid, yg dua jahat yang satu baik namanya Balthazar. Nah Baltazar ini yg nantinya ngebimbing Dave untuk jadi penyihir yang ngalahin dua yang jahat itu. Rintangannya banyak banget, dia ngga pinter kalo urusan sihir. Terus distraction nya ya masalah cinta. Dia suka sama Becky, temen masa kecilnya. Cantik deh cewenya pirang-pirang gaul gitu. Akhirnya dia berhasil ngalahin lawannya. Balthazar mati tuh tapi terus dihidupin lagi sama Dave :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Gue suka bangeeeet sama Dave-nya. Ganteng sih engga terlalu, awkward banget malah jadi imut-imut hahaha yang bikin suka itu, karena dia jago fisika. Ada satu adegan dia ngasih kejutan untuk Becky pake ilmu fisika-nya, and that was beyond sweet! Check this out, it's my favorite scene :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-47cdc3ab3f1b8249" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D47cdc3ab3f1b8249%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331716259%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19DF9458294BABE37BAE57A7F77AAC23E4CC3B3.549C5AD49C9C2AA1A2E9FAA3F812780AB64417FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D47cdc3ab3f1b8249%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYTDRJpQG13hjwnQ9KybncC1TmM8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D47cdc3ab3f1b8249%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331716259%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19DF9458294BABE37BAE57A7F77AAC23E4CC3B3.549C5AD49C9C2AA1A2E9FAA3F812780AB64417FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D47cdc3ab3f1b8249%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYTDRJpQG13hjwnQ9KybncC1TmM8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet banget kan? Bangeeeeeeet :3 mau banget punya cowo kaya Dave, so sweet dan pintar! Coba aja bukan penyihir........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8931420204196177621?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8931420204196177621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8931420204196177621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8931420204196177621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8931420204196177621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/12/sorcerers-apprentice.html' title='The Sorcerer&apos;s Apprentice'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-461009410503658312</id><published>2010-06-26T08:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:38:13.302+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesaji♥</title><content type='html'>Sepuluh satu ajib. Terdengar sangat asal ya? Hahaha iya bangeet, itu bikin namanya pas ngehias kelas untuk lomba 17an, bener-bener gapake mikir ;P Kelas ini seru bangettt, nyebelin, sering banget bikin emosi, berisik, sakali banget, pokoknya macem-macem. Tapi gue sayang banget, berat deh rasanya mau pisah .... :(&lt;br /&gt;Nah tanggal 23 lalu kita ngadain perpisahan kelas di villa di Puncak.&lt;br /&gt;Seru banget 372846787thumbs up!! Terlalu banyak untuk diceritain hahaha here are some pics&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DXc5z9CI/AAAAAAAAAq0/w4KbbpAi7lA/s1600/Puncak+%252819%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DXc5z9CI/AAAAAAAAAq0/w4KbbpAi7lA/s320/Puncak+%252819%2529.jpg" width="320" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9Dc3C9tAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/jtL06_nZQbQ/s1600/Puncak+%252821%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9Dc3C9tAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/jtL06_nZQbQ/s320/Puncak+%252821%2529.jpg" width="320" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DfzFLASI/AAAAAAAAAq8/TmZFj4CLDR4/s1600/Puncak+%252849%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DfzFLASI/AAAAAAAAAq8/TmZFj4CLDR4/s320/Puncak+%252849%2529.jpg" width="320" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DmSH-7SI/AAAAAAAAArA/2IYCt671Vo8/s1600/Puncak+%252870%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DmSH-7SI/AAAAAAAAArA/2IYCt671Vo8/s320/Puncak+%252870%2529.jpg" width="320" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DobSfasI/AAAAAAAAArE/BgzNyOSyqYE/s1600/Puncak+%252886%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DobSfasI/AAAAAAAAArE/BgzNyOSyqYE/s320/Puncak+%252886%2529.jpg" width="320" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DrN5TDaI/AAAAAAAAArI/TfP6I7JEvR0/s1600/Puncak+%2528101%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DrN5TDaI/AAAAAAAAArI/TfP6I7JEvR0/s320/Puncak+%2528101%2529.jpg" width="320" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DutGJkKI/AAAAAAAAArM/9eA4I82txwI/s1600/Puncak+%2528175%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DutGJkKI/AAAAAAAAArM/9eA4I82txwI/s320/Puncak+%2528175%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Itu seru banget!! Malemnya kita begadang nonton Spanyol vs Honduras. Menang dong yg gol nya pacar gue (David Villa) hahahaha .... ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9E81KUr0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/GX0k681fvpY/s1600/david-villa5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9E81KUr0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/GX0k681fvpY/s320/david-villa5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; Well...., I love my beloved X-1 so frickin much! Hope we would have a chance to reunite. Xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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/4864167382918884321-461009410503658312?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/461009410503658312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=461009410503658312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/461009410503658312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/461009410503658312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/07/sesaji.html' title='Sesaji♥'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TQ9DXc5z9CI/AAAAAAAAAq0/w4KbbpAi7lA/s72-c/Puncak+%252819%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7177615860633967954</id><published>2009-12-25T15:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T14:44:28.180+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><title type='text'>My birthday ♥</title><content type='html'>Halo halo kmrn aku ulang tahun loh :) yap, 24 Desember. Oke langsung mulai cerita aja yaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... Kmrn lusa tanggal 23, Nada sms gua "Put besok ada di rumah ga? Gua ke rumah lu ya" Karena waktu dia sms itu gua lagi di studio nonton Avatar, gua balesnya iya2 aja dan gua juga ga begitu konsen. Nah udah tuh terus pas lagi jalan ke Hokben gua mikir-mikir kayanya ada sesuatu nih tumben amat Nada ke rumah gua mana dia gatau rumah gua. Lagian gua udah biasa ngerjain orang kalo ada yg ultah jadi yaudah tuh gua ikutin duolu skenario si Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya gua bangun jam 5 pagi. Udah ada beberapa sms dan sms pertama itu dari Mita loh my beloved &amp;amp; superb-chairmate ♥ Terus kan gua bales2in terus gua keluar kamar. Di ruang TV ada bokap sm nyokap gua mereka ngucapin happy birthday gitu terus kata Mama "kadonya nanti ya di Bandung". Dalam hati gua: kalau mau beliin Aino mah ga usah jauh-jauh ke Bandung kali. Tapi oke, bokap ga mungkin beliin hp seharga 5jt. Skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gua langsung buka laptop, online fb sm twitter. Udah banyak yg ngucapin terus kan gua bales-balesin dulu ya. Ga lama ada sms, dari Nada. Isinya "Put gua ke rumah lo jam 12 ya" Oh gua bener-bener langsung ga mood, abisnya Nada malah ngomong gitu bukannya ngucapin happy birthday. Gedek gila gua. Terus Nada nyapa gua di chat fb, akhirnya ngucapin happy birthday tapi gua balesnya ogah-ogahan gitu kan. Terus gua mandi deh jam 7 pagi. Abis itu bales-balesin wall lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu ada sms dari Ujy, dia minta nomer Nada. Terus ga lama ada sms dari Nada "Put Ujy boleh ke rumah lo ga?" Ga lama, Ujy juga sms kaya gitu. Yaudah gua oke-oke aja. Hipotesis gua tentang skenario si Nada langsung runtuh. Abis kalo emg itu skenario Ujy ga usah bilang mau ke rumah gua kan? Harusnya. Terus kan yaudah gua ga ngarep apa-apa lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gua pikir Ujy bakal dateng bareng Nada jam 12an. Gua lagi main PSP tuh eh tiba-tiba ada dia aja turun dari ojek persis depan rumah gua. Yaudah tuh kita nonton TV macem2 lah ketawa nah kita makan makaroni panggang setengah loyang tuh abis sama berdua. Terus gua bbm-an sama si Ciko pake bb nya Ujy. Terus kata Ciko, "Put maaf ya ga bisa dateng" gua bingung kan yaudah gua bilang ga apa-apa gitu. Terus dia nge-bbm gua lagi, katanya "Ada siapa aja Put?" gua langsung curiga deh. Terus hp nya diambil sama Ujy, gua ga mau berspekulasi lebih jauh deh daripada kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus Ujy main gitar gua main PSP lagi, bokap gua dateng. Katanya "ada temen kamu tuh di luar" gua langsung lari keluar mana sambil bawa-bawa PSP. Ujy juga lari tuh. Dia mau nyegah gua sebenernya. Terus pas gua ke teras di depan pager ada si Mita aja loh! Wah surprise juga sih gua tuh ngiranya temen yg dimaksud bokap itu Nada, gua takutnya dia nyasar karena dia belum pernah ke rumah gua. Terus gua keluar kan eh ada Nada sama Agung lagi megang kue. Terus mereka nyalain lilin gitu kan karena anginnya kenceng jadi ga nyala-nyala. Yaudah gua ajak ke teras. Terus disana tiup lilin gitu kan yaaa pokoknya gua seneng banget deh sumpah seneng parah hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu kata si Nada yg lain pada mau nyusul tapi katanya si Ibrahim ga bisa dateng. Langsung aja gua sms tuh si ketua kelas gaji buta, katanya disana hujan. Asu lo hujan apaan rumah gua masih keliatan matahari. Terus Bara sms motor dia dipake kakaknya jadi ga bisa ke rumah gua. Terus yaudah gua minta tolong si Agung jemput Bara ke rumahnya. Sambil nunggu kan kita main UNO gitu. Terus pas Bara dateng Clara sms dia ga bisa dateng. Yaudah deh langsung potong kue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan itu bener-bener brutal anjrit tuh Ujy sm Mita tangan kaki sm muka udah penuh krim udah gitu Ujy ngejorongin gua keluar dan diluar hujan. Asli kaya gembel abis. Abis itu foto-foto dulu terus gua mandi. Terus ngepel, macem-macem laah beresin teras terus kita makan somay sama ngobrol-ngobrol bareng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seru loh, so much laugh that I got from them. Can't stop saying thank you to all of them. The last, thank you for a million times &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINJs38-Y0I/AAAAAAAAAm4/NiTJ9RSsb7s/s1600/HB%21+%282%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINJs38-Y0I/AAAAAAAAAm4/NiTJ9RSsb7s/s320/HB%21+%282%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINJu-6EjWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/lJ8zWX-wBLU/s1600/HB%21+%281%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINJu-6EjWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/lJ8zWX-wBLU/s320/HB%21+%281%29.jpg" /&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/_w168qQGVWpI/TINJx1SmKBI/AAAAAAAAAnI/lxMSEFpIXE8/s1600/HB%21+%284%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINJx1SmKBI/AAAAAAAAAnI/lxMSEFpIXE8/s320/HB%21+%284%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINJzAHMKpI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XqCzPOtZc1E/s1600/HB%21+%2816%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINJzAHMKpI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XqCzPOtZc1E/s320/HB%21+%2816%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Xoxo ♥♥♥&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/4864167382918884321-7177615860633967954?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7177615860633967954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7177615860633967954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7177615860633967954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7177615860633967954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday ♥'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINJs38-Y0I/AAAAAAAAAm4/NiTJ9RSsb7s/s72-c/HB%21+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-964516977040326017</id><published>2009-12-09T14:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:32:01.269+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside my heart'/><title type='text'>I feel the way I think :(</title><content type='html'>Jadi ya, belakangan ini segala hal sudah kembali normal. Tapi, ngga lebih dari 1 jam yg lalu, gua mengacaukan keadaan. Yeah setelah awal yang menyenangkan, pertengahan yg amat baik, gua membuat akhir yang buruk. Parah. Gua marah sama seseorang, karena kesalahan yang secara ga langsung dia lakukan. Mungkin kenyataannya kesalahan itu ga pernah dia lakuin, cuma dalam benak gue, mungkin. Mungkin ini bukan tentang apa yang terjadi tapi semuanya tentang apa yang gue pikirkan. Sejujurnya, ini lebih ke apa yang gua takutkan. Yayaya, mungkin gua cuma ngerasa takut akan sesuatu dan dengan sangat tidak bertanggung jawab gua merasa itu salah orang lain. Iya, secara eksplisit gua melimpahkan kesalahan sama orang lain kan? Hhhh jahat ya? Jahat abis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan orang yang bersangkutan udah berusaha minta maaf sama gua. Pertama, gue tinggal. Kedua, gue jutekin. Ketiga, smsnya ga gua bales. Aaaaaaaaaah jahat banget sih ya gue :'( Bukannya seharusnya gua maafin? Atau bahkan minta maaf balik, karena kesalahan yang sebenernya nihil ini cuma ada di otak gua. Iya, itu seharusnya. Tapi coba lo jadi gua, rasanya tenang banget ada orang yang bisa jadi kambing hitam. Ah fark tega banget gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ini saat dimana otak gua bener-bener ga tahan sama semua keadaan yg ada. Too much pressure :( Gua udah ada di titik jenuh semua masalah. Kebayang ga sih lo lagi ulangan semester, masih banyak tugas semester yg belum beres, lo harus ngurusin kerjaan anak2 sekelas sebagai tanggung jawab pengurus kelas, lo dicuekin, dan lo punya masalah pribadi. Such a living hell tau ngga, capek bener bener capek sama semuanya. Bahkan puluhan jam yg gua lewatin sama temen2 gua buat ketawa2, ga cukup buat nge-refresh otak gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini bukan masalah Smanti, atau SMA ga enak, atau apa. Gua suka masuk smanti, walau terlalu banyak tekanan disana-sini. Gua jalanin tanggung jawab gua semampunya, gua selalu belajar sampe begadang setiap ada ulangan. Sekarang apa? Bahkan gua males belajar buat UAS, gua gatau dimana yg salah karena semuanya terlihat sama. Sama-sama salah, serba salah. Dan sekeras apapun gua belajar, ulangan-ulangan itu tetep susah. F-u-c---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, itu semua yg ada di otak gua. Kalau ada yg baca, ga usah komentar apa-apa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-964516977040326017?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/964516977040326017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=964516977040326017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/964516977040326017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/964516977040326017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-feel-way-i-think.html' title='I feel the way I think :('/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1025409908849261580</id><published>2009-12-06T07:38:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T07:38:35.304+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I want to announce you that I am fine. Yeah I usually post something here when I'm not okay. But in this case, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging of moods is now a part of my life. Yes, I'm too usual with the change of my moods. Well, I was staring at my monitor when Salsa tweeted: RT @&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/TheHeartBox"&gt;TheHeartBox&lt;/a&gt;: "you will feel sad after you feel happy.it's common.cause God wants you to understand,there are up and down in life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is absolutely true! I'm fine today, I'm gonna feel blue tomorrow. That's my life and I'm comfort with that. I'm absolutely happy today and my prediction, tomorrow won't be as great as today. But, I put a big hope on tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is the first of school examination. TIK was put on the first hour on the first day. It was a bit difficult and made me worry about my score. Well, it wasn't the worst thing today but French. A terrible disaster. I didn't even understand the questions. How could I answer? Fortunately, dictionary was available :D Yes, we're allowed to use dictionary but, all the students in class have to use the dictionary. If one doesn't bring, all members of the class won't be allowed to use dictionary. It is made in order to make a fair exam but I think, it's not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday will be filled by math and religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have been studying. So, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1025409908849261580?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1025409908849261580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1025409908849261580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1025409908849261580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1025409908849261580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/12/firstly-i-want-to-announce-you-that-i.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-295633062768601767</id><published>2009-12-03T16:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:20:01.707+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside my heart'/><title type='text'>I'm doing trashtalking</title><content type='html'>I bring some news! Both of good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... Hang on, I wanna greet you first, my readers (I wish I had).&lt;br /&gt;Hello, friends! I hope everything is going fine with you. I'm fine here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's end that shitty bullshit. I don't want to talk like shit further. Actually, I'm not really fine.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I got something on my heart, my mind, even my throat. Something like a stone but hot. It's maybe a stone which is being burned. It so much disturbs me.&lt;br /&gt;It's something that I can't share with anyone, even my closest friend. Because, I do not know what is exactly going on me. Aaaaaaaaaargh words aren't enough to explain my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme take the example. Yesterday, I felt hurt, seemed there was pain. My life was full of pain. And unfortunately, I didn't know the reason why I felt the pain. So, what did I have to tell? It wasn't because I wanted to keep that secret for myself but I had nothing to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I be like that, I know I'm not fine but there is no reason.&lt;br /&gt;In case, my mood swings in every single minute. Or maybe second. Well, it's too hyper.&lt;br /&gt;What I wanna do is just shout, scream, and cry. And laugh, and smile. Somewhat insane. You know what, these things really make me fed up. I am fed up more than like crazy. More likely I'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;I..... I know this is so bad. While I'm thinkin' about this, I lose my concentration. I can't perfectly focus on studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid it will ruin all my life. Well, not that amazing. If I just know the reason, I can end up this problem. But right now, I don't know. So, what am I going to end up? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something really broke my heart somedays ago. My best friend was trying to cheat on me. I know her a lot and I also know when she lies on me. I guess, I'm totally dissapointed with her. I thought we were friend, but, what do you think? Maybe you were pretending that we were friend. Hhh I don't really care for you, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just messed up lately. Not only me, messed with the balance of things, they did. Also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I got to move on another thing. Well, guess whaaaaaaat, my scores are getting a lot better than before :D It's a very good progress. I want to chase for PMDK. I need my scores to increase again and again, I can't let them fall even only once. And keep reading, this is even much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My scores keep increasing while the-smartest-person-on-my-class's are decreasing. I wish I could look him afterward. Woops, did I mention him? Well, this is the weakness of English, I cannot hide the gender. Then, my mom and dad already agreed with my plan to enter medical faculty. I told you, being a doctor is my biggest dream&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the end of this post. See ya on the next one, bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-295633062768601767?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/295633062768601767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=295633062768601767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/295633062768601767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/295633062768601767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-doing-trashtalking.html' title='I&apos;m doing trashtalking'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5826227077657093826</id><published>2009-11-09T17:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:56:56.215+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><title type='text'>Go Smanti Go Smanti Go!</title><content type='html'>Just changed my template, the old one is broken. And the replacement is a bit disappointing. Look a lil....., ewwwh -_- Wait wait wait, I'm not gonna talk about the new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my teacher just gave us the result of last mid test. She lent that after math test, and the math test was totally horrible. She used minus system and so I couldn't use my feeling for answering the questions. Ijust answered 9 questions out of 18 -_-" Firstly I was really afraid of the mid test result. I was so afraid until I couldn't open the sealed envelope. Oh okay, it's too much (lebay) ya. Then I stucked on that paper, viewing my scores and next I moved my eyes away. Guess what, my scores weren't that bad, it wasn't terrible either. I just didn't pass 4 exams, just! It was a really good progress, remembering my daily exams, I maybe wouldn't pass any exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My science and my social scores are really poles apart. Imagine like the first one is on the top of mountain and the second one is on the bottom of ocean. Well, not that far. I got 85 for physics, 84 for chemistry, 84 for biology, 62.5 on economics, 67.5 for geography, and 62.5 for sosiology. I'm afraid I won't get into 11th grade. Eh Nauzubillahiminzalik -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I now believe what people say about high school life. I didn't on the very first because my school only gave us a lot of assignments to do. Well, it always does. But then I aware that high school life brings so much fun on my current life! I perfectly love my school, I'm not joking, I'm not kidding. And I love my classmates, even it consists of alayman, bird-lip, trashman, and everything more. Haha this part of school life always makes me afraid. Makes me doesn't want to move into another class, makes me wants to stay on 10th grade, makes me like I'm scared I can't find anymore friends in another class. Well, stop that. We haven't even entered second semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I don't mind about those examinations, assignments, homeworks, I don't mind about them anymore. Without all those things, would it be the same? Would my life be as interesting as now? I guess no :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, sorry for my messed up English. It's not because I'm that arrogant to write a long post in English, but I think I need to practice my English a lot. My English became worse lately because of the unreal English on my school -_- I miss Pak Gino, his anger, and even his mustache hahaha ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5826227077657093826?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5826227077657093826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5826227077657093826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5826227077657093826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5826227077657093826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/11/go-smanti-go-smanti-go.html' title='Go Smanti Go Smanti Go!'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8582554428281248660</id><published>2009-11-05T16:26:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:29:04.986+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><title type='text'>Schooldays</title><content type='html'>So, I think my school is trying to drive us crazy. Not only me, a whole 10th graders. It always does -_- Jadi minggu ini gua lagi banyak ulangan gitu kan, hari ini aja jadwalnya ada 3 ulangan. Jadi kan kmrn pulang sekolah gua santai-santai gitu terus belajarnya malem aja. Eh jam 5 mati lampu, kampret banget emang gimana ngga kesel coba gua grrr udah kan akhirnya gua gajadi belajar. Terus jam 9an pas udah mau tidur nyala, langsung deh gua belajar fisika sampe jam 10an. Terus ngerjain pr mate, nah pr nya itu lumayan ribet lah memerlukan ketelitian dan kerajinan untuk ngotret. Sementara mata gua udah kicep-kicep ngantuk gitu, taulah gimana rasanya ngerjain matematika jam 10 malem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu pr mate selesai sampe jam setengah 11 lewat. Abis gitu ngerjain perancis, tapi gua pusing udah ga ngerti apa-apa banget itu mah. Di bawah udah sepi, orang rumah udah pada tidur semua. Serem. Besoknya gua bangun jam setengah 5, anjing ga kurang pagi apalagi coba ckckc terus kan jam 6an udah siap, langsung aja gua berangkat. Sampe sekolah juga udah lumayan rame. Terus sebelum mulai belajar Bu Tina sm Bu Euis dateng, nyitain hp katanya mau di razia dan dikembaliin jam 10. Terus ulangan B.Inggris. Not so bad lah, gua menghabiskan setengah jam terakhir dengan bengong dan akhirnya ketiduran. Bangke sekalinya ketiduran begitu bangun mata gua berat banget, sampe dengan gilanya gua nampar muka sendiri biar seger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis gitu bahasa perancis, udah mau tidur aja gua ZZZ terus BK, ngomongin pianis penyandang cacat gitu namanya Hee ah lee kalo ga salah. Terus orang-orang Korea lainnya. Udah berasa nonton BBF aja krik krik krik.Garing banget loh ngga ada hp, serasa jaman purba (lebay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ulangan fisika, dan lo mesti tau gua ulangan fisika cuma 10 menit. Yang pinter aja keder kali Bu, palingan juga remed sekelas kaya gitu mah. Terus b.sunda harusnya ulangan tapi batal gara-gara waktunya kepotong fisika. Alhamdulillah deh. Abis itu mate, dan besok kuis. Kuis itu sama aja kaya ulangan. Padahal ya kita itu baru masuk bab 3 hari senin dan baru 2 kali pertemuan udah ulangan lagi. Holy shit emang sekolah gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sampe waktunya pulang handphone belum dibagiin. What the F....... sampe kita pada tereak HP! HP! HP! akhirnya dibagiin tuh punya X-1 dan guess what, hp nya Bara ngga ada. Logikanya yg hp nya ngga dikembaliin pasti ada apa-apanya dong, kalo ini Haqi atau Agung atau Iim sih gua percaya ada apa-apanya. Nah ini, Bara gituloh, ga mungkin ada apa-apanya, lagian hp nya esia. Ckvkvkv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulangnya ke KFC ama Nada, belajar mate ha ha ha sompret bener. Habis itu sampe rumah istirahat bentar, ngerjain pr mate sama belajar buat tes besok. Sekarang mau ngerjain pr bahasa Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhh. Kalo bukan smanti, gua ga akan dateng pagi-pagi banget cuma demi sebuah ulangan fisika. Kalo bukan smanti, gua ga akan ngebela-belain begadang sampe jam 11 cuma buat pr mate. Kalo bukan smanti, gua ga akan pernah belajar buat ulangan bahasa sunda. Kalo bukan smanti, gua ngga mungkin rela dateng ke rumah temen-temen gua untuk numpang belajar. Sayangnya, ini smanti. Fvck -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8582554428281248660?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8582554428281248660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8582554428281248660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8582554428281248660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8582554428281248660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/11/schooldays.html' title='Schooldays'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-4104568811087808696</id><published>2009-10-24T16:35:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:48:34.243+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><title type='text'>Sabtu seru</title><content type='html'>Hari ini kayanya penuuuuuh gitu. Penuh banyak kejadian-kejadian gitu. Jadi kan hari itu tuh hari terakhir mid test, gua udah dateng santai aja kan secara pelajaran pertama B.Inggris. Nah udah slow aja kan, eh sampe kelas udah rame. Dan guess what, Nada was crying. Cangkak deh gua dateng-dateng ada kejadian kaya gitu -__- terus Ujy ngasihin some printed papers gitu, isinya yaaaa.... something you don't need to know lah. Dan itu ada 8 lembar, gua baca satu persatu dan gua cuma bisa bilang "ANJRIT!" Yaa, anjrit, demi apa ya, ih bego, ya gitu-gitu ajalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pas Gita, Eva, Clara, Cita, Esti dateng kertasnya ngider jadi semua anak pada baca. Dan hasilnya sama, semua ewa hahaha terus kita udah rencana buat ngeroyok orang yg di printed papers itu pulang sekolah. Nah udah oke tuh, rencananya kita bakal marah sama orang itu. Oke tuh ya, terus ulangan B.Inggris. So so lah dan gua ngga berniat membahas ulangan. Terus kan gua beli pizza mie terus ya biasa diabisin anak-anak sekelas gitu. Habis itu sosiologi, yg ngawas Pak Kusna. Udah yakin bakal longgar aja ngawasnya haha terus kan ngerjain soal gitu. Nah gua tuh kalo ngerjain soal duduknya sila di kursi dan ngga pake sepatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas lagi gitu tiba-tiba ruangan goyang-goyang. Pertama gua ga nyadar itu gempa, ngerasa goyang-goyang sih tapi ngga tau itu gempa. Sampe beberapa detik kemudian seseorang teriak "GEMPAAAA!". Astagfirullah udah panik aja tuh anak-anak. Gua ribet pake sepatu terus nyari-nyari handphone di kolong meja. Terus gua lari kan berhubung kelas gua di lantai 2. Dan tangga penuh. Sampe bawah gua Clara Deyang lari ke lapangan. Terus anak-anak kelas gua pada manggil dari atas. Ternyata yg lari sampe kebawah itu cuma gue bertiga doang, yg lain slow aja diatas -_- dibawah kita bertiga udah cangak ngga jelas dalam keadaan kaki gemeter sambil megang pensil 2B udah gitu sepatu gua makenya belum bener. Dan disitu gua bersyukur ngga pake flat shoes yg item, kalo iya bisa copot pas lari-lari di tangga. Si Clara udah pucet aja tuh terus anak-anak kelas 3 pada nanya "Ada apasih kok pada lari-lari?" krik krik krik. Ternyata yg ngerasa gempa cuma yg di lantai atas. Udah gitu anak-anak kelas 11 yg diatas pada tereak, "PULANGIN, PULANGIN" gitu. Udah pengen ketawa aja gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaudah tuh gua balik lagi keatas, Pak Kusna belum dateng tuh jadi aja kita nyontek-nyontek dulu &amp;lt;3 udah gitu udah agak lama baru deh pengawas gua balik ke kelas dan bilang "ayo kembali kerjakan soalnya" dengan muka tenang. FYI, pas gempa itu dia loh yg paling panik hahaha. Terus yg udah selesai boleh pulang. Dan kita bukannya pada pulang, malah masih nongkrong, di lantai 2. Semua bilang "Ih gempanya seru ya, iya seru banget" muka lo seru deg-degan gitu haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus udah gitu anak-anak malah pada ngomongin ekspresi mukanya Pak Kusna ckckc lo mesti tau, dia tuh bangun dari duduk dan bilang "Gempa ya?" terus dia lari-lari ke pintu dengan wajah panik dan pas kita sampe di pintu dia udah ngilang. Hahanjir konyol banget kalo lo liat sendiri, dia malah kabur bukannya nyuruh anak-anak keluar. Terus gua Mita Nala ke Giant bentar, nemenin Mita. Abis itu Nada sms dia di McD sama Icha. Yaudah tuh kita susulin, eh disana ketemu Oji sama temen-temennya. Terus mereka cerita ekspresinya Bu N*na pas ada gempa hahaha bestie-nya Cita banget dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ngga lama Cita Gita Karin Clara sm Rara dateng, yaudah kita gabungin 3 apa 4 meja gitu. Mau main keroyokan nih ceritanya :P Terus kita nungguin lamaaaaaaa banget orangnya ngga dateng-dateng. Sampe gua makan spaghetti, terus nemenin si Gita dulu keluar beli jus ckckc terus akhirnya dateng tuh, the man whom we've waited for. Dan lo harus tau, muklanya tengil parrrrrrah. Gua mau sinis jadi kalah sinis gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah awalnya mah biasa-biasa aja tuh gua ama anak-anak yg lain masih kalem, masih rame sendiri. Gua sama Cita tuh ngobrol tapi mata gua ngeliatin Nada sama orang itu. Terus lama kelamaan bosen juga kali nungguin orang diskusi gitu, monoton gila zezzzz. Mulai deh si Gita beraksi. Terus semua ikutan dan sindir-sindiran kiata tuh udah makin pedes. Dalem kalo gua jadi orang itu sih hahaha pokoknya itu mantep banget lah, pengen sih gua ceritain tapi ngga mungkin dooong, privasi. Kasian si Nada, cowonya mah bodo amat, ngga peduli gua. Yang jelas sih gua puas banget :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pas Mita Ciko Clara dateng dari sekolah si cowo itu malah pergi dong anjir gua sampe teriak "sini dulu dong kita mau minta maaf nih" anger wee jalan keluar orgnya hahaha terus si Ciko beli makanan yaudah kita makan bareng-bareng.&amp;nbsp;Terus kan gua sama Cita ngobrolin gempa yg tadi sama gempa yg minggu lalu, tiba-tiba si Clara bilang "Hari ini malem minggu ya? Ih mau dong" dan gua sama Cita langsung histeris, "ih astagfirullah, nauzubillah himinzalik, gila lo" gitu-gitulah. Terus kata dia "apaan? gua kan pengen jagung bakar" Gua sama Cita langsung pengen nimpuk si Clara pake gelas jus -_- abisnya orang lagi ngobrolin gempa, gua kira dia pengen malem ini ge,pa gitu. Insane. Terus kita&amp;nbsp;disitu sampe jam 2an. Abis gitu pulang deh hehehehe maaf ya, akhir yg garing. Cerita yg garing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-4104568811087808696?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/4104568811087808696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=4104568811087808696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4104568811087808696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4104568811087808696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/10/sabtu-seru.html' title='Sabtu seru'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-2866524577102400874</id><published>2009-10-12T17:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T17:12:34.600+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><title type='text'>Sugar moments :)</title><content type='html'>Tadi lagi ngga ada kerjaan, iseng gua buka posting" lama gua yang ber-label &lt;b&gt;SMP&lt;/b&gt; Hhh just realized I miss it very much hahaha but now, I'm not gonna talk about how much I miss it. I'll write about my best moments I've experienced there &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Waktu gua buka kertas NEM. Dimana temen-temen sekelas gua udah ngelilingin gua dan nunggu gua ngerobek amplop itu. Rasa gua takut dan deg-degan, dan takut amplop itu robek. Akhirnya, 37.70 dan semua yang ada di situ teriak ngasih selamet. I love them &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Satu hari penuh tanpa pelajaran di 9C. Waktu guru tiga2nya ngga masuk. Kiamat mundur kalo sampe Smanti kaya gitu. Terus waktu itu kelas udah berasa rumah sendiri. Ada yg tidur, nonton TV dr hp, foto, curhat, pacaran, main UNO, nangis, dll. The best class I've ever had (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pelajaran B. Inggris. Kelas gua udah terbiasa diomelin Pak Gino krn macem" masalah. Jadi pelampiasan juga udah sering. Dan pelajaran B.Inggis adalah satu-satunya pelajaran dimana gua sering diminta menjadi guru, ngegantiin Pak Gino. Ngajarin anak" bhs Inggris :D Anyway, Pak Gino is so much irreplaceable, I admit it however he was. My current teachers are such fool -_- I miss the way he taught us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ujian praktek B.Indo pas gua sempet"nya cabut ke musholla. Yang ada bu ira ngamuk" krn pas dia dateng ke kelas anak" malah di mushola :P iya emang tolol banget deh itu hahaha I love being taught by her, she was kind even we were annoying :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tambahan Biologi di lab belakang. Inget banget deh 9C tiap Sabtu harus tambahan bio di sekolah sementara kelas lain pada libur. Inget banget gimana resenya guru kita dulu tapi gua malah seneng diajar dia. Gua kan dulu *ehem* sengaja cari muka sama dia buat ngejar nilai tinggi, kelas 9 gitu hahaha sering banget rebutan bintang dulu. Terus juga waktu ujian lisan biologi per kelompok. Itu tuh kita 5 org dikasih 1 pertanyaan dan jawabnya harus barengan, dalam timing yg pas. Capek banget dulu gua marah"in Bejo sm Indra, ngga bisa belajar bareng tanpa emosi. Pasti aja gua yg tersulut hahaha tapi hasilnya? Hmm, kelompok gua 72 sementara kelompok lain ngga ada yg diatas 6 (y) My hard work brought a satisfying result &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Waktu kelas 8 dimarahin Ismet. Iya banget ngga sih dimarahin abis"an dan nilai rapot dipotong gara" ngobrol waktu ngga ada guru? Iya banget sarap gila tuh guru. Kenapa juga dia pake telat? Dia ngga masuk ya gua ngobrol. Dulu banget tuh berlima sama Assa Della Soraya Baba dimarahin dan si Ismet bilang "Sekolah itu bagai bengkel, ngebenerin yg rusak. Nah kalian itu yg rusak" Dalem hati gua ; oh berarti situ montirnya ya. Tapi akhirnya dia ngehargain kita krn kejujuran, karena waktu ditanya "Kalian ngapain tadi?" kita jawab : Ngobrol bu. Btw, apakabar ya Ismet skrg? Ahahaha'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, segitu dulu ya udah blank nih lagian gua mau belajar buat ulangan B.Indo besok, bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-2866524577102400874?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/2866524577102400874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=2866524577102400874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2866524577102400874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2866524577102400874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweety-sugar-moments.html' title='Sugar moments :)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5337302795703229437</id><published>2009-10-11T09:04:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:10:20.384+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside my heart'/><title type='text'>Every cloud has a silver lining :)</title><content type='html'>I named this post 'every cloud has a silver lining' yeah it's an idiomatic expression. It means 'every problem has the way out' :) There are a lot of other idiomatic expressions I've just learned on LIA but I love to quote this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, I'm in the mood for writing long post hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, somebody told me : Yang terbaik adalah jalani hari ini dengan gembira dan esok dengan harapan. So I feel happy today and stay a hope for tomorrow, feel happy tomorrow and keep my hope for the day after tomorrow. And I'm much better now, not only after hearing that statement of course haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu gua ngeluh masih kangen temen" SMP, padahal sebenernya banyak orang" yg se-perasaan sama gua tapi mereka berusaha buat deket sm temen" SMA-nya. Walau sebenernya mereka masih pengen balik ke junior school mereka tetap berusaha have fun. I have to be like that, I have to enjoy my current life. High school is not bad at all, I get much fun everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gua juga ngeluh tentang sekolah gua yg ribet, banyak aturan, banyak tugas, ulangan mulu, gurunya nyebelin, jarang libur, dan yg buruk-buruk lainnya. Bener deh yg namanya good outside and not that good inside. Jadi diluar gua bangga pake seragam ber-badge Smanti. Di dalam, stres berat. Oke itu lebay hahaha tapi gua kesel sama tugas"nya yg kadang ga mikir, ulangannya yg gila"an, dan guru" yg suka bikin ga mood. Padahal seharusnya gua bersyukur. Kata guru BK gua, "500 orang lebih ditolak di sekolah ini dan 224 orang yang diterima adalah orang-orang terpilih. Kalian yg sekarang duduk disini adalah yg terbaik". Gua sadar banget gimana susahnya ngedapetin itu sekolah. Waktu-waktu tes adalah saat dimana gua bener" stress to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malah ya, waktu itu hari pertama tes di Smanti dan gua udah mau mati gara" soal IPA-nya yg hampir 35% PG jawabnya asal dan esay nya mengarang bebas. Dan lo harus tau nomor 1 esay IPA yg bener" melekat di otak gua adalah soal gerak dan itu adalah pelajaran gua sekarang. Shit ngga sih anak SMP dikasih begituan -_- Bahasa Indonesia wasn't so bad and I could survive even with doubt and fears :( Di rumah gua bilang ke nyokap kemungkinan besar ngga diterima dan langsung mempertimbangkan sekolah reguler, Sma Negeri 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua seinget gua IPS dan B.Inggris. OH mati aja itu IPS ya bangsat abis bener" mematikan harapan gua masuk Smanti ): gila aja ditanya" sejarah India rrrwr -_- B.Inggris nya lumayan. Sampe di rumah langsung hopeless. The last day, math. Ini lebih lebih lebih parah sangat parah. Harus tau gua menghabiskan hampir sejam buat esay dan pengawasnya udah teriak" nyuruh ngumpulin sementara gua masih stres. Bagus banget. Yeah but it's the moment when I felt happy, sad, hopeless, and annoyed at the same time without being crazy hahaha then waited for the result was very horrible :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first result was satisfying, I got a chance to continue to the second test, speaking and interviews. They weren't bad and I could pass it well. I put a big hope there &amp;lt;3 And after that, what I and many others had to do just stay cool waiting for the final result. Dan gua masih sangat ingat, waktu itu gua baru pulang nginep sm Oji Della Soraya Assa di Rumah Sutera. Tanggal 11 juni. Dan udah deg-degan nunggu hasil tes sbi yg bakal diumumin tanggal 12 Juni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harus tau, jam 7 malem tanggal 11 gua dpt sms, "Hasil tes udah keluar, website smanti" gua bener-bener langsung kabur dari lantai atas ke bawah, nyalain komputer dan komputernya nge-lag sementara gua udah mules penasaran. Dan kebuka, 224 names written there. Gua baca dari nomor 1 dan gua liat nama" yg gua kenal, diterima disana. Akhirnya nomor 19, KHAIRUNNISA PUTRI KANHIDA (0910056). Gua langsung jerit" dan nyokap langsung sms sepupu", bokap ngasih selamet. Tapi Fyi, rasa seneng yg gua rasain setelah diterima ngga sebesar yg gua rasain waktu lulus seleksi akademis. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tapi tapi, ngga semudah itu sekolah di smanti. Masa tiap abis materi (materi, bukan bab) ada kuis. Awalnya kuis yg gua pikir itu semacam cerdas cermat, numpulin poin gitu, ngga, kuis yg dimaksud adalah ulangan. Bedanya, judulnya kuis. Mau tau nilai kuis mate gua yg pertama? 27. Sejelek-jeleknya nilai juga ngga pernah segitu kali, pathetic banget. Udah gitu setiap bulan dibagiin kartu nilai. Sebut aja rapot. Harus di-paraf ortu rwrr udah gitu kalo remedialnya diatas 5 ortu dipanggil :( Udah gitu ngasih tugas suka ngga mikir, sebagian besar tugas mate gua ngga bisa dikerjain. Alhasil gua memilih dateng pagi dan minta diajarin Zaki, minta diajarin loh ngga nyontek. Nyontek mah kalo udah mepet hahaha terus gua jadi mikir, kelas 10 aja udah gitu, gimana kelas 12? Apa jangan-jangan gua ngga bisa ikut UAN nih entar, keburu gila pas kelas 11 -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang sih alhamdulillah udah cukup terbiasa sama pelajaran SMA, terbiasa setres -_- jadi kalo ngga ngerti guru nerangin mah udah biasa, makanya guru harus sabar nerangin materi 2-3 kali hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gua juga ngeluh tentang LIA nih, materi nya agak gimana yaaa, ribet. Bukan agak sih, banget. Gua jadi males gitu LIA, tapi kalo gua engga lia ya makin bego deh gua. Gua juga ngga mau menyia-nyiakan beasiswa gua, bukan krn gua les pake beasiswa makanya jadi males. Kata Mita harusnya gua bersyukur dapet beasiswa sampe 4 kali sedangkan dia ngga pernah. Itu sih dia aja yg levelnya ketinggian, dia masih SMP udah di level orang kuliahan kali hahaha kalo selevel sm gua juga pasti dia outstanding ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan waktu kapan gitu juga gua bermasalah sama temen gua sampe gua ngamuk di note FB dan gua tau itu ngga nyelesein masalah. Akhirnya gua mencoba jujur sm orgnya dan, taraaaaaa! The problem solved! Dan akhiornya juga semua balik kaya semula, I love happy ending hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Take a long breath* Tired writing this long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna conclude this post :) I've been having lotta problems and so far each of my problems has its way out. I'll try not to complain about every problems especially silly problems up. I'm gonna face it and look for the way out. Yeah hopefully I can pass it :) Now, I welcome my colorful high school life! I'm not gonna fall of any problem anymore and I'll try to get over every problems without anger or tears. Everything has its bright side, even problems &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5337302795703229437?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5337302795703229437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5337302795703229437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5337302795703229437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5337302795703229437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/10/every-cloud-has-silver-lining.html' title='Every cloud has a silver lining :)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-4976604889887385470</id><published>2009-10-07T16:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:06:55.676+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash'/><title type='text'>Curhat colongan</title><content type='html'>Apasih istilahnya ya buat temen yg kita anggap deket, selalu bareng kita kalau lagi seneng2, ketawa bareng, cerita2, dan waktu kita bener bener butuh mereka ngga ada? Gua sering kaya gitu, it's easy to get lotta friends but difficult to own one best friend. Dalem kan kalo waktu kita lagi butuh, temen itu malah ninggalin kita, atau pergi sama temen-temennya yang lain. Hhh emang ada waktunya sih orang seneng banget temenan dan ada waktunya orang males sama temen-temennya. Gua bukannya lagi males bertemen cuma bingung aja, giliran lagi butuh malah pada ninggalin -____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-4976604889887385470?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/4976604889887385470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=4976604889887385470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4976604889887385470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4976604889887385470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/10/curhat-colongan.html' title='Curhat colongan'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6770726323578753106</id><published>2009-10-03T18:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:11:16.944+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside my heart'/><title type='text'>What should I named it.....</title><content type='html'>I found myself as a different kind of person lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think I can't find the old me whenever I see my reflection anymore. It's not a lot of changes, it's just me that realizing what's currently going on with myself. I'm not as strong as before, you can say it a bit more fragile. I don't know whether it's because I'm not in junior school anymore (a half of my soul was there) and I don't think that is the reason. Must be a real excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life goes like usual and I just let it flow. I don't lose those smiles, laughs, loves, and even sadness. I have more time to hang out with my friends. Although there are many hws now, I'm definitely sure the main problem isn't about homework :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have lotta classmates that always make my days. Thousands of their jokes invent thousand of my laughs. Same with I had in 9C. There were no days without laugh. Hmmm why did those thousands of smiles make me much happy but now, more than thousands of smiles everyday aren't enough. Wait wait, maybe I'm greedy now! (evil smirk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe those smiles are balanced with sadness now. I was far with sadness and almost never cried. Hmm yes I faced some problems lately but I think I've passed it successfully :D I like school, and I really truly hope I will find much happiness in my school. School and family are sources of happiness. But if you're sure, happiness can be found anywhere. I'm sure &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post was only nonsense. I just wrote what I thought. This is unimportant hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-6770726323578753106?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6770726323578753106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6770726323578753106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6770726323578753106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6770726323578753106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-should-i-named-it.html' title='What should I named it.....'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-4109464676054287383</id><published>2009-10-01T17:49:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:12:59.900+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why didn't I write those things?</title><content type='html'>I was asking to myself why I did write nothing about the things happened lately. I didn't write about fasting month, lebaran, or holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...... I've made you missed it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, hang on. Who did I mean with 'you'? I wrote like I had many readers :D &lt;br /&gt;So I passed the fasting month and lebaran with much laughters and lotta funny moments. It was my first fasting month in high school and it was a bit different :) I didn't say I don't like it. Well maybe I like my fasting month when I was in junior school much more than now, in my high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean and it also never means I don't like my current school or moreover I hate it. No, absolutely no. It's just about I may feel awkward here. I have some close friends here and they always make me laugh everyday. I love them but I think I haven't found any best friends as close as my junior school friends. Not yet. I know it's hard to find the real 'best' among the bests for us. But I'm sure I will :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I didn't go to Kuningan this year. My family there and also my cousins at Jawa came here. We spent a lot of time together and I'm glad I could be with them and spent some quality times. It's a thing that I'm just able to do at least once a year. They made my holidays :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's something happened along the holiday and It made me put myself on tears. Well, actually there were some things that made me cry, some were happiness, some were hatred, some were sadness, and some were angered. Mostly were angered. So I was angry to the max, really really to the max and the tears ran itself. It happens whenever I hit the ceiling. And after the tears come down, I always have a headache :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhh, lotta things happened and I didn't write anything on my blog :( I'm gonna update it if I have something to tell about. And of course, if I'm not busy hehehe :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-4109464676054287383?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/4109464676054287383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=4109464676054287383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4109464676054287383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4109464676054287383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-didnt-i-write-those-things.html' title='Why didn&apos;t I write those things?'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-2738646582758370938</id><published>2009-09-13T14:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T06:40:00.488+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes we miss something, and we really want to repeat that thing. But on my case, I miss something that I don't wanna experience anymore. I know there are thousands of people feel the same with mine. Well, I'm on a random situation. Don't know what to do, and don't wanna do what I have to. Complicated ya? My sentence. What I'm currently thinking of is about life. Life, life, and all problems that full-filled this life. My life is not only mine. A lot of people involve. I've ever read all of Raditya dika's book. On one of his book, he told about his teacher. His teacher asked him what the definition of life is. Anyone could answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life consists of happiness, sadness, laugh, tears, trouble, anger, hatred, boredom, regret, love, family, friends, money, and I can't even mention all parts of my life. Dan coba bayangin, (dan gua udah muak pake bahasa inggris hahaha) waktu semua bagian dari hidup lo udah jadi satu, seolah-olah lo ngga bisa lepas dari itu semua, semuanya hilang. Hilang dan diganti yg baru. Pisah sama sahabat-sahabat lo, dan dapet temen-temen baru. Pisah sama sekolah yang lama, harus susah lagi adaptasi di sekolah yg baru, dan waktu lo dateng ke sekolah lama lo buat silaturahmi, lo diusir. Waktu dulu lo bisa main kapan aja, sekarang all you have to do is study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimana coba rasanya saat semua bagian dari diri kita direnggut dan dikasih suatu hal yang bener-bener baru. I personally am, tired of this whole new life. Weits, itu omongan gua pas awal-awal loh ya sekarang mah udah beda meeen &amp;lt;3 Butuh waktu lama loh buat adaptasi sama semua itu, emang sih yang gua dapet bukan hari-hari suram yg menyedihkan, tapi temen-temen baru yang asik yang peduli sama gua dan bisa bikin gua ketawa. But it seemed different. I didn't say I don't like, just different. And I felt a bit awkward hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sekarang I just opened my eyes that every little thing on my life is important. Those tasks, exams, and a lot of assignments from my school are the complement of my current life. Hmm coba pikir, tanpa tugas apa yang lo lakuin kalo malem? Nonton tv? Iyasih, tapi lama-lama lo bosen kan. Terus kalo ngga ada ulangan, kapan mau belajar? Gua cuma mencoba menjalani semuanya tanpa ngeluh, but the fact, I stil complain for every difficulty I got *blushing*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we do it sincerely, all the things in this world are gonna be easy &amp;lt;3 We will find a lot of problems but there's nothing we can't do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's go back to the main idea :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happiness?&lt;br /&gt;Is it laugh? Is it smile? Is it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's way more precious than thousands of laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-2738646582758370938?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/2738646582758370938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=2738646582758370938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2738646582758370938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2738646582758370938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-we-miss-something-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6420559957679946813</id><published>2009-08-23T13:27:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:15:10.019+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>I miss y Bloooooog! (k)</title><content type='html'>Lama banget gua ga posting disini. Lamaaaaaaaa banget. Bukannya lebay tapi emang bener. Smanti benar benar menyita waktu gua dan memaksa gua untuk fokus belajar. At least tugas tugasnya bikin gua ga semangat blogging -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm proud of my batik so much. Gua suka hari kamis, gua suka pake batik. Lo tau, gimana gua diliatin anak SMP kalo pake seragam ini. Bangga gitu rasanya. Kadang sampe gua senyum senyum sendiri, ga jelas. Karena apa? Karena gua tau apa yg mereka pikirin, gua tau gimana rasanyaaaa. Selama jadi anak SMP gua selalu ngiri setiap liat batik smanti. Berkali kali batik ini muncul di mimpi gua. Memacu semangat gua buat masuk smanti. Bikin gua mikir, &lt;i&gt;gimana kalo nantinya gua ga diterima sementara temen temen gua diterima. dan suatu hari saat reuni mereka bakal pake batik ini sementara gua engga&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what motivated me so much LOL&lt;br /&gt;Konyol sih, tapi toh gua diterima. Gua bisa pamer batik ini setiap hari kamis. Gua bisa foto foto yg banyak. Gua masih punya waktu 3 taun buat pake batik ini. Oh aku cinta Smanti &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ngelantur.&lt;br /&gt;Kelamaan ga blogging kali ya guanya. Hm. Oh iya, mau cerita aja ya udah lama banget ini ngga cerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebulan di smanti gua merasa perlu ikut tes IQ. Mungkin IQ gua udah terlentang, ngga jongkok lagi. Gua juga berpikir untuk les mate, fisika, dan mengurangi waktu yg biasa gua buang untuk main. Jujur, gua merasa bego disini. Dulu waktu di 9C gua peringkat 5 besar. Disini, masuk 20 besar aja udah alhamdulillah banget kayanya T_T sepertinya kerjaan gua selama jadi anak SMA cuma sekolah sampe sore, nongkrong bentar di McD, ngerjain tugas, belajar, tidur. Kadang nonton cinta fitri aja udah ngga kuat saking ngantuk dan capeknya. Sedih deh jadi gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelas udah kerasa asiknya. Ngga jaim jaim lagi orangnya, sifat sifat anak2 juga udah mulai kebongkar :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ya udah lama banget gua ga cerita tentang LIA. Jadi, akhir akhir ini LIA itu udah kaya omong kosong. Belajar jarang, kebanyakan bengongnya. Contoh nih, guru nyuruh bikin essay dari jam 3. Kita ditinggal. Misal kita jam 4an udah beres, guru tuh baru balik lagi jam 5. Otomatis dong sejam nya kita ngobrol. Ih. Gua bayar bukan cuma buat numpang ngobrol ya maaf. Gua jadi ngabisin waktu 4 jam cuma buat ngobrol bareng Ika Aldo Aldi. Ironis, waktu inter 4 gua ngobrol sama Aldo cuma bisa pas istirahat (krn ada peraturan denda) sekarang rasanya hampir setiap waktu hngggggggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm udah dulu ya, mau tidur nih ngantuk. Masih pengen cerita sih tapi lagi ngga mood, makanya bahasa gua rada aneh dan bikin ga enak dibacanya. Biarin deh. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-6420559957679946813?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6420559957679946813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6420559957679946813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6420559957679946813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6420559957679946813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-miss-y-bloooooog-k.html' title='I miss y Bloooooog! (k)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8083353713226286618</id><published>2009-08-09T16:30:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:57:33.347+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Concept &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hello, gue cuma mau bilang kalo gue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen pake seragam putih biru&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dateng pagi pagi banget&lt;br /&gt;Kangen baris pas upacara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen kelas gue 9C&lt;br /&gt;Kangen duduk sama si Kansa&lt;br /&gt;Kangen jadiin Kansa pelampiasan kalo gue lagi badmood&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyuekin Kansa&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngomongin orang sama Kansa&lt;br /&gt;Kangen main surat suratan ngomongin D sama I&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ketawa bareng Kansa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngeledekin Gusti&lt;br /&gt;Kangen bilang Gusti gendut&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngobrol bertiga Kansa Gusti&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngerjain mate sama Gusti (?)&lt;br /&gt;Kangen marahin Gusti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen pr gue dicontekin Doni Randi Ferry Irawan&lt;br /&gt;Kangen marah marah sama Ferry&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin Randi sama Doni nyanyi 'Ular Berbisa'&lt;br /&gt;Kangen duduk ngumpul sama Doni Ferry Randi Gusti Kansa pas pelajaran mate&lt;br /&gt;Kangen orang orang lemot 9C&lt;br /&gt;Kangen marahin Indra sama Bejo&lt;br /&gt;Kangen jadi ketua kelompok Biologi yg kerjaannya marah2 mulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen cerita sama Mita&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin Mita curhat&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyie2in Mita&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngobrol sama Desi&lt;br /&gt;Kangen denger Desi ngejelek-jelekin Salik&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dibilang kembarannya Desi sama si Mita&lt;br /&gt;Kangen bareng Sofi :')&lt;br /&gt;Kangen lewat lewat 9E sama Sofi&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyemangatin Sofi kalo dia ribut sm temen2nya&lt;br /&gt;Kangen duduk di bawah sama Kansa Mita Sofi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ketawanya Elma&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin Elma cerita&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngomongin anak 9B&lt;br /&gt;Kangen denger si Ciqa ngomong&lt;br /&gt;Kangen gayanya Ciqa kalo udah nyanyi 'aku tak mau dimadu'&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin Karin yg ga jelas&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyanyi nyanyi sama Karin&lt;br /&gt;Kangen liat Fira yg kerjaannya makan mulu&lt;br /&gt;Kangen liat Fira dandan di kelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen Bila sama Japi yg suka tiba2 ketawa&lt;br /&gt;Kangen cerita sama Bila&lt;br /&gt;Kangen denger cerita tentang mantan2nya Bila&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin nasehatnya Japi&lt;br /&gt;Kangen liat Japi badmood&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngehibur kalo Bila nangis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngobrolin mate sama Yani&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngobrol sama Yani&lt;br /&gt;Kangen Yaniiiiiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyie2in si patung hokben&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyie2in Fitri sama Indra&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyie2in Sofi sama Kodok&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyie2in Mita sama pangeran berkuda putih&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyie2in Desi sama mantannya&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nyie2in Kansa sama Itu&lt;br /&gt;Kangen Kansa ngomong "melon melon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin Bu Yeti ngebacot&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin Pak Yayat ngelucu&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin Bu Yulian ceramah&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin Pak Edi nyeplas nyeplos&lt;br /&gt;Kangen dengerin Bu Ira marah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangen main UNO di kelas&lt;br /&gt;Kangen ngumpetin buku merah&lt;br /&gt;Kangen lempar lemparan tipe-x di kelas&lt;br /&gt;Kangen kabur pengayaan Pak Ono&lt;br /&gt;Kangen makan bekel bareng di kelas&lt;br /&gt;Kangen foto foto&lt;br /&gt;Kangen nilai gua Mita Gusti Kansa Ciqa Elma Fira Doni Yani dikurangin gara2 main UNO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, gue kangen 9C. Seriously, I love 9C very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all we've experienced together &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8083353713226286618?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8083353713226286618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8083353713226286618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8083353713226286618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8083353713226286618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-gue-cuma-mau-bilang-kalo-gue.html' title='Concept &lt;3'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3102206636006246730</id><published>2009-07-26T17:36:00.015+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T07:14:15.923+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter and The Half-blood Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SmwyUwnUBCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/hVrZC35N_ZM/s1600-h/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SmwyUwnUBCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/hVrZC35N_ZM/s320/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince-posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362716588519982114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finallyyyyyyyyy, I watched this movie! (y)&lt;br /&gt;After my very busy week. I was so busy with school, task, and... hang out with my senior school's friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film nya so-so. Masa mulainya pas dia lagi di kafe terus ada pelayan sok cantik ya minta diceritain tentang Harry Potter ke Harry karena liat Harry baca daily prophet yg judulnya Harry Potter dan gambarnya gerak gerak. Bingung? You'd better check the movie. Terus kalo di buku kan Dumbledore itu jemputnya di Privet drive sambil bacain surat wasiat Sirius, eh ini malah nunggu di stasiun kereta pas Harry lagi di kafe ckckckc taun ini ga liat dudley, paman vernon, dan bibi petunia deh hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ya ini Draco Malfoy nya ganteeeeeeeeeeeeng hem sebenernya dia ganteng banget tapi ga keliatan begitu ganteng. Tapi gue sadar kalo sebenrnya dia emang bener bener ganteng. Oke skip! Dari awal gue emang ngefans sama Draco walaupun dia jahat dan musuhnya Harry &lt;3 ini dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Smw-r5Voo9I/AAAAAAAAAh8/2X-PJLtynVE/s1600-h/article-1090292-02A09FD4000005DC-534_634x459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Smw-r5Voo9I/AAAAAAAAAh8/2X-PJLtynVE/s200/article-1090292-02A09FD4000005DC-534_634x459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362730180138279890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Smw-6_lLtDI/AAAAAAAAAiE/vCRSXsHIGso/s1600-h/tom_felton_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Smw-6_lLtDI/AAAAAAAAAiE/vCRSXsHIGso/s200/tom_felton_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362730439512142898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanan ; Draco malfoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiri ; Tom Felton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganteng kan!? Baaaaaaaaaaaanget! Gua mau masuk Slytherin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Engga deh, gua tetep Gryffindor. Paling engga ravenclaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ya pas di gua itu keren. Efeknya bagus, two thumbs up buat David yates. Buat scene itunya doang. Apalagi pas ada inferi, pas Harry ngambil air gara gara aquamenti ga mempan. Ngagetin banget, tapi keren (y)&lt;br /&gt;Terus the burrow kebakaran juga maksa banget, di buku ga ada malah diada-adain. Yang harusnya ada malah ngga ada. Pertempuran di hogwarts tuh, padahal keren -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm terus yang pas Dumbledore mati, cukup bikin terharu. Sampe orang sebelah gue nangis coba ckckc dangdut banget emang tuh. Terus yang gue suka pas Harry teriak teriak, ngejar Snape yg abis ngebunuh Dumbledore. Harry bilang, "Snape! He trusted you! Incarcerous! Fight! Fight back, coward! Stupefy! Sectumsempra!" anjrit kereeeen banget itu walaupun ditangkis terus sama si Snape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, masih jauh lebih bagus bukunya -_- gue udah baca bukunya 3x, harus kecewa sama film-nya yang cuma gue tonton sekali, 2 jam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-3102206636006246730?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3102206636006246730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3102206636006246730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3102206636006246730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3102206636006246730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='Harry Potter and The Half-blood Prince'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SmwyUwnUBCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/hVrZC35N_ZM/s72-c/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince-posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6123202883725013336</id><published>2009-07-25T07:11:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T08:23:11.710+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Bulletin board &amp; LIA</title><content type='html'>Well, di level ini kan gue ada class project gitu. Class project-nya itu bikin bulletin board. Individu. Tau bulletin board kan? Yang kaya mading gitu, bukan yang di friendster lol. Deadline nya sih 1 Agustus tapi yang ngumpulin duluan bisa dapet tambahan nilai 20% yaudah gue dan Ika berencana ngumpulin hari ini. Tapi tetep aja ya manusia berencana tuhan yang menentukan (sbnrnya in this case ngga juga sih) kita mau ngumpulin hari ini tapi kita belum bikin -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaudah gue bangun pagi pagi kan bikin board nya dulu. Terus artikel nya kan 3 tema, yg pertama American adolescent girls' problems. Kedua ; Indonesian adolescents' girls problems. Ketiga ; Indonesian adolescent boys' problems. Semua topik itu kan tentang masalah remaja, masalahnya beda beda tapi penyebabnya sama kalo yg gue ; Adolescence is the time when most teenagers lose their self-confidence. Buat topik yg pertama gue nyeritain kalo cewe cewe di Amerika itu terobsesi sama concept of beauty yang menurut orang cantik itu kurus, kulit hitam, dll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in order to reach an ideal body, American teenage-girls are gonna do anything such as go on a diet, diet, and diet. Surely put themselves in danger. I gave an example on my article that they maybe an anorexics. Or bulimics. It causes death, everybody's supposed to know that. And they do sun-bathing too! Indonesian people should be proud w/ their tanned-skin (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topik kedua gue ngangkat tentang cewe cewe yg ga percaya sama dirinya sendiri, yang ngerokok cuma karena ga mau dianggap cupu sama temen temennya. And when they get involved to far they're in a catastrophe. Misalnya sampe ke narkoba, hidupnya hancur, masa depannya rusak, ortu nya kecewa, orang orang ilfil sama dia, dia dijauhin semua orang. Dilebay2in deh ceritanya sama gue biar seru ;P Penutupnya gini loh, 'Cigarettes and drugs are nothing in advantages but everything in disadvantages'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topik terakhir gue nyeritain tentang student brawls. Tau? Ituloooh, tawuran pelajaaaaar haha idenya ya sama, ga percaya diri. Jadi dia tuh pengen dianggap paling hebat paling kuat supaya orang orang respect sama dia, karena dia ga PD. Sampe tawuran cuma karena masalah sepele. Kalimat gue ada yang keren deh, 'They might think they're cool, strong, and the best if joining student brawls. But in fact, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;student brawls just a sign of immaturity&lt;/span&gt;' (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahh pokonya itu artikel gue. Btw, pardon me if anything of my articles make you offended. I just wanna share my thoughts and of course, do my task. I just am :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gue Oji Ika janjian di McD jam 9.30 Ika sms dia ga jadi dateng soalnya bulbo nya belum beres. Karena gue ga ada pulsa jadi ga gue bales. Terus kan diangkot Oji sms Ika, nyuruh dia dateng terus ngerjain bulbo bareng di mekdi. Ika bilang dia siap siap dulu, jadi dateng. Yaudah sampe mekdi gue sama Oji makan dulu, kita belum sarapan men ;P Terus gue minta tolong Oji ngegambar buat men-support bulbo gue, gambarnya org tawuran, cewe ngerokok, sama cewe mati krn anoreksia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ika dateng jam 10an. Dia baru buat satu artikel ckckc yaudah Oji bantuin dia buat artikel, gue nebelin gambar gambar itu pake spidol. Kita disana ketawa ketawa mulu becanda. Nongkrong 3 jam lebih meen, dari 9.30 sampe 13.00 4 gelas minuman, 2 burger, 1 regular fries, 1 bubur, 5 baki huahahaha mending kan drpd cuma beli yg gocengan sedikit. Terus jadinya bulletin board gue kaya gini ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SmpWhFa0rVI/AAAAAAAAAhM/E51fEGslCTs/s1600-h/bulbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SmpWhFa0rVI/AAAAAAAAAhM/E51fEGslCTs/s320/bulbo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362193432728350034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus udah kan abis itu kita ke LIA, solat cepet cepet terus Bu Florin ga masuk dooong, udah hopeless aja tuh gue sama Ika. Penggantinya Mr. Adi. Ga usah ceritain dia lah ya tapi gue rasa gue udah pernah cerita tentang dia deh pas dia ngegantiin Mr. Victo di inter 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pas istirahat gue dibeliin cireng dong sama si Rusli hahaha (\ehm Aldo maksudnya terus sesi kedua gue sama dia tuh ngakaaaaaaaaaak, mulu. Ga ada berentinya. Orang pada buat essay gue malah becanda, bener bener sinting tau ga sampe kertas essay gue robek. Masih aja ketawa ketawa sampe pulang. Jadinya yg robek itu gue lem pake double tape, diketawain gue :'c Oh iya ada murid baru anak Smansa namanya Wini. Jadi cewenya 4 sekarang -_- si Tiur gue udah cerita belum? Kalo belum ya dia juga murid baru tapi masuknya 2 mingu lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kan si Aldo cerita gitu tentang anak kelas sebelah. Ngakak abiiiiiiiiiis gue dengernya apalagi pas baca smsnya dong parah itu ckckck maaf kalian ga ngerti ya. Terus dooong, kita dipaksa ikut lomba fun day ih apa banget sih ga dateng nih gue gatau deh bakal dimarahin apa kaga hahahaha terus (terus terus mulu) bulbo gue sama Ika gue titipin ke Mr Adi, katanya besok Bu Florin ada kelas. Semoga aja nilainya tetep ditambah 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baliknya ada si Mita dibawah jadi ya ngobrol ngobrol dulu ketawa ketawa. Katanya dia udah siwer, maklum waktu itu jam stengah enem hahahaha becandaan gue sama Mita tuh ; rabun ayam. Gue dijemput terus Oji nebeng, Terus sampe rumah. Terus udahan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-6123202883725013336?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6123202883725013336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6123202883725013336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6123202883725013336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6123202883725013336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/07/bulletin-board-lia.html' title='Bulletin board &amp; LIA'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SmpWhFa0rVI/AAAAAAAAAhM/E51fEGslCTs/s72-c/bulbo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3973384950025188042</id><published>2009-07-21T17:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:49:38.300+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><title type='text'>MOS</title><content type='html'>Nah gue baru sempet psting hari ini. Sbnernya udah pengen banget dari kmrn kmrn tapi gue sibuk (serius) dan baru sempet sekarang. Let's begin. Read my story carefully (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kita kumpul buat pra mos itu hari Sabtu. Jam 7. Dan jam setengah 7 gue masih di depan vip, gara gara si Oji ngaret -_- untungnya ga telat. Sampe sana suruh nyari nama kita di papan papan gitu. Dan gue dapet gugus Singosari, sementara temen temen gue pada Kutai. Bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kakak kakaknya kan udah pada teriak gitu, "Kediri mana kediri??" "Sriwijaya baris cepetan" "Demak sini sini" dan ngga ada yang neriakin Singosari nngggg -_- akhirnya setiap gugus gue tanyain, untungnya Singosari gugus 3 jadi ga banyak yg gue tanya. Awalnya gue duduk sama Icha, terus dipisah. Padahal udah beda sekolah ck cuma karena udah kenal jadi dipisah gitu. Gue duduk sama Merina dari SMP 1 Cibinong. Di belakang gue Icha sama Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PJ (penanggung jawab) kelasnya A Embe, Teh Mutte, Teh Bolo, Teh Rere, Teh Riri, sama Teh Afi. Hari pertama itu kita cuma buat buat yel sama kenalan, kelasnya dieeeeeeeeeeeem bgt sumpah jaim abis tuh anak anak. Yang buka mulut paling cuma berapa doang, yang lain sepi. Kaya kuburan. Begitu PJ keluar langsung ribut ga jelas, ngobrol aja pada napsu hahaha terus senin mulai MOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari pertama itu abis dimarah marahin sama posko. Mulai dr kesalahan kecil sampe soal keluhan keluhan tugas. Terus dikasih password buat kalo kita mau minta tanda tangan, ada terereret terereret nya gitu hahahaha yang gue heran, buat minta tanda tangan anak osis yg jabatannya sekbid2 gitu hrs pake password, sedangkan buat yg jabatannya tinggi sm posko itu ga pake password ckckckc masalah nyali aja kali ya. Terus hari itu tugasnya bawa pisang 1 sisir. Yang dimaksud itu kan 'pisang dan 1 sisir' bukannya pisang sesisir gila aja. Dan si Rizal malah bawa pisang sesisir dan sisir hahahah bego banget deh ck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua kunciran gue makin jingkrak, abisnya kata Kak Aul itu kurang jingkrak (dimarahin gue). Terus bawaan hari itu roti aki mobil. Baca : roti GS hahahaha gaul abis yak (y) terus bekel yg lain lainnya gue lupa. Hari itu kita smart games lawan Kutai, menang loh kitaaaaaaaaaaa! Menang-is krik krik 2-0 gila lo huahaa abis gitu latihan buat penampilan di apresiasi seni hari Kamis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ketiga? Gaul abicc nih Singosari hmmm hari ini jadwalnya buat mading. Temanya kebangsaan. Bahannya harus bahan bekas, ga boleh baru, Dan ga ada yg bawa karton -_- jadinya gue sm yg lain nyopotin daftar piketnya 10-3, kan karton tuh hahaha maaf ya teteh aa mantan X-3 ;P terus buat nutupin daftar piketnya gue sama Tiara berinisiatif melapisi karton bekas itu pake bungkus jet zet, dalemnya kan warna silver gitu. Kebetulan hari itu kan kita disuruh bawa jet zet jadi semua punya. Trs tengahnya pake nyiru yg ditulisin I love SMAN 3 Bogor. Tulisannya dari kacang ijo dooong, di lem! Lucu bgt ga siiih hahaha &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus siapa gitu ada yg bawa kotak yg bisa dibuka tutup, kotaknya kita gantung terus didalemnya ada tulisan "Bangsa yg baik adalah bangsa yg menghargai jasa pahlawannya" keren kaaaan!? Ehm, tadinya mau 'Cintailah Indonesia sebelum kamu mencintai pacarmu' huehehe gila abis ;D terus disekeliling nyiru itu artikel artikel tentang Indonesia, mulai dr budaya sampai prestasi anak anak Indonesia. Jadi kita ngerjain mading itu tanpa PJ, sekelas cuma kita doang. Asik banget sumpah ga boong, ga ada yg jaim soalnyaaaa! ;P Terus yg Kamis mau tampil pada latihan. Yg lain boleh pulang, tapi ga pada pulang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu kita pulang jam 15.30 dong haha padahal kelas kelas lain udah pulang dari jam 2 ckckc terus kita semua pulang bareng, ga semua sih deh. Tapi seangkot 09 itu penuh laaah hehe n_n disitu baru kerasa yang namanya seru. Gue ga latihan senam tapi tetep nunggu yg lain. Miranti juga. Bener bener kita ketawa ketawa rame itu,. nyesel ya baru seru sementara besok kita bakal dipisah lagi -_- Hmm pokoknya that day had overed. Oya, sebelum pulang posko masuk kelas, mereka ngelepas tanda posko dan bilang "Kita bukan posko" well, kelas masih tegang hahaha takut gila ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari terakhir. Hhhh udah kaga ada posko posko sih ;P seharian kita nonton apresiasi. Gugus Sriwijaya tuh penampilannya bagus (y) terus tadi juga demo ekskul. Taekwondo tuh lucu abis hahahaha overall ekskul Smanti bagus bagus deh, two thumbs up haha tapi gue daftar theater. Belum pasti sih ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, gue masuk kelas X-1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-3973384950025188042?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3973384950025188042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3973384950025188042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3973384950025188042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3973384950025188042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/07/mos.html' title='MOS'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7522993518505373992</id><published>2009-07-07T18:17:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:41:16.231+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fam'/><title type='text'>Transformers</title><content type='html'>Telat banget ye gue baru nonton? Emang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi seminggu ini liburan gue bener bener bosen. Suntuk. Rutinitas gue setiap hari cuma bangun jam 8-online-makan-mandi-online-mandi-baca buku-online-main hp-tidur jam 11-bangun siang. Zzz hidup gue apa banget deh -_- Jadi mulai dari hari hari yang lalu gue berkali kali teriak di kuping nyokap gue, ngajakin nonton. Tapi ga digugat. Iya aja nyokap gue mah. Iya doang. Trs akhirnya hari ini nyokap simpati liat gue ga ada kerjaan. Terus gue, nyokap, sama ade gue pergi ke Ekalos (nodong dulu sama bokap) sementara dia rodi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata bokap "Ayah nyari uang banting tulang km ber3 yg ngabisin" Tapi tetep aja gue dikasih duit sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dikasih uang buat beli sepatu. Sepatu hitam gue udah jelek, lusuh, kumuh, gembel pokoknya. Jadi sampe Elos langsung ke Matahari, gue milih sepatu ga nyampe 15 menit. Abis itu nganter adek gue beli tas, dia milih hampir setengah jam. Gue ga suka milih barang yg kaya gitu lama2. Kalo milih sepatu warna warni semacam converse gitu atau milih buku baru lama. Habis itu gue ngerengek2 minta cardigan, ga dikasih gue minta sweater. Ga ada yg cocok gue beli baju. Abis itu adek gue laper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita makan di KFC. Debat sama ade gue mau nonton apa. Dia suka Transformers tapi takut kalo nontonnya di bioskop. Maunya Ice Age. Yudah Ice Age aja drpd ga jadi(pikir gue dalem hati). Terus langsung ke 21. Eh masa gue baru tau semua 21 tiketnya ceban, gue pikir cuma di DS apa BTM doang yg ceban ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gue ngantri tiket nyokap gue beli popcorn sama minuman.&lt;br /&gt;Gue pilih Ice Age jam 12.00 dan tau ga yg kosong tinggal bangku paling bawah. Only, paling bawah zzz ogah gue nonton sambil nenggak. Yaudah gue cancel. Terus ternyata nyokap gue udah bawa popcorn sama lemon tea, masa iya kaga jadi nonton. Akhirnya gue paksa ade gue. Jadinya nonton Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pas udah duduk dalem bioskop adek gue bilang gini coba, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ma, ade takut. Ntr pas udah mulai film nya kita pegangan tangan ya&lt;/span&gt;. Najis dangdut banget lo De! Gue hampir keselek popcorn dengernya -_- gila ya adek gue, so sweet banget. Hem iya, to twit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw sebenernya gue kurang berminat sama Transformers cuma drpd nonton The maling kuburans (or smthn' like that) Gue prefer Transformers. Terus dapet di G 20-22 itu aja nyokap udah protes -_- Film nya sih seru seru aja dan overall gue ngerti. Film nya keren sih, ehehe hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SlRpclTcSKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/lJc3jU1AD-Q/s1600-h/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SlRpclTcSKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/lJc3jU1AD-Q/s320/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356021796621273250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya dan besok gue udah janjian nonton Ice Age sama sepupu sepupu gue hihihi gue berniat dateng jam 10 biar ga kehabisan tiket ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-7522993518505373992?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7522993518505373992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7522993518505373992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7522993518505373992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7522993518505373992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformers.html' title='Transformers'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SlRpclTcSKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/lJc3jU1AD-Q/s72-c/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-987822985683072799</id><published>2009-07-04T08:18:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:56:32.984+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>HI-1</title><content type='html'>There are two info(s). The good one is G***** postpone. The other one is bad news, Dinda also postpone. Dinda was the only girl in the class, beside me of course. And if Dinda postpones, it means I'm the only girl. Tapi kayanya Ika bakal di kelas gue makanya gue ngarep bgt Ika dateng. Yaaah Ika ga dateng juga ga apa apa sih, paling gue sama Aldo Aldi. biasa banget. Udah sering. Tapi akhirnya Ika dateng (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus guru barunya namanya Florinpalar. She said, "You can call me Bu Florin, or just Florin. I always say that to my class" -_- Ha, she never wants to be called Miss? Well, it's a bit strange. We usually call our teachers Miss. Or Mister. Our teachers were always male. Just once we were taught by female teacher, in explore 1. At first we tried to call her "Bu" but because of our habits we forgot again and again and called her "Miss" again. Then we decided to call her "Ma'am" without saying her name and seemed that she agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya, gue ga niat posting dalam bahasa Inggris sebenernya tapi keterusan ;P Nah terus beralih ke buku, kita pasti dong buka lesson pertaman, yg judulnya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pity the Procrastinator&lt;/span&gt; dan dia bilang "Hv you read this?" We said "No Ma'am". I've just opened the book not long ago ;P and she said again "You hv to make a bulletin board. Open lesson 7, last page. Page 56" Dan ternyata dia mulai dari class project -_- Jadi kita disuruh buat bulbo di kertas 60cm x 90cm dan kita udah ngitung itu sama dengan 6 ubin yg 3x2 zz tentang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Adolescents' problems&lt;/span&gt; Dikumpulin paling lambat 1 Agustus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan hari itu kita menghabiskan 4 jam bkn dgn belajar, bikin brosur. Brochure. So useless zz and the brochure was about nothing, about ourselves. Minimum 4 pages. She said that she would take some pieces of papers for us. And some felt-tip markers. Jadi kita nungguin dia ngambil kertas itu lamaaaaaaaaa banget, setengah jam ada kali. Bnran deh ga bohong. Terus akhirnya dia dateng, dan bilang "Move to 203" Grrrrrr akhirnya kita bikin di 203. Jam 3 kan break dulu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah break kita diusir. DIUSIR. Bangke 203 itu udah ada yang pake, jadi dia bilang "Kita pindah ke 204 ya, tapi kelasnya disitu selamanya" Serentak semuanya bilang "HAH!?" Noooooo, she stole my beloved 303! I spent more than a year in that class, in 303 :'( And now we're going to move forever. Fyi 204 looked like EC's class. There are so many pictures on the wall. Drawn ny crayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we continued to make that useless brochure. We've done at 4 but she didn't say anything so we spent the other one hour by chatting. And surprised me, the teacher wasn't angry with that noisy class. Soalnya dari mukanya keliatan galak ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a talk with Aldo while Ika was making her brochure. We discussed our plan about reschedule. He said if it wasn't me he'll move to Saturday. But as usual gue bujuk bujuk dia supaya sejadwal lol nah terus akhirnya dikumpulin (brosurnya). Lanjut ke sesi perkenalan diri. Jadi kan ditanya tanya gitu sekolah dimana, nick name, macem macem deh. Terus si Bu Florin bingung pas Rico, soalnya Rico masih SD tapi udah di level setinggi HI-1. Menurut dia, anak2 sepantar gue (Gue, Ika, Aldo, Aldi, Anto, Yohanes, Ikhsan) itu aja belum pantes di higher inter. Nah yg pantes siapa dong, kelas gue isinya anak2 baru lulus SMP semua -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus dia bilang ke bawah sebentar. Sebentarnya dia tuh lamaaaaaaaaa banget zz pas dia balik dia blg "Saya habis nyari tau tentang anak SD itu" buset, dipikirin amat. Jadi katanya Rico tuh pas placement test salah masuk ruangan, dia masuk auditorium tempatnya anak anak SMP test. Katanya sih gitu, tapi gue ga ngerti aja perasaan placement test FSC lumayan susah deh -_-''' habis gitu pulang aja heh garingggggg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-987822985683072799?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/987822985683072799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=987822985683072799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/987822985683072799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/987822985683072799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-1.html' title='HI-1'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6669411609969400364</id><published>2009-07-02T06:06:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:59:10.174+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><title type='text'>My school, my success</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Puput, what is success according to you?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue inget dulu Mr Victo pernah nanya kaya gini, waktu kita belajar tentang lesson &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Success and Failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan waktu itu gue jawab dengan spontan, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SMANTI&lt;/span&gt;. At that time gue malu, jawaban yg lain lebih rasional, realistis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldo bilang; lead a good life. Ikhsan bilang; have a large amount of money. Anto bilang; have a good family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, waktu itu gue cuma ketawa bareng anak anak lain. Mungkin jawaban gue konyol, ya. Tapi siapa peduli? Mungkin aja itu waktu dimana gue jadi bener-bener serius mau masuk Smanti. Mungkin. Gue jadi menganggap masuk Smanti adalah sukses, bagi gue. Mungkin bagi orang orang lain yang juga ngebet sama smanti (kaya gue). Rasanya waktu kita masih berlokasi SMP, ngiri banget liat anak-anak putih abu dengan bet SMA NEGERI 3 BOGOR. Atau waktu hari kamis, disaat gue pake pramuka, mata gue ga bisa lepas dari seragam batik anak Smanti (kalo kebetulan seangkot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang, impian gue tercapai dan smanti udah ditangan. Gue pengeeen banget kasih tau Mr Victo. Dia dukung gue dulu, dia ngasih gue nilai 4,5 untuk daily perform, yg notabene ga akan pernah dilakuin guru lain. Dan gara-gara dia gue lulus Intermediate 3 dgn nilai hampir sempurna, dan jadi murid beasiswa. Waktu gue outstanding gue titip Ms Zizi buat nyampein ucapan terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini gue mau ngomong sendiri, bukan buat berterima kasih. Tapi gue mau pamer. Oke, mau nunjukkin kalo gue bisa meraih apa yang sukses menurut gue. Untuk nunjukkin kalo gue sukses dalam artian ini. Dulu bab yang kita pelajari membahas tentang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The road to success&lt;/span&gt;. Untuk bisa sampai ke tahap itu (maaf ngelantur) ada 2 hal yang penting, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;determination &amp; perseverance&lt;/span&gt;. Gue rasa gue punya itu (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue masih inget gimana ngototnya gue dulu. Nyokap sempet ga setuju karena Smanti itu kan, ehem, sekolah yang bagus, unggulan. Dia takut gue ga bisa bersaing. Tapi gue keras kepala, ga mau nyerah gitu aja. Terus dia juga takut kalo gue ga diterima gue bakal stress. Terus terang gue memang terobsesi sama Smanti. Dan akhirnya gue diizinin. Dan....., diterima. Coba, akhirnya ortu gue kan yang seneng, mereka yg bangga. Gue nya, tiba-tiba biasa aja grrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang gue gatau nih SMA mau ikut ikut les apa engga, yang pasti sih LIA aja abis gue minta postpone ngga dikasih sama nyokap -_- tapi ga apa apa deh selagi masih bisa sekelas sama 303(y) Tapi les2 pelajaran gitu gue maleeees, udah cukup gue rodi selama kelas 9. Selama kelas 9 itu 4x dlm seminggu gue sampe rumah jam 6.30an -_- Jadi yaa, gimana ntar aja deh. Kalo gue bermasalah sama pelajaran di Smanti baru les, kalo engga ya ngapain juga ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just copied the title from LIA's radio program ; My love, my English, my success &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Oya naah, Mr Wisnu juga pernah nanya sesuatu yang hampir sama;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What is love according to you?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gue menjawab dengan polos, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, bego ya ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-6669411609969400364?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6669411609969400364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6669411609969400364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6669411609969400364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6669411609969400364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/07/sma.html' title='My school, my success'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7545915222350734703</id><published>2009-06-28T19:21:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:02:14.960+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Inter? or Higher?</title><content type='html'>Higher, of course. Higher Intermediate 1 (Y)(Y)(Y)&lt;br /&gt;I've just passed my Intermediate level yayayay very long Intermediate, 4 levels mean a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gue mau bahas satu per satu ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Intermediate 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anggotanya; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gue, Dinda, Sabrina, Dhea, Icha, Sheila, Aldi, Ressa, Kelvin, Hansen, Alvian, Adnan, Anto, Ikhsan, Rico, Pascal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ini kelas paling berantakan yang pernah ada. Ini &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;memang&lt;/span&gt; yang paling berantakan.&lt;br /&gt;Gurunya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ms. Zizi&lt;/span&gt;, gue bahkan bener bener ngga inget mukanya Hansen kaya gimana -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma gue itu selalu nulis nama nama anak sekelas dibuku LIA gue, jadi tiap buku ada nama2nya. Hmm lumayan seru deh Ms. Zizi ngajarnya. Variatif, udah gitu kalo bikin game well-prepared banget. Seolah dia udah ngerencanain bakal ngasih game apa. Dan kayaknya memang dia udah ngerencanain zet. Oya, waktu itu final score gue 4,1 -_- Hm skip this part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Intermediate 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue rasa kelas gue yang sebenernya dimulai dari sini :) gurunya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Wisnu&lt;/span&gt;, anggotanya; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gue, Dinda, Dhea, Sabrina, Aldi, Aldo, Kelvin, Ressa, Ikhsan, Anto, Alvian, Rico, Adnan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gue masih inget banget kita sering main memory game sampe teriak teriak. Pemenangnya selalu tim gue, dan gue bangga karena itu ;P Trs deh Mr. Wisnu ini sering nyie2in gue sama Aldo u.u&lt;br /&gt;Final score gue? 4,1....., lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Intermediate 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best class I've ever been in, surely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Novicto&lt;/span&gt; and he's also the best teacher I've ever been taught by. Dan anak anaknya; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gue, Dinda, Dhea, Aldi, Aldo, Ressa, Kelvin, Ikhsan, Adnan, Rico, Alvian, Anto, Ganjar, Yohannes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue bener bener nyampur sama semuanya. Oya dulu gue suka dicuekin *bzzzt* gara gara Dhea sering (dan memang selalu) curhat sama Dinda. Gue males, sorry ya De lol dan akhirnya gue memilih ngobrol sama 2 orang yg duduk disebelah kanan gue dibanding dengerin curhat. They were Aldo and Aldi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you sooooooo mucch Dhea you gave me 2 bstfriends. Maybe kalo Dhea ga curhat gue bakal main sama Dinda doang sampe sekarang heeem bisa dibilang,gue ngabisin waktu dikelas dengan ngobrol dan ketawa ketawa sama Aldo Aldi. Lebih tepatnya, ledek ledekan. Ajang menghina. Lvl ini bnr bnr asik, enjoyable ;P Terus walaupun pelajarannya susah jadi gampang, si Victo pelajaran yang susah dibikin gampang hihi n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaan,final score gue 4,8 dengan nilai written test 5 yng berkilau kilau. Oke, ga mungkin nilainya berkilau kilau diatas kertas slip LIA gue yg lebih mirip slip gaji. Trs karena 4,8 itu gue jadi murid outstanding, dpt beasiswa untuk Intermediate 4 (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Intermediate 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaah gue agak mengurangi waktu yg biasa gue buang buang untuk ngobrol sama Aldo Aldo. Krn &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Asraf&lt;/span&gt;, memberlakukan "Denda 500 rupiah kalau ada yang ngomong dalam bahasa lain selain bahasa Inggris" jelas jelas mengekang kebebasan gue untuk ngobrol. Kalo mau nekat urusannya kantong jebol, kalo mau ngobrol dalam bhs Inggris, ribet. Jadi gue ngobrolnya ama Dinda, dlm bahasa Indonesia, tepat dikupingnya Dinda. Oke kan -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya murid muridnya; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gue, Dinda, Aldi, Aldo, &lt;s&gt;Ressa&lt;/s&gt;*, Ikhsan, Anto, Adnan, Ganjar, Yohanes, Ari, Rico, Alvian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ressa cuma setengah term terus berhenti,gue kehilangan panda deh hmm&lt;br /&gt;Kesintingan Yohanes dan Ikhsan bnr bnr tereksplorasi disini. Yohanes yang pas Inter 3 biasa aja ketauan gilanya. Ikhsan yg emang dr sananya udah gila, semakin parah ckckckc. Ganjar, udah autis makin autis. Zzz&lt;br /&gt;Keisengan Aldo juga makin hebat. Biasanya cuma jail gitu aja sekarang makin nekat,soalnya skrg jailnya pas istirahat. Jadi lebih bebas (biasanya di kelas waktu pelajaran).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pelajarannya yg emang lumayan susah, makin rumit. Linked sound aja dibawa ribet sm Mr. Asraf sampe gue kesel sendiri -_- well, sbnrnya berdua sih sama Dinda. Tapi finalscore gue 4,6 hahaha doain outstanding lagi yaa hahahaamin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, itu deh cerita Intermediate gue n_n detail detail harian liat aja sendiri di prev. posts tntang LIA okeoke. Gotta go now, see you later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-7545915222350734703?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7545915222350734703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7545915222350734703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7545915222350734703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7545915222350734703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/inter-or-higher.html' title='Inter? or Higher?'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-4896104776636434378</id><published>2009-06-24T11:43:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:02:33.764+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Same class</title><content type='html'>I think it has been verry long since my last post in label 'Lembaga Indonesia-Amerika' I wanna write, but I lost my spirit. But I'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was the last day I spent with my Inter-4 class, it means : The oral test. It was the longest oral test I've ever been in. It took almost thirty minutes per one couple errrrrgh can you imagine how bored I was? Oral test usually takes only ten minutes per couple. So, last Friday I didn't mind that I got the last turn, I expected I would finish at 2pm but you know what happened? I got my turn at 4pm and finished at 4.30 Gosh! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got in to the class at 1.15 and had a small talk with Aldo, discussing what day we would pick for next term and not long after that the proctor came, Mrs. Muslimah Muhtadien. She asked two of us to come first, but my class is an annoying class. All of the students got outta that class, no one stayed in. Until finally Rico and Alvian took the first turn. The others waited outside. I used my time with talked and laughed with the others, I didn't study anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't get together next term. Ikhsan will postpone, Anto seemed will postpone too, Aldi still in Friday, I and Aldo agreed to reschedule, Dinda hasn't decided, the others I don't care. The test took very long time so I asked Aldo and Ikhsan to go downstair and tell the supervisor that we need more teacher. They did, but just the first order. Went downstair and do nothing, just went downstair -_- When they were being in 2nd floor Yohanes and the others hid Aldo's bag above the air conditioner in 302. Aldo's book was with me so I gave it to Yohanes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was looking for place to hide the book, Aldo and Ikhsan came so Yohanes put it on his back, covered by his shirt. When Aldo sat on his previous seat the others acted verrrrrrry usual, no one laughed. Of course we are masters in lying (evil smirk) First Aldo didn't realize his bag has gone and has just realized some minutes later. He asked about his student card and Aldi told him the stc. was on his book. Aldo asked me because I held his book before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I denied but Yohanes said that Aldo's bag was put on my bag. My little bag. Aldo isn't that stupid, he would know if his bag is put on my bag, it would change the shape. So he asked Yohanes and the others again but no one gave the clue. He gave up. We were disappointed because what we wanted was He look for his bag until he find by himself. But, yeah just take it easy, never worry about things like that, is Aldo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us began to give him clue such as his bag put above white and under white (above the AC and under the ceiling) Both of them are white. still, he couldn't guess. Yohanes said that he suppose to look at the balcony and then jump. And after that he would enter BMC at the room 302. Yeah we mentioned the number of the room. Aldo was so low, he still didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikhsan Yohanes Aldi and Ari got annoyed with Aldo's slow-brain-work and they started to give some clear clues. I, used this chance to ask Aldo if I could join the oral test before him. But he didn't let me -_- Long after that he found his bag and it was when there were Dinda, I, Aldo, and Aldi. And Assa, if she was with us. I spent that time with mocking Aldo and watched the clock carefully, calculate when I will enter the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but it seemed very long time I didn't hang with those guys. Annoying, but I always miss the time when Aldo and Aldi tease me. I don't know how could I enjoy it however annoying they are. They are my best friends in Lia, besides Dinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I only want a simple thing. I really want we could get in 303 together, with Mr. Victo and our Inter-3 books. Playing games those were always made us laugh out loud. YES, I miss my Intermediate 3 :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-4896104776636434378?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/4896104776636434378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=4896104776636434378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4896104776636434378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4896104776636434378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wish-we-could-get-together-in-same.html' title='Same class'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3541160258690891085</id><published>2009-06-22T12:03:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:04:00.846+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><title type='text'>Nem</title><content type='html'>First of all, I have to say Alhamdulillah and thank to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;For everything I've had, and for something I've just got some minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gue cuma bisa mondar mandir, sakit perut, tangan dingin, khawatir sama NEM gue. Diem di depan 8C nungguin ortu gue ngambil Nem, sama anak anak lain yang juga sama deg degannya sama gue. Setiap ada yg keluar bawa surat bakal dikerumunin dan kita teriak sama sama, cuma ada kata kata "alhamdulillah, wess, cie cie, asik, selamet ya, dan doain gue" diantara kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu per stu mereka keluar, Mita yang nem nya 37,00- Ferry 36,35- Fitri awalnya nangis teriak teriak dengan nem 36,15- sampe Karin 34,85. Dan habis Karin itu Khairunnisa, berarti gue. Bokap gue ga banyak bacot, cuma ngambil surat doang udah, ga pake ngobrol sama Bu Esti. Setelah surat ada di tangan gue, Doni Irawan Ferry Nabila Yani dan lain lain berdiri di sekeliling gue, nunggu gue buka amplop. Tangan gue gemeter, serius. Antara excited sama takut amplop nya sobek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;37.70&lt;/span&gt; (Y)(Y)(Y) oh-my-god, I screamed when saw that and all my classmates smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;Matematika 10&lt;br /&gt;Inggris 9.6&lt;br /&gt;B.Indo 9.6I&lt;br /&gt;IPA 8.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue yakin bisa dapet 10 di mate, terus B.Indo gue yakin salah 2 soal eh bener dapet 9.6 ;D IPA yang gue yakin dapet 7 komaan, Alhamdulillah 85 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat yang dapet bocoran juga gue sih ga terlalu peduli ya, walaupun NEM mereka mau 38 atau 40 sekalian juga rasanya pasti beda. Suppose that ada anak yang belajarnya males2an, ga pernah mikirin UN dan pas waktunya UN dia liat bocoran dan dapet NEM 38, rasanya beda dong sama gue yang beneran belajar (ceilah) apalagi setaun ini bener bener banting tulang dan dapet 37,7&lt;br /&gt;Mending mana? Mending gue dong ga ada rasa bersalah jadinya n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang bikin bangga itu Matematinya nya ya Allah bisa dapet 10 yaampun :3 gue emang optimis di Mate sh kan gue sukaaaaaa banget mate. Inggris nya malah mengecewakan ckckc padahal gue les di Lia hampir 2 thn, eh tetep salah 2 soal di soalnya anak SMP -_- Tapi overall NEM gue memuaskan dan nyokap gue teriak teriak lah waktu gue bilang rata rata NEM gue 9.425 :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everyone who has supported me and my parents, ya ya I've made them verrrrry proud (y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-3541160258690891085?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3541160258690891085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3541160258690891085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3541160258690891085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3541160258690891085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/nem.html' title='Nem'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-161082209784669306</id><published>2009-06-21T16:40:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:04:39.016+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>Dormitory</title><content type='html'>I've just joined some sorting hat tests and see what I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://sorting-hat.com/linklogo/sorthatg.gif" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://sorting-hat.com" target="_blank"&gt;You belong in Gryffindor,&lt;br /&gt;where dwell the brave at heart, their daring, nerve and chivalry set Gryffindors apart&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SkGWEspFVvI/AAAAAAAAAgo/DUoeal7ontA/s1600-h/Sorting+hat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SkGWEspFVvI/AAAAAAAAAgo/DUoeal7ontA/s320/Sorting+hat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350722839739979506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SkGhcP6EFcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ALUvArPCCBs/s1600-h/Hogwarts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SkGhcP6EFcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ALUvArPCCBs/s320/Hogwarts.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350735338971338178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooooooooooooooooooool, aren't they? (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-161082209784669306?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/161082209784669306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=161082209784669306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/161082209784669306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/161082209784669306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/hogwarts-am-i.html' title='Dormitory'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SkGWEspFVvI/AAAAAAAAAgo/DUoeal7ontA/s72-c/Sorting+hat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5056866115676289464</id><published>2009-06-18T13:55:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:04:53.428+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter? I'm in love (again)</title><content type='html'>Beberpa hari belakangan gue baru aja melahap (konotasi) Harry Potter 5 dan 6. Dan sekarang, gue lagi konsen sama yang terakhir. Seinget gue, gue baca yang kelima 2 kali, keenam 3 kali, ketujuh 3 kali. Ga bosen. Doyan banget deh gue (K) Tadi pagi gue iseng buka youtube terus nyari nyari trailer nya HP 6. Dapet banyak sih hehe kereeeen, ampun deh gue terkagum kagum sendiri pas nontonnya lol kalo dari trailer sih cukup memuaskan, semoga aja film nya sebagus bukunya (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus tadi di angkot gue menghabiskan sepanjang jalan mengagumi JK Rowling dan Harpot-nya sama Oji. Udah lama sih gue kepikiran tentang ini, dan tadi pas Oji bilang baru inget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Gimana JK Rowling bisa kepikiran nama nama buat tokoh di Harry Potter?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama yang gue maksud disini bukan cuma nama nama orang luar biasa yang standar, tapi nama yang Harpot banget gitu. Ada yang bingung? Ya sudah baca aja terus deh. Nih ya kalo gue bikin nama orang bule palingan Jessica, Alice, Joe, Jake. Yang biasa banget gitu deh nah coba Harpot? Hermione, Draco Malfoy, Katie Bell, Crabe, Goyle, Albus Dumbledore, Sirius, Bellatrix Lestrange, Cho Chang......, masih banyak banget dan kelamaan kalo ditulis semua. Gue juga terlalu males soalnya n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ngebanding bandingin JK Rowling sama Stephenie Meyer. Bukannya ga suka ya, gue juga suka sama Twilight. Cuma comparison mereka menurut gue dan Oji :D Iseng iseng gue googling &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt; dan nemu beberapa gambar yang menarik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SjnrvTU0zLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/J0jLP2FQUwg/s1600-h/02-stone-harry-potter-400a112706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SjnrvTU0zLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/J0jLP2FQUwg/s320/02-stone-harry-potter-400a112706.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565230353173682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Inget? Waktu mereka kelas satu, main catur sebelum ngambil batu bertuah&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SjntWvWVwNI/AAAAAAAAAgM/XBUq56cw9fM/s1600-h/draco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SjntWvWVwNI/AAAAAAAAAgM/XBUq56cw9fM/s320/draco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348567007402246354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Kangeeeen banget Malfoy manggil Hermione 'darah lumpur'. Ck, ganteng ya? Menurut gue sih banget&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sjnt2SlOsnI/AAAAAAAAAgU/tLrMl03pt0I/s1600-h/GoldenSnitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sjnt2SlOsnI/AAAAAAAAAgU/tLrMl03pt0I/s320/GoldenSnitch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348567549435884146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Golden snitch. Gue pengeeeeen deh main Quidditch, tapi ga mau jadi Seeker, Chaser aja :3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SjnvCHbJRTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9wfyRYK5efI/s1600-h/grcommonroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SjnvCHbJRTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9wfyRYK5efI/s320/grcommonroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348568852110853426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Gue pengen tinggal di Hogwarts dan masuk Gryffindor (YYYY) pengen Ravenclaw juga siiih, tapi Gryffin lebih oke&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalo Ravenclaw itu kan kesannya pinter, jago, tapi kalo Gryffindor berani. Nah gue mauuuuuu banget u_u Warna nya bagusan Raven, biru. Hmm tapi warna kesukaan gue warna nya Slytherin, ga seru ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, udah dulu yaaa gue mau pergi, byeeeeeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5056866115676289464?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5056866115676289464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5056866115676289464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5056866115676289464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5056866115676289464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/harry-potter-im-in-love-again.html' title='Harry Potter? I&apos;m in love (again)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SjnrvTU0zLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/J0jLP2FQUwg/s72-c/02-stone-harry-potter-400a112706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1671610671929985475</id><published>2009-06-16T12:33:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:05:06.093+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash'/><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Ha, my fckin boredom is coming again. As you know, -or if you don't know, I'll tell you- that my bad mood always comes when I have nothing to do. And right know, as usual again I'm not doing anything. Just listening to the music, sitting in front of my mom's laptop and checking my plurk and also checking my facebook and well, making this unnecessary post. I know it annoyed you emm but....., yeah I think I can write some stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my last post you would have known. But have known and haven't are same, I'll still tell you that I AM A STUDENT OF SMA NEGERI 3 BOGOR. Well, actually it hasn't. The correction is I'LL BE A STUDENT OF SMA NEGERI 3 BOGOR as soon as I got my graduation sight or we call it "Ijazah" in common. If I graduate from my current school, I will be Smanti student. I know you'll get bored if I say it again and again. But I'm absolutely happy by accepted in Smanti =) I don't need to look for school anymore because I've already got it. Uuuups, I talk about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lately I wanna enter regular school -don't have any reasons- but my dad has already paid Smanti. It's kinda strange, uh? Before I was verrrrrry excited to get Smanti, to be one of its students. But at the time I got it, it became usual. I mean, not really amazing. Just, yeah, something that you can think my yourselves, I'm too lazy to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next story is, Friday will be the last day on my Intermediate 4. AS usual, I'm gonna miss them so muccccccch because it could be the last day I meet them. Have I tld you that I have to reschedule? If not yet, I need to move. HH I don't want, actually. Missing syndrome always happens again and again at the end of Lia's term. It because my current class is the best class I've ever been in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's enough for today. See you again :) &lt;br /&gt;PS : My mood has increased a lot (y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1671610671929985475?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1671610671929985475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1671610671929985475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1671610671929985475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1671610671929985475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6011028438800420191</id><published>2009-06-14T10:13:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:51:40.525+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Well my last last post is reflecting my mood at that moment. Yeah you can see, I'm officially getting bored with posting. No idea about what I should write. Don't have any spirit and, yeah....., something like you have a lot of interesting stories and planed to post them as soon as possible and once you're ready with your blog, you get bored. Really bored. That's it. Last Friday (June 12) was the day that very successful in making my mood got worse. It was the worst Friday I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yester-friday before the test my class studied for a while and you know, without Dinda and Aldo by my side, Explore 4 was verrrrrrrrrry boring. Aldi was too busy with his student card (he didn't bring it) and I was like......., wtf knowing that I wouldn't come. I'd rather join the make up test with those two (Aldo Dinda). There was no points with regreting so I wasted my precious an hour by kept silent. It was very boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my mood has gone down before the Friday. Although I was officially accepted in Smanti and very soon will become the student of Smanti, my mood got nothing. Well, it;s the end of all, see you when my mood has came back. Thank you for reading (if you are).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-6011028438800420191?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6011028438800420191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6011028438800420191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6011028438800420191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6011028438800420191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-631563823776330465</id><published>2009-06-12T10:51:00.015+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:06:11.542+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Rumah Sutera</title><content type='html'>Hmmm jadi, Rabu-Kamis kmrn Gue Oji Soraya Assa Della nginep di rumah neneknya Della, di rumah Sutera. Tau ga? Tempat bikin sutra dari ulat gitu. Tempatnya sih asik cuma pas malem panas udah gitu....., ada anjingnya -_- 2 lagi. Ada buaya juga lol hahahaha jadi pertamanya kita ke Giant Botani dulu beli beberapa stuff yg perlu udah gitu otw kesana naik mobilnya Della. Sama nyokapnya Della :) Sampe disana nurunin barang" terus kenalan sm neneknya Della.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama dateng kita jalan sebentar terus makan. Abis makan karena gue tergoda liat kolam renang akhirnya kita renang. Habis renang mandi. Jadi kan mandin ya giliran, pertama Assa terus Della. Nah gue sama Oji Soraya kan nunggu sambil tetep renang, terus anjingnya lewat lewat gitu, ada 2 lagi huhu dan kita takut. Jadi kita pura pura ga ada gitu, nyelem betem dalem air. Tapi ga berguna juga sih orang anjingnya diem aja -_- Abis gitu nunggunya pindah ke dalem dan tau ga sih, itu yang namanya dingin bener bener dingiiiiiiiiiin banget serasa beku bzzzt lebay deh tapi serius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis gitu pada bikin kopi sambil nunggu giliran mandi. Sorenya kita keliling tapi cm sebentar. Jam 9 malem kita udah pada ngetem di kamar. Cuma gitu doang, Ga bisa tidur -_- jam 12 malem Gue, Della, Soraya memutuskan bangun dan keluar. Eh semua ikut, akhirnya kita makan dan minum susu. Tengah malem. Jam 12 teng -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kita bercanda gitu sampe si Oji ngomongin tentang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;RUMAH MAKAN PADANG&lt;/span&gt; dan kita jadi ngomongin tebak-tebakan. Gue Oji Della Soraya lagi ngomongin tebak tebakan yg nyusun kata Saya-ayam-makan-minum, ga ada minumnya? Teh botol sosro. Ngga ngerti ya? Alah skip bukan itu point gue. Trs pas kita udah selese ketawa ketawa Assa bilang, "eh yang nyusun kata, yg minumannya ga ada apa?" Dan kita baru aja beres ngomongin itu yg teh botol sosro -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ga lama Assa nyambung lagi, "Kalo yang rumah makan padang apa?" Astagfirullah itu topik yang paling awal........, --&gt;skip. Habis itu tidurnya pindah ke ruang tengah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi pagi kita renang lagi dah jauh lebih dingin dr kmrn, habis itu mandi terus bakar bakaran. Karena kita lebay samoe ngabisin 2 kotak korek api dan apinya ga nyala nyala. Tapi lumayan deeeh sosis bakar haha :P Ehm udah dulu yaaaa ga mood gue ck byeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-631563823776330465?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/631563823776330465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=631563823776330465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/631563823776330465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/631563823776330465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/sleep-over-with-my-fellas.html' title='Rumah Sutera'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8710212377770994561</id><published>2009-06-07T11:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:14:35.363+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash'/><title type='text'>Boseeeeen, beneran deh ckckc</title><content type='html'>Free day kaya gini gue malah demek di rumah. Liburan bukan, acara TV ga rame, orang rumah pada sibuk, duit ga punya. Yayaya yang terakhir yang paling tepat sebenernya -_- Jadi karena gue udah ga ada kerjaan dan orang orang juga udah ga pada ke sekolah, setiap hari gue bengong bengong aja di rumah. Ortu gue kerja, adek gue sekolah. Bangun siang, nonton gosip, mandi, makan, ngetem depan laptop sampe kesemutan, mandi, makan malem, nonton, tidur. Garing abis dehhhhhh, jumat mending deh gue Lia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah hari Senin itu Pak Edi bilang masuk sekolah. Katanya mau ada pengumuman tentang ujian paket B. Hah, najis. Tapi gatau bener apa nipu biasa deh yang jelas gue excited aja mau sekolah. Bukan excited mau ga lulus. Pulangnya rencananya gue Assa Soraya mau nonton dvd di rumah Soraya, belinya patungan. Kita sih pengennya nonton Shopaholic abis waktu dulu kita mau nonton Shopaholic udah ga ada, jadinya malah nonton Push. Tapi Push not bad laaaah, cuma akhirnya agak agak gantung gitu. Lucu lumayan deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya tadi nyokap gue kan baru pulang belanja, dia bilang ketemu nyokap nya Intan, temen gue waktu SD. Nah yng gue mau ceritain itu........,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu kapan gitu gue sama nyokap pergi jalan jalan berdua, naik angkot. Terus ada satu orang ibu yg negor gue sama nyokap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ibu : Puput ya?&lt;br /&gt;Gue &amp; Nyokap : (bingung)&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : Ini Mama-nya Puput kan? Masih inget ga sama *nyebut nama anknya*?&lt;br /&gt;Gue : (diem)&lt;br /&gt;Mama : (senyum, ngangguk. sebenrnya ga kenal)&lt;br /&gt;Gue : Ha?&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : Yaaah, biasa ya Bu namanya anak anak mah gampang lupa. Yang inget malah kita orang tuanya&lt;br /&gt;Mama : -____________-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KITA? Lo aja kali ya orang nyokap gue aja lupa. Dan sampe sekarrang nyokap gue masih penasaran dan sering nanya ke gue. Blah ga bakal deh gue inget yang kaya gitu (lol) Oukay oukay, udahan dulu deh yaa, gue mau main game aja deh boceeeeeeeeeeen pake C :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8710212377770994561?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8710212377770994561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8710212377770994561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8710212377770994561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8710212377770994561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/boseeeeen-beneran-deh-ckckc.html' title='Boseeeeen, beneran deh ckckc'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-260825869191521149</id><published>2009-06-06T14:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:07:16.522+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMA'/><title type='text'>I'm showing you somethin'</title><content type='html'>Gue belum sempet pamer hihihi so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sioce7tZmQI/AAAAAAAAAe8/-beX4YND30E/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sioce7tZmQI/AAAAAAAAAe8/-beX4YND30E/s200/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344115225578281218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo kurang jelas buka aja di website Smanti ya hahaha nomor 28 ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-260825869191521149?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/260825869191521149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=260825869191521149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/260825869191521149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/260825869191521149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-showing-you-somethin.html' title='I&apos;m showing you somethin&apos;'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sioce7tZmQI/AAAAAAAAAe8/-beX4YND30E/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8793404944679177180</id><published>2009-06-05T13:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:07:44.629+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Last session</title><content type='html'>Hari ini gue Lia. Sebelum Lia gue nganterin si Oji ke Halte sebentar. Halte itu distro, bukan tempat nunggu bis. Yang letaknya ga begitu jauh dari Lia. Jelas, kalo jauh gue ogah. Disana cuma sebentar, cuma nunggu dia milih terus bayar terus ke Lia lagi. Setelah ngobrol agak lama sampe akhirnya bel lia bunyi, gue ke kelas. Ternyata anak" sekelas udah lengkap, kecuali Yohanes. Dan gue langsung disambut sama Aldo Aldi dan kalimat ini, "Put, diterima di Smanti ga?" Gue senyum sama 2 cowo itu, seenggaknya mereka inget tentang penerimaan gue. Gue ngangguk, mereka tepuk tangan dan bilang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ciee selamet yaaaa&lt;/span&gt;. Aih so sweet huahahaha abis itu Mr Asraf dateng dan bilang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today is our last session. Next week will be your promotion test.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krikkkkkkkkkkkkkk -___- itu berarti hari terakhir gue belajar sama semua, karena kalo gue diterima di Smanti berarti gue harus pindah jadwal :---( Habis itu ngitung duit kas sebentar (hasil denda anak") yang ada Rp7.500 dan semuanya mau di[ake beli permen buat bareng". Syp yg beli? Gue. Sial emang nih nasib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kita belajar sebentar daaaan Mr Asraf said, "Prepare a piece of paper and we will do PT 2" ohmygod. Someone said, "Last week you said PT in the second session" and he replied, "PT is in the first session and in the second session we will study" What? Tes dulu baru belajar? Well, ini sama dengan Ujian nasional dulu baru les di Primagama -__- --skip, nah pas lagi nyiapin kertas gitu gue salah denger. Berhubung di kelas ngomongnya hrs bahasa inggris jadi kalo ada yg ngomong B.Indo kan pasti pelan....,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldo : ntar bantuin ya&lt;br /&gt;Gue : apa?&lt;br /&gt;A : bantuin gue&lt;br /&gt;G : *dlm hati* &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;batu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : bantuin gue *megang kertas*&lt;br /&gt;G : (mikir)............ oh! bantuin lo?&lt;br /&gt;A : iya&lt;br /&gt;G : hahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;A : apa ketawa?&lt;br /&gt;G : gue salah denger&lt;br /&gt;A : emang lo dengernya apa?&lt;br /&gt;G : batu&lt;br /&gt;A : (ngakak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya skip lagi, itu sangat unimportant ya. Terus PT, gue salah 6 u.u menyebalkan memang deh. Udah gitu dialog dan game sambil nunggu break. Game-nya kaya memory gitu tapi bukan nyari pasangan gambar. Jadi kalimatnya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"We went to Botani Square yesterday and bought...."&lt;/span&gt; Jadi aturannya, kita nambahin satu benda dan yang lain bakal nerusin. Got it? Contoh deh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rico : We went to Botani Square yesterday and bought a t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;Alpian : We went to Botani Square yesterday and bought a t-shirt and clothes&lt;br /&gt;Anto : We went to Botani Square yesterday and bought a t-shirt, clothes, and some fruits&lt;br /&gt;Ikhsan : We went to Botani Square yesterday and bought a t-shirt, clothes, some fruits, and a few books&lt;br /&gt;Ganjar : We went to Botani Square yesterday and bought a t-shirt, clothes, some fruits, a few books, and 21 inch' television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan seterusnya nyambung-nyambung terus gitu, ngerti? Hihi terus puteran pertama putus di Yohanes dan puteran kedua putus di Ikhsan. Yang gagal hukumannya berdiri di depan kelas sampe game selesai. Ga jelas banget emang deh -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu break, terus masuk. Kan kita belajar skill focus nya listening, dan daripada gue harus menghadapi kelamaan loadingnya Aldo &amp; Aldi, gue asik aja berdua ama si Dinda. Hmmmm pokoknya gitu deh ya gue udah rada males cerita nih cekaceka, segitu dulu aja ya, ntr kalo gue mood diterusin deh hihi byeeeeeeeee ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8793404944679177180?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8793404944679177180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8793404944679177180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8793404944679177180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8793404944679177180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-session.html' title='Last session'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6976286091018331016</id><published>2009-05-30T05:49:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:08:12.969+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Another Friday with my wonderful friends</title><content type='html'>So, hari ini gue ngapain cobaaaa? Jumat ngapain......? ahelah masa ga hafal juga, Lia men Liaaaaa (Y) Jadi kan gue dateng ke Lia sekitar jam 12.40an gitu dan belum buat tugas. Gue maleeeeeeeees banget habisnya gue lagi kepikiran pengumuman Smanti gitu abisnya gue pesimis bakal diterima terus-----skip. Jadinya gue agak agak ga semangat gitu di Lia dan memutuskan untuk ga buat tugas. Oke kan? Ga lama si Aldi dateng,&lt;br /&gt;G : Di, udah ngerjain tugas belum?&lt;br /&gt;A : Yg mana?&lt;br /&gt;G : Melissa?&lt;br /&gt;A : Udah&lt;br /&gt;G : Eagle eye?&lt;br /&gt;A : Udah&lt;br /&gt;G : Mampus lu ah ko ngerjain sih biasanya kan enggaaaaaa -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya dengan terpaksa gue ngerjain. Asal, tapi kata Aldi bagus karena bahasa essay gue beda banget sama buku. Ah iyalaaaaaah orang gue udah lupa yg di buku kaya gimana n_n nah terus kan pas udah jam 1 gitu gue beres. Aldo belum dateng, gue yakin sih dia pasti belum ngerjain (lol) terus gue lagi ngobrolin si Ikhsan gitu sama Aldi Dinda, ga lama orangnya dateng sama si Aldo. Panjang umur tuh bocah dua. Terus Aldo bingung liat kertas kertas berserakan. Dia nanya, "Apaan nih?" Gue, "tugas" Aldo, tugas apa?" Gue, "Melissa sama eagle eye bodoh, gue yakin lo pasti belum" Aldo, "mampus, kenapa lo ga sms gue Put?!" Gue cuma ketawa ketawa aja kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus dia nyari" kertas yg eagle eye. Jadi eagle eye itu tugas lama yg belum dikumpulin. Dia udah buat tapi kertasnya hilang, akhirnya Aldo ngambil kertas gue buat dicontek. Sial -_- mana cuma dibedain urutannya doang lagi. Akhirnya kan gue rebut, tapi nyaris aja sobek u.u akhirnya mah gue kasih juga sih.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Abis itu kan masuk, eh tugasnya ga ditagih terus belajar2 gitu aja. Sebelum istirahat kita main jadi kan skill focus-nya speaking buat asking/giving advice. Nah gue Aldo Ganjar Ikhsan jadi narasumber yg bakal ngasih advice dan murid lainnya (as audiences) bakal ngasih masalah gitu dan kita yg berempat hrs ngasih solusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ikhsan as a doctor, Ganjar as a psychologist, Me as a good mother (zkdhoiq37ue#fou) and Aldo as a priest. Priest? What kinda priest Aldo will be (lol) jadi anak anak pada konsultasi gitu ceritanya, dan yg paling heboh itu si Ikhsan sampe Mr Asraf nanya, "Ikhsan, you're the doctor or patient?" Anto nyeletuk, "Patient at Marzuki Mahdi" ;P Buat yg ga tau, Marzuki Mahdi itu RSJ yg di Semeru. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus abis itu istirahat. Istrahat gue kejar2an sama Aldo -_-- Jadi pas gue lagi ke toilet buku gue sm buku Dinda diambil. Gue malah ketawa ketawa aja ngeliatin Dinda ngejar2 Aldo sampe akhirnya gue nyadar buku gue juga diambil. Terus kan malah gue yg ngejar Aldo sampe dia ngancem mau lempar buku gue dari tangga. Mati ja kalo sampe jatoh ke lantai 1, males turun gue -_- Trs dia lari ke toilet cowok. Gue ga berani masuk lah, Dinda tuh yg berani. Trs gue teriak aja, "Gue kunciin lo ya!" Aldo, "eh jgn2 gue juga takut dikunci di toilet mah" Gue &amp; Aldo, "Hahahahahahahaha" terus kn balik ke kelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Aldi tiba2 bilang "Put yang E2 udah?" Gue, "belum" Aldi, "liat dong" Gue, "belum Di" Aldi, "ga apa apa" --- Mulai curiga kan gue, si Aldo sok sok innocent gitu krik taunya bener Student book gue ilang lagi. Trs kan udah ketemu. Pas gue duduk gantian workbook gue yg ilang. Aldo deh ini mah -_- yaudah gue ambil student book dia, eh dia narik tangan  gue haaah ga kuat gue zzzz abis itu kan duduk, ngos ngosan.&lt;br /&gt;G : Capek gue Do&lt;br /&gt;A : Sama&lt;br /&gt;-________________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus habis itu msk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita main hangman tapi murid vs murid, gue sempet bingung pas bagi kelompok. Jadi kan Dinda (1) - Gue (2) - Aldo (3) - Aldi (4) - Rico (1) - Alpian (2) - Adnan (3) - Ikhsan (1) - Ganjar (2) - Anto (3). Jadi gue kira yg 1 sm 1, 2 sm 2 gitu. Trs kn gue cengo aja kaya orang bego. Si Aldo udah nyengir myengir kan,&lt;br /&gt;G : Eh, kelompok gue yg mana?&lt;br /&gt;Aldo : Yg ini telmi, lo pinter2 bego dh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ternyata kelompoknya 1-2-3-4, 1-2-3, 1-2-3 ;P udah lama ga sekelompok sama Aldo Aldi (Y) jadi yang nyari kata Dinda doang yg lain bercanda (dance). Terus pensil gue ilang. Gue langsung nuduh Aldo kan tapi katanya bukan dia. Pake demi tuhan segala yaampun kalo emang lo juga ga apa apa kali Do gue udah biasa. Akhirnya pas mulai game yg main Dinda doang (lagi) Aldo Aldi bantuin gue nyari pensil tapi ga ketemu. Nah padahal kelas Lia kan ga luas luas amat. Trs Aldo bilang "It disappeared unusually. Gue merinding loh" brengsek emang si Aldo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SiXLO4BBCaI/AAAAAAAAAes/-7CqobSQSII/s1600-h/DSC01574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SiXLO4BBCaI/AAAAAAAAAes/-7CqobSQSII/s200/DSC01574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899989360216482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini pensil yang bikin heboh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SiXL3bbTUDI/AAAAAAAAAe0/OzlzQSV5m_E/s1600-h/DSC01575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SiXL3bbTUDI/AAAAAAAAAe0/OzlzQSV5m_E/s200/DSC01575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342900686060474418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini bagian yang hilangnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anehnya, kali ini gue heboh padahal biasanya gue cuek aja kehilangan sesuatu. Yang makin aneh, Aldi Aldo Dinda ikut sibuk bantuin gue nyari pensil padahal kalo dalam keadaan normal mereka pasti bakal ngetawain gue. Yangg paling aneh, Aldo yang nyari paling serius padahal biasanya dia bakal ngeledek sambil pasang tampang innocent. Gue mikir jangan jangan gue lagi dalam program &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hari Yang Aneh&lt;/span&gt; tapi......., big impossible. Trs kn tim gue kalah. Jadi nyari pensilnya berempat. Krn ga ketemu kita duduk di tempat awal dan pensilnyaaa....., pensilnya ada di kolong tempat kita duduk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huahuaaaaaaaa Aldo maaf ya gue nuduh lo yang engga bener abisnya abisnyaaaaaa........., biasanya kan lo ;P&lt;br /&gt;Abis gitu pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gue hrs ke Smanti buat persiapan interview, see you in another story =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-6976286091018331016?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6976286091018331016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6976286091018331016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6976286091018331016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6976286091018331016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-with-my-wonderful-friends.html' title='Another Friday with my wonderful friends'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SiXLO4BBCaI/AAAAAAAAAes/-7CqobSQSII/s72-c/DSC01574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8348961509928759378</id><published>2009-05-23T11:36:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:08:31.494+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Smanti, Bingo, &amp; Mr. Asraf's joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Smanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumat kemaren gue Oji Assa janjian ke smanti, mau ngambil kartu peserta buat tes Senin besok. Nah kan kita janjiannya di McDonald's Hero jam setengah 9 =) Terus pas udah 8an gitu gue sms Oji, nanyain kapan dia berangkat. Katanya masih ngeringin rambut gitu. Trs gue sms Assa, dia udah berangkat. Gue maklum deh rumahnya jauh banget dari Baranangsiang. Yaudah tuh gue santai santai dulu aja selagi ga ada orang di rumah. Jam 8.15 gue berangkat deh. Pas sampe Cemara gue mikir kayanya ada yang kurang gitu kan, terus gue periksa tas. Dompet ada, kertas kuning ada, HP headset, recehan ada semua. Terus.... OH IYA KUNCI! Kunci rumah gue ga ada -___-- Nah gue rasa kan kuncinya gue taro di tempat nyimpen kunci biasa, yaudah gue jalan terus. Tapi ya, makin lama gue makin ga yakin. Akhirnya deh gue balik ke rumah. Dan ternyata tau gaaaa? Pintunya belum gue kunci sama sekali dan bahkan, nutupnya ga rapet. Kuncinya juga masih ngegantung. Anjrit kalo ada maling gue bisa abis sama Bokap Nyokap -,,,,- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gue kunci dan berangkat, itu udah sekitar jam 8.25 kan berarti 5 menit lagi -_- mampus aja hah. Jam 8.40 tuh gue baru sampe McD Lodaya, masih satu kali naik angkot lagi sampe Hero. Herannya, ga ada yang sms gue. Pada jam karet semua deh ya hahaha pas nyampe tol baru deh Assa sms. Nah terus setelah ngumpul kita beli Milo dulu. Oji ngajak makan sih hahaha abis gitu langsung ke Smanti :) yaAllah bangunannya lebih bagus dari sekolahkuuuuuuuu huahaha semoga gue diterima deh ya ya ya AMIN :) ini fotonya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/ShfFJlGbiZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hjtO_iFam7c/s1600-h/DSC01668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/ShfFJlGbiZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hjtO_iFam7c/s200/DSC01668.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338952651639589266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kan ngantri, nmr gue 186 gila kan. Abis dapet kartu duduk duduk lama gitu trs jalan ke Lia, makan, gue les yang lain pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesi pertama sepi bgt deh, si Aldo ga masuk. Yohanes ama Ressa juga ga ada, garing dah u.u sesi pertama kan belajar gitu aja, jadi kita belajar tentang anorexia dan bulimia. Kan ada cerita, tentang cewek namanya Melissa DeHart. Dia itu reporter TV pemula yang terobsesi jadi cantik dan kurus kaya bintang Hollywood. Dia mulai diet waktu umurnya 17. Dulu dia 67 kilo gt, setelah diet jadi 29kg. Tapi dietnya ga sehat, kalo udah makan dimuntahin lagi ngerti kan ya? Sampe akhrinya rambutnya rontok, osteoporosis, giginya jadi abu-abu, matanya suram, gitu2 deh kasian ya? Ortunya sampe ngabisin 1 Milyar untung pengobatan dia &amp; ga pernah berhasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya dia masuk TV gitu dan biaya pengobatannya gratis kalo g salah. Yaaa pokoknya gitu deh ya haha &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*geje*&lt;/span&gt; sesi kedua udah pada dateng. Terus kan main bingo. Peraturannya : The last three of the losers will get punisment. The punishment is sing in front of the class. Anjrit gue udah serem aja kan. Jadi gue tuh udah punya banyak garis garis tapi untuk jadi Bingo yg belum kecoret tinggal DAMAGE. Trus si Aldo yg di sebelah gue bilang, "one more" gue nyautin aja, "me too". Ga lama dia bilang, BINGO! Syiiiit dan gue udah panas dingin gitu deh (engga deh, lebay aja) hahaha Terus beneran terjadi deh, gue kalah. Disuruh nyanyi deh hih kata Mr Asraf "Be sportive like the way you are" Sportif sih sportif, masalahnya beda, ini nyanyi -_- Trs gue disuruh nyanyi lagu Balonku dalam bahasa Inggris. Katanya "Don't think, just sing" Yaudah kan gue beneran ga mikir tuh, jadi gini lagunya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have five balloons&lt;br /&gt;There are very colorful&lt;br /&gt;Red Yellow aaaaaaand gray&lt;br /&gt;Light green and blue&lt;br /&gt;The green balloons is Boom!&lt;br /&gt;My heart becomes so sad&lt;br /&gt;My balloons is just four&lt;br /&gt;I grab it tightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy? Silly? Of course. I didn't think ;P gue emang ngerasa itu konyol bgt -_- tapi 3 losers yg lain juga sama, Ikhsan nyanyiin lagu cicak cicak di dinding huehehe kalo ga salah liriknya gini deh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizard lizard on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Silent silently walking (dia ga tau b.inggnya merayap)&lt;br /&gt;Arrived a mosquito&lt;br /&gt;Hap, and then it's caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah kan ya, bagusan gue dah hahaha terus kan gue duduk, si Aldo bilang, "Lagi ga hoki ya?" bangke. Abis gitu yaaaa belajar lagi. Trs kan mister-nya keluar, jadi gue Aldo Aldi Yohannes Dinda ledek2an. Puas bgt deh itu ketawa (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr Asraf's joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah hari ini kan biasa Mr Asraf ngelucu, hari ini ceritanya gibi, (ceritanya ini Mr Asraf yang ngomong yaaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that Kabayan can speak English fluently? (nobody made sounds) I'll tell you a story then. One day Kabayan went to America, he was at a park that fulled of stores. And he went to a shop that has "OPEN" written on its door. Kabayan thought it means Oven, for baking cake. And an expatriate come into that shop. He pulled the door and got in. Then Kabayan said "Hey Mister, keluaaaaar!" But no one got outta that shop. He waited. After that a man with very black complexion got out. Kabayan believed that man was the expatriate. So, he said "Lu ga percaya sama gue sih". After that Kabayan went to the beach and he made a tourist fell down. Then he said, "I'm sorry". The tourist, "I'm sorry too". Kabayan, "I'm sorry three"&lt;br /&gt;All students, : What for? I'm sorry five, Are you sick? I'm sorry seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus Mr. Asraf bilang, "Oh you all already knew that joke. You know that from Mr Hanapi, don't you? I learned from him too" Huahahaha Mr. HanaPi, Oji's teacher ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8348961509928759378?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8348961509928759378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8348961509928759378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8348961509928759378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8348961509928759378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/05/smanti-bingo.html' title='Smanti, Bingo, &amp; Mr. Asraf&apos;s joke'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/ShfFJlGbiZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hjtO_iFam7c/s72-c/DSC01668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8123485005496869473</id><published>2009-05-23T05:16:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:06:20.998+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><title type='text'>Hundred truths of me</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Salsabila on facebook but I'm too lazy to sign in on facebook. And my mother have heard that facebook is forbidden. So, she told me not to open my facebook acount until the information has proven. And well, I'll post it here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-100 truths-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;001. Real name → Khairunnisa Putri Kanhida&lt;br /&gt;002. Like it? → Definitely yes&lt;br /&gt;003. Nickname(s)→ Puput&lt;br /&gt;004. Status → Pelajar&lt;br /&gt;005. Zodiac sign → Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;006. Male or female → Female&lt;br /&gt;007. Elementary→ SDN Papandayan 2&lt;br /&gt;008. Middle School → SMPN 2 Bogor&lt;br /&gt;009. High School → Not yet, but I wish I could enter SMA 3 Bogor :)&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair color → Hitam&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or short → Pendek menurut orang lain, lumayan menurut gue&lt;br /&gt;012. Eye color → Black&lt;br /&gt;013. Weight → 39 kg&lt;br /&gt;014. Height → 150 cm&lt;br /&gt;015. Righty or lefty → Righty&lt;br /&gt;016. Loud or Quiet → Loud&lt;br /&gt;017. Sweats or Jeans → Jeans&lt;br /&gt;018. Phone or Camera → Phone&lt;br /&gt;019. Health freak → HA-HA, don't ask&lt;br /&gt;020. Piercings?→ Nowhere, I don't have any. There're no on my ears&lt;br /&gt;021. Do you have a crush on someone? → Nope&lt;br /&gt;022. Eat or Drink → Drink&lt;br /&gt;023. Purse or Backpack → Purse&lt;br /&gt;024. Tattoos → Nope&lt;br /&gt;025. Do You Like Yourself? → Yes. Yes or no I try to love it.&lt;br /&gt;026. Current worry? → seleksi RSBI, NEM, UP, nilai ijazah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;027. Orange or Apple Juice? → Orange&lt;br /&gt;028. Night or Day? → Day&lt;br /&gt;029. Sun or Moon? → Sun&lt;br /&gt;030. TV or Internet? → Internet&lt;br /&gt;031. PlayStation or XBox? → PS&lt;br /&gt;032. Kiss or Hug? → Hug&lt;br /&gt;033. Iguana or Turtle? → Turtle. I have three on my pond (y)&lt;br /&gt;034. Spider or Bee? → Bee&lt;br /&gt;035. Fall or Spring? → Fall&lt;br /&gt;036. Limewire or iTunes? → iTunes&lt;br /&gt;037. Soccer or Baseball? → Soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS&lt;br /&gt;038. First surgery → not yet&lt;br /&gt;039. First piercing → Bayi, tapi skrg udah nutup krn gue ga prnah pake anting -_-&lt;br /&gt;040. First best friend → 4th grade&lt;br /&gt;041. First Sport? → Swim, anjrit gue les renang dari SD &lt;br /&gt;042. First award → juara lomba mewarnai tingkat TK &lt;br /&gt;043. First crush → 5th grade&lt;br /&gt;044. First pet → Kinda forget it :P&lt;br /&gt;045. First big vacation → Pantai Carita huahaha I don't remember it&lt;br /&gt;046. First big birthday → 1st birthday, very very amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY&lt;br /&gt;047. Eating → Shorr&lt;br /&gt;048. Drinking → Air putih&lt;br /&gt;049. I'm about to → Plurking&lt;br /&gt;050. Listening to → Your Guardian Angel - Red Jumpsuit&lt;br /&gt;051. Singing? → Same as above&lt;br /&gt;052. Typing? → this post&lt;br /&gt;053. Waiting for → 25th May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;054. Want kids? → Yes, 2&lt;br /&gt;055. When? → Haven't thought about that&lt;br /&gt;056. Want to get married? → Yes&lt;br /&gt;057. When? → Noot now, after I get my Master degree :P&lt;br /&gt;058. Where Do You Want To Live? → Somewhere abroad, but Indonesia is okay&lt;br /&gt;059. Careers in mind → Public relations, ambassador&lt;br /&gt;060. What Did You Want To Be When You Were Little? → Doctor&lt;br /&gt;061. Mellow Future Or Wild? → Neither. Somewhat between that.&lt;br /&gt;062. Something You Would Never Try? → Any bad things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH BOYS?&lt;br /&gt;063. Lips or eyes → Eyes&lt;br /&gt;064. Shorter or taller? → Taller&lt;br /&gt;065. Romantic or spontaneous → Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;066. Nice stomach or nice arms → Both&lt;br /&gt;067. Sensitive or loud → Between&lt;br /&gt;068. Hook-up or relationship → Relationship&lt;br /&gt;069. Trouble maker or hesitant → Neither&lt;br /&gt;070. Hugging or Kissing? → Neither again&lt;br /&gt;071. Tan Skinned or Light? → Tan and light okay&lt;br /&gt;072. Dark or Light Hair? → Dark&lt;br /&gt;073. Muscular or Normal? → Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;074. Lost glasses/contacts → I never wore those things&lt;br /&gt;075. Ran away from home → Not yet&lt;br /&gt;076. Held a gun/knife for self defense?→ No&lt;br /&gt;077. Killed somebody → No. Nauzubillah himinzalik.&lt;br /&gt;078. Broken someone's heart → Yes&lt;br /&gt;079. Been arrested → No&lt;br /&gt;080. Cried when someone died → Yes, my grandfather&lt;br /&gt;081. Kissed A Stranger? → Forget&lt;br /&gt;082. Climbed Up A Tree? → Yep&lt;br /&gt;083. Liked A Friend As More Than A Friend? → Nope, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN&lt;br /&gt;084. Yourself → Yes, but sometimes I lose my confidence&lt;br /&gt;085. Miracles → Yes&lt;br /&gt;086. Love at first sight → No&lt;br /&gt;087. Heaven → Yes&lt;br /&gt;088. Santa Claus → No. Maybe not the real one. And..., I never celebrate christmas&lt;br /&gt;089. Kiss on the first date → No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY&lt;br /&gt;090. Is there one person you want to be with right now → No&lt;br /&gt;091. Do You Like Someone? → No&lt;br /&gt;092. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life → Yes&lt;br /&gt;093. Do you believe in God → Absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS&lt;br /&gt;094. Recieved/Sent Text Message → Fadhilla Prasastya&lt;br /&gt;095. Received Call → Alkanssa Yuwellga&lt;br /&gt;096. Call Made? → Assa Kartika&lt;br /&gt;097. Comment On MySpace? → Don't have any MySpace&lt;br /&gt;098. Missed Call? → Rizka Fitriyani&lt;br /&gt;099. Person You Hung out With? → Assa &amp; Oji&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8123485005496869473?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8123485005496869473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8123485005496869473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8123485005496869473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8123485005496869473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/05/hundred-truths-of-me.html' title='Hundred truths of me'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-916440632808653957</id><published>2009-05-16T16:24:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:09:09.094+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Long time no write</title><content type='html'>Sebenernya ada banyaaaaaaaak banget cerita yang belum gue tulis. Tapi mungkin ya karena terlalu banyak cerita malah jadi ribet. Bukannya gue ga ada ide, tapi ga ada rasa buat nulis. Ntar malah jadi garing garing apa gitu deh (kaya yang dulu dulu ga garing aja) Gue baru selesai UAS, UP udah latihan2 gitu, olahraga prakteknya tinggal loncat indah sama senam, solat jenazah udah siap, biologi tinggal cangkok, terus KTK InsyaAllah deh =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kmrn aja gue tes lari di GOR terus pulangnya latihan Padusa di rumah Sofi. Latihannya malah jadi ketawa ketawaan gaje gitu, ngabisin Cuba lol Difan rakus sih hahaha terus pas pulang hujan, jadi becek. Udh gitu ga ada ojek. Haha ga lucu -_- terus latihan selesai jam 1.15 dan hari itu gue Lia. Mampus deh kan cekaceka mana rumah Sofi ke LIA itu jauh maaaaaan, gue naik 08biru sampe WarJam terus naik 09. Dan WarJam ke Lia tu sangat jauh, you knw? Ya ga sangat juga sih, tapi namanya gue takut telat (emg pasti telat) jadi kerasa jauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh banget. Oh lebay ya hahaha. Sebenernya gue males Lia sih abisnya waktu gue sms Aldo ngasih tau gue telat, dia tuh blsnya jutekkkkkk banget. Gue kira dia marah apa kenapa gitu, makanya gue males LIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata engga, hhhh gue kan udah ga enak gitu ya, nyesel deh udah panik Aldo marah -,- Malahan dia tengil banget tau deh, sama Aldi tuh sama sama tengil gue. Jadi formasi-nya Gue Dida VS Aldi Aldo. Sekalinya gue belain Aldo, Aldi ngadu ke Dinda gue pengkhianat. Sial lo ah. Udah gitu kan pas latihan interview gitu gue sama Aldo sama sama pake kata 'ability' terus gue sama Aldi bilang double B, Aldo Dinda ngotot double L. Taunya, ga ada yg double -____- bzzzt sok tau emang nih temen temen gue ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm terus tadi gue sama Assa Della Soraya kan bosen gitu ya, jam 8 udah pulang. Jadi kita sok sok bertualang gitu tapi yang ada malah kaya anak nyasar ckckckc pertamanya kan kita mau jalan ke sempur. Jiyeee sok kuat banget ya nih. Terus baru sampe RP si Della bilang di koran ada berita cewek2 ilang gitu, takut lah gue. Jadi kita nyebrang lagi ke arah sekolah -_- udah gitu Della nyetop 05. Kata Soraya, naik aja yuk. Yodah gue sama Assa naik juga. Pas di angkot semua nyesel kenapa ga naik 06 apa 13 gitu aja. Sampoe Bogor Baru si Della turun. Kita turun juga deh tadinya mau muter sampe ujung, tapi gue gatau arah sana. Trs si Della malah pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue Assa Soraya udah kea orang bingung di pinggir jalan Bogor baru. Akhirnya mereka memutuskan ke rumah gue. Gue aih ayo, jadi kita jalan gitu sampe McD. Jauh kan? Emang. Tadinya mau naik angkot bentar terus bayar seceng, tapi gue ga ada secengan udah lagi ga ada yg bisa nalangin gue. Jadi ga jadi deh daripada disuruh bayar 2rb, ogah gue. Udah gitu nyokap gue sms di rumah ga ada orang. Mampus kan gue disuruh balik ke rumah nenek gue. Yaudah tuh jadinya gue balik, Assa ke rumah Soraya. Tapi kita jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalannya tuh naik turun, udah gitu banyak batu jadi telapak kaki gue sakit. Sepatu gue kan tipis tipis gimana gitu bawahnya. Sampe McD si Soraya apa Assa gitu ngajak beli es krim. Yaudah jadinya kita ngadem dulu bermodal McFlurry goceng gope. Abis gitu ya pulang, gempor gue -_____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-916440632808653957?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/916440632808653957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=916440632808653957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/916440632808653957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/916440632808653957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-time-no-write.html' title='Long time no write'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-2036370484249635156</id><published>2009-05-05T13:48:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:09:30.302+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><title type='text'>Busy week</title><content type='html'>Minggu ini gue sibuk sama Ujian Praktek. Bangke emang nih. Setiap hari gue berunding sama temen-temen nentuin lagu yang mau dipake di UP seni budaya. Pertamanya Nuansa bening, terus ganti jadi Sempurna. Kmrn ganti lagi jadi semua tentang kita, tadi pagi lagunya RAN yg Selamat Pagi. Barusan aja pas pulang sekolah berubah lagi jadi Masih Ada-nya Ello. Pusing kan? Emang. Setiap kita udah netapin lagu, pasti jadi ga sreg gitu, kaya ada minus nyaaa -__- Udah gitu Difan suka ga ada pas kita mau latihan, Imam jarang masuk. Tentri jarang ikut ngumpul. Ferry setiap gue tanya "kalo ini gimana" jawabannya kalo ga Whatever ya Terserah. Padahal kan dia ketuanya u.u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus senam. Senam atau dance atau nari gitulah pelajaran Olahraga. Besok rencananya mau latihan tapi gatau kenapa deh gue kurang semangat. Belum miw lagunya mana durasi lagu minimal 7 menit lagi -_____-- gempor deh gue yang waktu 3 menit aja capek :( Udah gitu olahraga ada voli sama estafet sama renang. Estafet oke, Renang oke banget malah, Voli? Mampus. Ngambil nilai harian aja gue remed, apalagi UP deh emang ga pernah bakat gue -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agama kan salat jenazah sama wudhu. Wudhu gue udah lumayan deeeeh, salat jenazah aja nih masih kacau banget. Gimana deh ngapalinnya kan kalo ga salah doanya panjang gitu ckckc terus B. Sunda kan cuma sajak. Cuma? Gila maaaan, tampil di aula bareng anak" seangkatan baca sajak. Untung gue ga pemalu ya, malu-maluin yang ada. Sajaknya aja belum deal sama Kansa, maunya sih Kota Hujan. Ciee anak Bogor banget kan gue (y) Tapi gimana entar deh ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP Biologi gue udah kelar. KELAR. Jadi gue tinggal praktek fisika aja buat nilai praktek IPA. Gaul kn gue. Gue udah buat tape dari kmrn" soalnya jadi nilai bioteknologi gue udah masuk =) Well, masih banyak sih yang mau gue ceritain tapi gue ada les jam 3. So, byeeee and see you on my next post :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-2036370484249635156?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/2036370484249635156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=2036370484249635156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2036370484249635156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2036370484249635156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-week.html' title='Busy week'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3343477152022097351</id><published>2009-05-04T18:08:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:10:14.874+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>The Worlds of Chrestomanci</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sf7NQkxjiZI/AAAAAAAAAeE/vKkx6tIcp58/s1600-h/The+Worlds+of+Chrestomanci+The+Lives+of+Christopher+Chant+Christopher+Chant+-+Bocah+Bernyawa+Sembilan+(SC).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sf7NQkxjiZI/AAAAAAAAAeE/vKkx6tIcp58/s200/The+Worlds+of+Chrestomanci+The+Lives+of+Christopher+Chant+Christopher+Chant+-+Bocah+Bernyawa+Sembilan+(SC).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331924693486373266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, kayaknya sih ini buku lama. Di Wiki katanya terbit pertama sekitar tahun 1977 gitu tapi gue baru beli sekitar seminggu yang lalu. Di bukunya juga ditulis pertama kali dicetak April 2009. Gatau juga sih, mungkin baru di Indo kali yaaa =) Buku ini ada 5 seri dan gue punya yg kedua. Doang. Hm yg tentang Christopher gitu :D Tapi gue mau beli yang lainnya juga nanti nanti hehehe sekarang....., keuangan gue seret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi gini,&lt;br /&gt;Buku ini agak mirip sama Harry Potter. Malah dibelakangnya ditulis kalo JK Rowling terinspirasi buat nulis HarPot gara" buku ini n_n &lt;br /&gt;Chrestomanci (bacanya kress-to-man-si) itu......, pemimpin dunia sihir, yep semacam itu deh kira-kira.&lt;br /&gt;Nah chrestomanci itu harus enchanter bernyawa 9. Sembilan maaaaan :D&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ya, gue males nih nerangin arti enchanter, anggap aja penyhir hebat gitu deh hehe soalnya enchanter punya sihir-sihir khusus yang ga bisa digunakan setiap penyihir.&lt;br /&gt;Ngerti ga? Sihirnya spesial gitu deh. Ngerti kan? Ngerti aja deh -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya tentang Christopher Chant, dia itu anaknya Enchanter kuat &amp; penyihir hebat. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi keluarganya berantakan, bokap nyokapnya ga harmonis gitu kan.&lt;br /&gt;Christopher itu calon penerus Chrestomanci. Dia punya 9 nyawa.&lt;br /&gt;Masalahnya, Christopher itu nekat gitu jadi sering banget kehilangan nyawa. Di akhir cerita nyawanya tinggal 2 lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi nanti diceritain tentang gimana dia dimanfaatin sama Pamannya. Pas awal sih gue kira......, ah baca aja deh kalian ;P Terus ada pas dia berurusan sama Dewi Asheth terus ada juga waktu Christopher ditunjuk jadi Chrestomanci sementara karena nyawa Chrestomanci yg sekarang diilangin sama pamannya. Akhisnya happy ending sih tapi bagus karena masalah di cerita itu selesai semua, clear, ga gantung. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi......, buku ini ga se-sweet harry potter, ga ada cinta-cintaan gitunya, karena Christopher itu kan ceritanya masih kecil. Jadi bener-bener fantasi gitu deh (Y) Ceritanya juga simpel tapi menyeluruh. Kekurangannya, kurang mancing emosi. Ga ada yang bener-bener bikin gue kesel apa gimana gitu, ga kaya New Moon yang bikin gue sukses benci sama Jacob -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, menurut gue sih lumayan seru hehe yang suka Harry Potter baca aja deh ya :D Lumayan loh buat istirahat pikiran, apalagi buat yang habis UAN, refreshing gitu soalnya bukunya kan fantasi dan sama sekali ga real hihi n_n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-3343477152022097351?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3343477152022097351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3343477152022097351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3343477152022097351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3343477152022097351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/05/worlds-of-chrestomanci.html' title='The Worlds of Chrestomanci'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sf7NQkxjiZI/AAAAAAAAAeE/vKkx6tIcp58/s72-c/The+Worlds+of+Chrestomanci+The+Lives+of+Christopher+Chant+Christopher+Chant+-+Bocah+Bernyawa+Sembilan+(SC).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3194944094623735266</id><published>2009-05-02T08:32:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:10:24.709+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Saturday morning</title><content type='html'>Finally............, gue bisa online seharian lagi heeeeem setelah deg-degan karena Ujian Nasional kemaren doain aja hasilnya memuaskan yaaaaaaaa NEM nya cukup buat masuk SMA 5 amin =) Sekarang tinggal memperebutkan batik Smanti dan......., well Ujian praktek. Whatever dan gue bukan mau bahas ujian-ujian itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue baru bangun nih, digedor-gedor sama bokap itu juga ckckc udah ya skip aja males gue ngomongin yang ga penting gitu (emang yg daritadi penting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday gue Lia -as always, dan -as always juga, gue diajar Mr. Crispy -_- nasib emang nih kelas gue. Terus pertamanya kn kita belajar, masih listening interview tentang acara TV yg judulnya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What A Remarkable Job&lt;/span&gt;, same as last week. Minggu lalu yg dibahas itu 'Snake catcher' kalo kmrn 'tight-rope walker' tapi gue ga nyimak bener jadi pas jawab pertanyaan salah 1 u.u gara2 pas kalimat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It wasn't because I lost my concentration or anything like that but because we were late and didn't check everything twice like the way we do" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; yang itu gue dengernya was, jadi pas pertanyaan, "Why did Jack fall?" gue jawabnya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Because he wasn't focused&lt;/span&gt; padahal yg bener itu &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Because the rope wasn't safely fastened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my score because my careless -__- Oke ga penting ya itu mah hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis belajar gitu kan kita game, nama game-nya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How, When, Where&lt;/span&gt; Jadi gini, 1 murid disuruh nunggu diluar terus murid2 yg di dalem bikin satu kata. Example, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt;. Nah murid yg diluar itu disuruh masuk dan duduk di kursi di tengah kelas (udah disediain). Terus dia buat pertanyaan pake How, When, Where. Misal : How does it look like?. Terus jabannya : It is cute. Murid ini punya waktu 4 menit buat nanya sama murid2 yg lain, as many as possible. Stelah itu dia dikasih waktu 30 detik buat nebak katanya, got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pertama main Aldi, answer key nya Bob-squad member. Tau ga? Penjinak bom. Mampus aja lu Di dapet yg susah (evil smile) terus ga kejawab hahaha abis gitu Aldi nunjuk gue -__- jawabannya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;. Clues yg gue dapet "Handsome, everywhere, America, sky, like human, cool" &lt;br /&gt;ya gue coba tebak aja Superman, taunya bener (Y) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus sesi kedua kan periodic test, nilai gue.........., secret ;P tapi tertinggi lagi donggg di kelas hehe gue belum bilang ya gue dapet beasiswa? ah ga usah deh ya, ntar Aldo sirik hahaha lol semoga aja term ini bisa outstanding lagi deh Amin =) biar da yang makin sirik deeeeh astagfirullah terus writingnya tentang money gitu kn, gue ngambil yg The richest man gitu, nah 300 kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktunya mepet banget gitu lagi. Bangke. Karangan gue ga nyampe 300 u.u cuma 290 kata, tragis banget cuma kurang 10 doang -__- tapi gue udah bener-bener buntu abisnya disuruh cepet gitu ckckc bikin orang ga konsen aja kan emang. Lagian gue udah sampe final comment. Mau nambah apa lagi coba kan......, yaaa doain aja Mr. Asraf memaklumi yaaaa =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi Lia emang gitu, karangan ngebacot sampe berbusa. Sampe kalimat yang udah ada diatas ditulis dua kali saking matinya ide. Tapi anehnya, gue selalu lancar nulis kalo Written test, periodic aja gue kacau heeeeeem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-3194944094623735266?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3194944094623735266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3194944094623735266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3194944094623735266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3194944094623735266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-morning.html' title='Saturday morning'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5773674871505945055</id><published>2009-04-30T14:42:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:35:43.994+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><title type='text'>Ujian Nasional</title><content type='html'>Jadi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.Indo B.Ingg sama Mate Insyaallah bagus&lt;br /&gt;Masalahnya,&lt;br /&gt;IPA nah&lt;br /&gt;Mampus aja ya nilai IPA gue selalu pas-pasan gitu&lt;br /&gt;Ngga jelek-jelek banget juga sih&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kan tetep aja huaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi ujian nasional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soalnya susaaaaaaaaaaah u.u beneran deh dari semua pelajaran Ipa yg paling &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;engga banget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ragu sekitar 8 apa 9 soal gitu hhhh&lt;br /&gt;Padahal yang lain cuma dikit aja ragunya -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus tadi si Bila bilang,&lt;br /&gt;UJIAN NASIONAL MAU DIULANG&lt;br /&gt;What the .............&lt;br /&gt;Ga mau ah ga mau, ulang aja sana sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Gue males ngebuletinnya itu deeeeeh,&lt;br /&gt;Kalo disilang mah ayo-ayo aja :P &lt;br /&gt;Si Bila liat di Radar katanya&lt;br /&gt;Gue ga langganan Radar sih, langganannya Sindo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeem, skip skip.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah UAN gue semesteran&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu ujian praktek yg gue belum ada preparation sama sekali itu&lt;br /&gt;Terus........ tes Smanti.&lt;br /&gt;Nah,&lt;br /&gt;Ini yang paling bikin deg-degan&lt;br /&gt;Doain yaaaaaa kalian semua biar gue keterima di 3 &lt;br /&gt;Amin ya Allah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eya btw&lt;br /&gt;Akhir-akhir ini tontonan itu kalo ga Koalisi besar, Flu babi, ya Manohara&lt;br /&gt;Yang paling menarik sih menurut gue koalisi besar hem&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha ap deh sok ngerti aja gue&lt;br /&gt;Tapi daripada flu babi itu, babi-nya jelek -_-&lt;br /&gt;Manohara bosen liat ibunya hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5773674871505945055?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5773674871505945055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5773674871505945055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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inside</title><content type='html'>hhhh istigfar aja deh ya lagian gue tahan nafas ngadepin yg kaya gini, mendingan ga nafas daripada bikin gue nyolot. yang kaya gini nih yang justru bikin emosi tau ga, bikin orang ngerasa ga guna. lo pikir aja sendiri, apa orang bakal suka sama sikap lo kalo lo memperlakukan orang lain yang awalnya temen lo dengan 'habis manis sepah dibuang'? Lo pikir aja sendiri ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue, yang notabene temen lo yang meskipun bukan temen deket tapi bisa dibilang cukup akrab aja ngerasa kalo orang yang lo gituin pasti jadi sebel sama lo&lt;br /&gt;gini-gini juga gue lebih mikirin temen daripada eksis, tau ga?&lt;br /&gt;eksis juga percuma kalo lo ga punya temen, temen yang gue maksud itu bener-bener temen yaa bukan cuma temen palsu. kalo temen-temen lo sekarang itu emang bener-bener temen sejati buat lo, gue kasih two thumbs up. salut gue sama lo.&lt;br /&gt;bisa dapet temen segambreng tapi ninggalin temen-temen lamanya dan ga ngerasa bersalah sama sekali&lt;br /&gt;malah seneng karena bisa gaul sama anak-anak yang menurut lo EKSIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ga perlu eksis. ga perlu terkenal di seantero sekolah. biar aja banyak yang ga tau gue, gue ga peduli&lt;br /&gt;daripada kaya gitu........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...., bikin orang yang dulunya temen lo jadi enek, jadi pengen nendang kalo liat muka lo.&lt;br /&gt;bikin gue selalu pengen jawab MATI kalo ada yang nanyain lo&lt;br /&gt;asal lo tau aja ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;temen apaan yang gampang banget berubah gitu&lt;br /&gt;tiba-tiba ninggalin temennya gitu aja, seolah-olah sekarang jadi mantan temen&lt;br /&gt;ninggalin temen lamanya karena malu atau apa mungkin, malu karena gaulnya bukan sama anak eksis&lt;br /&gt;iya kan? HAH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lo jaga image??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA hari gini masih milih-milih temen? 2009? -__-'&lt;br /&gt;gue ga bilang kalo gue temen yang baik,&lt;br /&gt;maka dari itu gue sekalian minta maaf sama semua yang kenal sama gue kalo gue pernah atau malah sering bikin salah, sering ngomong yang engga-engga sama kalian, gue minta maaf ya semua =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, balik lagi sama lo. sekarang sih gue udah ga peduli lo mau anggep gue apa, syukur juga kalo lo masih nganggep gue temen. Alhamdulillah&lt;br /&gt;tapi kalo udah engga juga ga apa-apa, bodo amat gue ga mikirin&lt;br /&gt;gue emang ga seeksis lo tapi seenggaknya gue punya temen, punya kelas yang kompak, punya sahabat-sahabat yang baik yang bikin gue ga perlu jadi eksis kaya lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu aja, ga ada yang perlu tau siapa orang ini. tapi kalo nanti orang ini baca, gue harap dia nyadar. sekali lagi, orang yang gue maksud bukan orang-orang yg deket sama gue karena temen-temen gue ga ada yang kaya gini. gue emang ga kenal deket sama dia, tapi gue ga tahan aja nahan diri buat ngomentarin ini semua. singkatnya, gue cuma mau bantu lo buat dapet hidayah =,=&lt;br /&gt;anggap aja ini argumentative essay buatan gue. gue cuma mau nyampah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, gue minta doa dari lo-lo semua buat Ujian Nasional 2 hari lagi, semoga gue dikasih yang terbaik, digampangin ujiannya dan semua lancar terus SMPN 2 Bogor mudah-mudahan lulus 100%, dan bisa diterima di SMA pilihan. AMIN =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-2503708154976440366?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/2503708154976440366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=2503708154976440366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2503708154976440366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/2503708154976440366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/04/hhhh-istigfar-aja-deh-ya-lagian-gue.html' title='What I felt inside'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3978404177648642581</id><published>2009-04-22T17:50:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:35:36.095+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><title type='text'>It is five more days</title><content type='html'>Five guys, FIVEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! 0____0 Well, I'm not really that panic. Sure. Kira-kira 88% gue udah siap deh =) Mate, oke. B.Ingg, oke. Ipa, InsyaAllah. B.Indo........ mampus. Gue heran, gue orang Indonesia bukan sih? Jangan-jangan gue tuh anaknya bule yang ketuker gitu hmm makanya gue ga bisa Bhs Indo gini....., alah alah menyimpang. Back. Gue ga bisa bhs indonesia. Bukan ga bisa ngomong bhs Indo ya (ini lagi ngomong apa nah) tapi ga bisa ngerjain soal bahasa Indo. Mati aja kan -_- Try out terakhir aja nilai terendah gue B.I, which was 6,80 =,=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sekarang gue agak-agak flu deh @_@ gawat ya padahal UN tinggal bentar. Doain yaaaa supaya gue cepet sembuh biar nanti UNnya bisa konsen 100% =) Terus abis UN nanti, kadar stress gue bakal meningkat berhubung gue belum ada persiapan apa-apa buat Ujian Praktek :-----( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Solat jenazah  ----- belum hafal&lt;br /&gt;2. Vocal group ----- ga tau mau lagu apa, Ferry juga ntar"an mulu zz&lt;br /&gt;3. Senam ---- gatau lagunya, belum ada gerakan, belum dipikirin sama sekali&lt;br /&gt;4. UP Fisika ---- kelompoknya mampus grrr semoga aja 21-25&lt;br /&gt;5. TIK ---- Done&lt;br /&gt;6. Biotekno tempe ---- gatau harus ngulang lagi apa engga, soalnya gue udah pernah bikin biotekno tapi tape -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhh males deh gue yg vocal group itu zzzzzzz seni budaya apa banget deh nyusahin orang. Mana ketua kelompok gue itu Ferrrrrrrrrrrry yang kalo mikir loading-nya lambat banget hahaha maaf ya Fer ya, gue cuma jujur :P Nah harusnya kan ketua kelompok yang pusing, masalahnya si Ferry ini santai-santai aja malahan gue sama Sofi yang ribet =_= UP yang lainnya yaa gue belum dapet jadwalnya gitu, freak -_- dulu sih gue santai-santai aja sama UP, setau gue UP itu Mei kan, UN itu April. Jadi jarakknya jauh. Taunya boro-boro -______- 11 Mei gue semesteran, abis gitu ujian praktek, terus tes RSBI Sman 3 hhh yg terakhir ini yang bikin gue dag-dig-dug gemeteraaaaaaaaaan, oh lebay ya hahahaha :3 tapi emang bener y knw u.u doain ya gue diterima di Smanti, amin amin amin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm udah dulu yaaa gue digusur nih adek gue mau main laptop zzz yang terpenting ddoain lagi yaaaaaaaa UN gue lancar dan diterima di Smanti :) haha minta doa mulu ya, biar deh nanti kalian dapet pahala =) byeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-3978404177648642581?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3978404177648642581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3978404177648642581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3978404177648642581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3978404177648642581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-five-more-days.html' title='It is five more days'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-4449411449924519900</id><published>2009-04-18T10:03:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:12:50.384+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Intermediate 4</title><content type='html'>Well, our teacher isn't Mr Victo anymore. He won't teach us for this term despite the fact that he has to teach for 2 terms. Our class' new teacher is Mr. Asraf. Pertamanya dia ngasih inisial gitu, M.A. gue bilang, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G : Muhammad Asraf?&lt;br /&gt;MA : Right. But how do you know?&lt;br /&gt;G : I just guess, Sir&lt;br /&gt;MA : Briliant, that was a lucky guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha lucky guess dari Hongkong orang gue udah liat jadwalnya di lantai 2 ;P And then he said that Asraf &lt;U&gt;Sin&lt;/U&gt;clair is his youngest brother and Asraf &lt;U&gt;Tan&lt;/U&gt;clair is his another brother. He's Asraf &lt;U&gt;Cos&lt;/U&gt;clair. He laughed while we didn't. Maksudnya itu jadi Sin-Cos-Tan, trigonometri. Tapi kita ga ngerti hahahaha such an adult joke, too high =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kn perkenalan gitu ya ngobrol dulu, dia bilang "Before we start this class, we have to make an agreement first" Hem perasaan gue langsung ga enak deh, dan terbukti. He continued, "In my class you have to use English 100%. If you speak any other language beside English, you must do the punishment. The punishment is pay five-hundred rupiah if you speak in one breath, got it?" HAHA ga lucu. Gue ga bisa ngobrol sama Dinda, ga bisa nyolot-nyolotan sm Aldo, ga bisa ngeledek si Rhesa. Terus yaa Mr Asraf nunjuk gue, as the treasurer, as his right-hand. Mampus. Gue aja udah kena denda gope gara-gara keceplosan -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yohanes harusnya bayar 2.500 gitu tapi dia ngutang hahaha baru ada guru kaya gini. Terus Mr Asraf expalined something in Indonesian. Kita sih diem aja, tapi Yohanes yg udah kena denda banyak protes, dia nyolot bilang "Speak bahasa!" Mr Asraf said, "It's an exception for the teacher" poor us -_- Terus kemaren tuh si Ikhsan kaya orang gila. Bener-bener kaya orang gila. Masa pas Rhesa lagi reading, kita semua diem ngedengerin Rhesa, si Kumis tau-tau ngakak sendiri, kenceng banget. Kita yang tadinya pada serius langsung bengong, kicep, liat-litan kali aja si Kumis kesurupan. Mr Asraf bingung. Baru nemu kali ya murid kaya begitu. Kita yang udah hampir setahun sekelas sama Ikhsan aja kaget. Orang ga ada yg ngelucu. Yohanes aja lagi diem, masa tau-tau Ikhsan ngaak gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini terjadi berkali-kali, pas speaking kn gue sekelompoknya sama Aldo &amp; Aldi. Kita lagi ngarang dialog gitu kn, spoke English of course. Suddenly he laughed out loud, without any funny thing. Yang sekelompok sama dia aja kaget. Terus juga waktu Mr Asraf lagi nerangin grammar dia ketawa, heran dah gue sampe Mr bilang, "Do you have Ikhsan's number? I'll tell his mother about his condition" Baru deh kita semua ngakak hahahaha terus kn Mr Asraf ngelucu gitu, dia nanya ke gue, Aldo, Ikhsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA : How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;G : 14&lt;br /&gt;MA : Aldo?&lt;br /&gt;A : I'm 14&lt;br /&gt;MA :and Ikhsan? You're thirty....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga lucu-lucu amat deh tapi ga segaring guru yang 2 minggu lalu juga hahaha tapi tetep ya, Mr Victo is much better. Bravo Mr. Novicto (Y) terus game. Namanya Explore four's clues. Jadi kaya Blue's clues gitu. Tau ga? Petunjuk Blue, masa ga tau. Jadi nebak-nebak Holywood films gitu pake 4 petunjuk. Gue se-team sama Yohanes &amp; Kak Ari. Baru pertama nih gue bareng mereka, biasanya kan Gue-Aldi-Aldo. Sekarang tem ditentuin gurunya -_- Film kelompok gue kan The fast and the furious. Petunjuknya : Car, thrilling, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sexy girl&lt;/span&gt;, Mexico. Pas Yohanes nulis sexy girl Mr Asraf udah protes aja ke gue, katanya "It must be a good film. If it;s not good film, I'll give you a minus" I said, "It's a good movie Mister, but Yohanes is making it a little bit funny, he wanna entertain the class" hahaha apa deh gue. Terus ketebak sama Ikhsan, ga seru ah. Ga jadi diminus dong hihihi n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maksud gue emang gitu, Yohanes mau ngelucu hahaha btw kmaren kn gue turun tangga bareng Bila. Gatau deh gue lupa kenapa kita teriak-teriak. Di lantai 2 kn ada Oji, jadi kita turunnya lari-lari sambil teriak gitu. Eh ada guru yg marahin, katanya "Just three people but just like at the market". Lebay lu Mister -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem udahan ah nulisnya hehe mau belajar nih hahahahaha serius, it's 9 more day before the D-day. National exam is aproaching. It is... something that can change everything. Lebay hahahaha tapi bener :) Terutama seleksi RSBI, semoga bisa diterima di SMANTI yaaaa amin. Byeeeeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-4449411449924519900?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/4449411449924519900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=4449411449924519900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4449411449924519900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4449411449924519900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/04/intermediate-4.html' title='Intermediate 4'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-985008642426139296</id><published>2009-04-13T17:15:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:12:59.311+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><title type='text'>Rolling Classes</title><content type='html'>Hehloch, gue baru beres ngisi formulir Smanti nih. Pegel banget gila lo, jari gue serasa copot. Oh lebay deh hehehe :D Tapi emang banyak banget, udah gitu kan pake Ljk, pegel deh gue nunduk melulu -_- Tapi ya masa formulir Smanti warna pink hahahaha gapapa deh, jarang-jarang juga ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaaaaaaay, hasil try out kota udah keluar dong, tapi belum dibagiin, dibagiinnya nanti langsung dilaporin ke orang tua. Dan itu........., besok. Ohmy. Udah gitu kn hasil try out kita itu dipake buat nentuin kelas baru. Jadi kelasnya diacak lagi, rolling, sial kan ya =_= Terus gue masuk IX-8. Iya 98. Pertama  liat gue mikirnya mampus aja, dapet kelas paling belakang. Taunyaaaaa, kata orang" sih 98 kelas unggulan pertama hihihi tapi gatau juga sih n_n sama aja deh mau unggulan apa engga. Soraya sm Della juga masuk 98, Oji sm Assa 97. Mereka sih pada antusias pindah kelas, gue enggaaaaaaaa -_- Mau 9C ajaaaaaaa :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma sampe UN sih kaya gini, gatau entarnya gimana. Balik lagi sama 9C aja kenapa deh u.u Mana gue misah sama anak" Concept lagi hih. Kanssa 95, Mita 96, Desi 97, Soffi 92, Fira 91, Bila 93. Ga ada yg bareng, sial emang deh. Tapi tapi...., gue bareng Elma donggggg (y) sama Gusti juga sih rrrrr jadi besok gue duduk sama Elma =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah dulu yaaa males nicc hehehe byebyeeeeeeeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-985008642426139296?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/985008642426139296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=985008642426139296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/985008642426139296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/985008642426139296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/04/rolling-classes.html' title='Rolling Classes'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1767832504542535779</id><published>2009-04-04T08:04:00.011+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:13:07.183+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Explore 4</title><content type='html'>Hello guys, my new class is funny -as always, and my teacher is still Mr. Novicto (y) But......, he didn't came to teach us yesterday -_- Pertama dateng sepi, cuma gue, Dinda, Ikhsan, Aldo. Dari pertama sampe udah ada guru, berantem mulu gue sm Aldo sm Ikhsan. Ngeledek mulu sih dia grrr tapi emang gue yg mulai sih =) apalagi masalah final score tuh, kan gue dapet 4.8 trus Aldo bilang gue pasti outsanding, gue bilang belum tentu lagi. Eh dia malah ngajakin taruhan goceng-goceng. Masa kalo gue dapet outstanding gue hrs bayar goceng ke Renaldo? Apa banget dah elu Do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kn gurunya lama dateng, jadi sambil nunggu kita cerita" gitu. Aldo cerita tentang oral-test kemaren, dia kesel sama gue abisnya bocoran OT yg gue kasih beda sama yg di uji-in ke dia. Mampus aja lu percaya sama gue hahaha. Dia ceritanya heboh banget gitu kn, dia belum cerita aja gue udah ketawa-ketawa hahahaha sampe dia bete sm gue abisnya gue ketawa mulu ;P Si Kumis lagi, bilang-bilang gue kurcaci hih muka tua lu dasar ye =,= ohya terus terus, masa kan gue lagi duduk di kursi barisan depan, di tengah-tengah lah. Trus si Aldo ngedorong kursi yg paling pinggir, gue kedorong juga MasyaAllah trus dia bilang "Eh kedorong juga ya ternyata" ngik gue tau itu sengaja Do :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus gurunya dateng, Mister" geje gitu deh hehehe gatau namanya. Trus dia bilang, "Your teacher's name is Mr. Novicto" Nah disini gue sm Aldo lola nih. Kn gue bilang "hah?" Aldo, "namanya Victo juga?" Gue, "sama dong?" Aldo, "iya kayaknya".......... Gue &amp; Aldo, "ih bukan gitu, gurunya tetep Mr Vic!" maklum deh kebanyakan ketawa =) trus katanya Mr Vic lagi ada urusan di LIA Jl. Baru, jadi ga bisa dateng. Yaaaaaaah. Guru penggantinya garing sumpah ya apa banget dah leluconnya bikin ngantuk. Masa kaya gini,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is a village-man came to the town and he met a tourist. He made a mistake and -I forgot what it was- and he said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Village-man (V): I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Tourist (T): I'm sorry &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: I'm sorry &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: You said sorry again? What &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;V: I'm sorry &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Are you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;V: I'm sorry &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teruuuuuuuuuuuuuus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What city that is never placed in centre? -Ujung Pandang"&lt;br /&gt;"What city that is always hiding? -Balik Papan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ada juga yg kea begini ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr : What city that just has two women in it?&lt;br /&gt;Students : Hmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;M : Just guess&lt;br /&gt;S : We don't know, what's exactly?&lt;br /&gt;M : Italia&lt;br /&gt;S : Why?&lt;br /&gt;M : hahahahahahaha *laughed out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita kira jawabannya lucu banget gitu, ternyata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M :It just has two girls, Ita and Lia&lt;br /&gt;S : .............. &lt;I&gt;krik krik&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinda : merem&lt;br /&gt;Aldo : nguap&lt;br /&gt;Rico : bengong&lt;br /&gt;Adnan : pura-pura ga denger&lt;br /&gt;Alpian : diem&lt;br /&gt;Ikhsan, Yohanes, Anto, Ganjar : KETAWA SETENGAH MAMPUS&lt;br /&gt;Gue...... : kicep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang ketawa paling juga si Ikhsan, Ganjar, sm Yohanes. Apalagi Yohanes tuh, girang banget deh dia ketawanya, gue juga bingung. Si Aldo mukanya udah kusuuuut banget, ngantuk tapi maksain ketawa, ketawanya hambar banget gitu jadinya kea apaan tau hahahaha Gue....., gue cuma senyum aja kalo si Mr itu ngeliat ke gue zzz tapi kalo Oji kayanya ketawa deh hahahaha tapi gatau juga sih. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus terakhir kn game, gue yg awalnya dapet poin paling banyak (sampe skor team A ga kekejar), akhir-akhirnya malahan ngobrol sama Aldo zz dia aja bodo amat keanya hahaha team B aja udah ngaco jawabannya. Terus kita malah main pelotot"an lol pas gue lagi mlototin Aldo gitu si Dinda udah jawab pertanyaan. Gue? Denger pertanyaannya aja engga hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm, can't wait for April 17, Mr Vic will teach us again! ;DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1767832504542535779?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1767832504542535779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1767832504542535779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1767832504542535779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1767832504542535779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/04/explore-4.html' title='Explore 4'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-765510461407299401</id><published>2009-04-02T12:34:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:13:49.558+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>April Mop, yesterday</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm hari ini kan belajar biasa yaa, akhirnya balik lagi sama kelas C yg biasa soalnya kmaren itu kn kita sibuk lomba, maulid, try out, ditambah mid test. Kangen deh gue sama Concept n_n pelajaran pertama B.I, Bu Ira ngasih tugas tentang tajuk gitu dah pokoknya malesin. But instead of ngerjain soal kita -Gue, Kansa, Gusti- malah asik-asikan ngobrol =) biasalah ledek-ledekan gitu hahaha terus pas mau ngerjain soal kn gue nanya-nanya tanggal gitu, trus Kansa bilang, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EH IYA KEMAREN KAN APRIL MOP!" &lt;br /&gt;Gue, "Emang iya"&lt;br /&gt;Kansa, "Kenapa kita ga ngejailin orang?"&lt;br /&gt;Gue, "Ahelah kenapa elu ga ngejailin gue?"&lt;br /&gt;Kansa, "Lupa"&lt;br /&gt;Gue, "Yaudah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percakapan yang garing abis itu berlanjut jadi ledek-ledekan ga penting buat ditulis. Anyway, jadi inget April Mop waktu kelas 8 deh =) jadi dulu itu Gue, Baba, Soraya, sm Della mau nipu si Oji. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skenarionya; kita bilang Assa bunuh diri minum Baygon (maaf ye Sa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oji dateng dari tangga, kita pura-pura panik*&lt;br /&gt;Gue : Oji Oji, ada yang gawat!&lt;br /&gt;Oji : Apaan?&lt;br /&gt;Della : Itu Ji....&lt;br /&gt;Soraya &amp; Baba : Assa Ji&lt;br /&gt;Oji : Kenapa? Assa kenapa!?&lt;br /&gt;G,D,S,B : *Semua diem, ga ada yang jawab*&lt;br /&gt;O : KENAPA SI ASSA!!?&lt;br /&gt;G,S : Assa.....&lt;br /&gt;S : ASSA MINUM BAYGON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba......, JRENG! ASSA DATENG HUAHUA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G,D,S,B : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;O : Itu Assa!&lt;br /&gt;G,D,S,B : HUAHAHAHA APRIL... HAHAHAHA MOP!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone : Hahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Assa : Hah?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone : Ngakak setengah gila&lt;br /&gt;A : IH APAAN SIH?!&lt;br /&gt;Kita : Makin ngakak :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya gue tau ini geje banget ya hahahaha tapi itu timingnya bener-bener pas, waktu kita bilang Assa minum baygon si Assa dateng =) Sial kan ya padahal gue udah setengah mampus nahan ketawa biar si Oji percaya n_n Udah ya mau belajar ah UN 25 hari lagi locc -__- Bye =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-765510461407299401?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/765510461407299401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=765510461407299401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/765510461407299401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/765510461407299401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-regular-9c-y.html' title='April Mop, yesterday'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8092407393942375753</id><published>2009-03-31T11:55:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:14:13.584+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><title type='text'>Mid test</title><content type='html'>Minggu ini gue lagi mid test -_- apa banget deh pake ada mid segala, ga usah kenapa. Udah gitu yg di mid itu pelajaran yg ga ada di UAN, udah gitu soalnya essay semua. Mati aja gue. Terus masa lembar jawabannya dari kertas burem gitu ohmygod apa segitunya ya sekolah gratis? Pokoknya kertas jawabannya jelek, kertas soalnya kecil banget, emang dah pelit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm banyak yg gue takutin tuh, pertama IPS. Takut banget dh gue ama ips, ga bisa sama sekali T_T pokoknya gue ga bisa ngafalin, tapi kalo ngafalin biologi suka =)) Nyatanya....., ips ga susah-susah amat, kejawab semua gitu yaa (y) yg kedua, B. Sunda. Mmm yg ini malah lebih ngeri lagi =,= gue kan belajar dari rangkuman gitu sama ngafalin hasil diskusi, gue kira soalnya sama kaya ulangan harian, taunya beda bangeeeeeeet. Makin mampus deh gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teruuuus yang ketiga itu...., Seni budaya. Soalnya ga susah-susah amat sih, gue kan selalu merhatiin Bu Nanan gitu ;D lagian cuma aransemen not sm sejarah musik gitu. Not angka lagi, bukan not balok (Y) yang keempat = Olahraga. Kacau banget gue, baru liat soal aja udah teler -___- jadinya asal-asalan gitu hih. Intinya, soal olahraga susah bangeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet. Lebay woy. Besok tinggal PLH sama TIK dongggggg. Tapi gue bingung nih sama PLH -,- kata Bu Dewi sih soalnya gampang, seputar Jawa Barat aja. Dia bilang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Soalnya gampang kok, yg ga usah mikir berat. Masa anak kelas 9 kaya kalian ga bisa jawab?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahelah ibuuu, saya sih kalo udah nyangkut kesenian mah mikir juga ga bakalan bisa zzzzzzz ohya try out kemaren udah selesai. Gue ga nyontek sama sekali dong, as usual (y) kenapa gue ga pernah nyontek? Bukannya sok pinter yaaa, tapi gue pengalaman tuh, nyontek sama orang terus malah nilai gue jelek. Trus yg bener justru jawaban gue sendiri. Demek gitu heh -_- makanya gue kapok nyontek :P tapi tapi, gue ngasih contekan ke orang tuh u.u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mate alhamdulillah bisa semua =) B.Ingg sama B.Indo bisa, fisika yang ngitung" bisa tapi yg teori rusak :( terus biologi lumayan tapi keanya banyak yang salah gitu deh -_- Hm semoga nilainya bagus ya amin :)) gue dapet soal yg 02. Ohya sekarang 01 sama 02 tuh beneran beda soal ya, gue kira cuma diacak-acak nomornya doang kaya taun lalu. Ih repot amat ya kalo beneran beda gitu ckckc. Tapi gapapa deh hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Jumat mulai Lia lagi donggggg 3 April hhngggg tapi cewenya cuma 2, gue sama Dinda hahaha soalnya Dhea postpone n_n tapi no prob deh, biasanya juga gue main sama Aldo, Aldi, Ressa, dkk -bukannya sama Dinda Dhea. Huaaaaaa makin dikit aja deh cewenya. Padahal yaa, waktu inter 1 cewenya pernah sampe 6 locc. Gue, Dinda, Dhea, Bina, Icha, &amp; Sheila. Sekarang jadi 2 yampun udah gitu cowoknya 12 u_u tapi enak loh, jurus &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LADIES FIRST&lt;/span&gt; andalan gue ampuh disini hihi =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah udah dulu deh ya ngelantur garing lagi -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8092407393942375753?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8092407393942375753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8092407393942375753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8092407393942375753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8092407393942375753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/03/mid-test.html' title='Mid test'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6525263632095487585</id><published>2009-03-29T19:58:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:45:26.474+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash'/><title type='text'>miss-hearing</title><content type='html'>Heyheeey gue habis potong rambut locc hihi n_n ohya tadi masa gue salah denger T.T mulai ketularan Oji deh ya grr jadi tadi kn gue lg nyantai" di ruang tv sambil dengerin lagu, tapi nyetel lagunya lewat speaker, gpk headset. Trus nyokap gue lg nntn sinetron di ruang belakang.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: sinetron sekarang mah gitu ya put&lt;br /&gt;Gue: hah emang kenapa gitu?&lt;br /&gt;M: dipanjang2in&lt;br /&gt;G: iya sih sama aja semuanya&lt;br /&gt;M: abisnya gitu sih&lt;br /&gt;G: gitu apaan?&lt;br /&gt;M: kalo udah mau udahan masih banyak yg nonton, makanya dipanjang2in, diada-adain tokoh baru&lt;br /&gt;G: hih padahal kn yg nonton juga pengen cpt udahan&lt;br /&gt;M: iya kn penasaran ya put&lt;br /&gt;G: ya sih, tapi kan makin lama bosen, sebel, ky sinetron itu tuh, bikin emosi!! (ga nyantai)&lt;br /&gt;M: kan diliat rating&lt;br /&gt;G: ini kependekan ga sih? *ga nyambung*&lt;br /&gt;M: apanya?&lt;br /&gt;G: rambut dong&lt;br /&gt;M: oh kirain kependekan &lt;U&gt;sinetron&lt;/U&gt;nya&lt;br /&gt;G: *kaget abis* HAH? KEPENDEKAN SEMETER!??&lt;br /&gt;M: hahahaha De, rambutnya Teteh kependekan semeter&lt;br /&gt;Ade gue: Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;G: 9%#_£!%T¿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tapi....., itu ga terlalu parah ko ya kan ya kaaaan, lagian kn gue lagi denger lagu terus ruang tv sm belakang kn lumayan jauh (membela diri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tadi juga nyokap gue salah denger tuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: &lt;I&gt;Give up give up, don't you say that I'll be better&lt;/I&gt; *lagi dengerin lagunya Colbie*&lt;br /&gt;M: itu lagu apa Put?&lt;br /&gt;G: The little things&lt;br /&gt;M: lagunya siapa?&lt;br /&gt;G: Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;M: oh, &lt;B&gt;Robin Keen&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: HAH!? Siapa?&lt;br /&gt;M: Robin Keen&lt;br /&gt;G: MasyaAllah hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please deeh, Colbie sm Robin kn jauh banget bedanya, lagian siapa juga tuh Robin Keen -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-6525263632095487585?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6525263632095487585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6525263632095487585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6525263632095487585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6525263632095487585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-hearing.html' title='miss-hearing'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-9143676312343797723</id><published>2009-03-26T15:06:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:45:51.830+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash'/><title type='text'>What-ev</title><content type='html'>Hari ini libur dongggggggg (Y) &lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue bisa online, speedy itu ternyata ga rusak. Hm yng error itu komputer gue, entah kabel atau apanya. Ini aja online di laptop nyokap, dapet maksa lagian n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besok itu try out Ipa sm B.I krik krik gue udah belajar biologi dong tadi......, tapi nanti mau belajar lagi sih. Abisnya gue ga bisa biologi sama sekali. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SAMA SEKALI.&lt;/span&gt; Suer. Lebay. Gue aja baru tau bedanya xilem sm floem barusan while orang" udah tau sejak kelas 8 -,- yaaaaa pokoknya Bio gue itu ancur"an banget deh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaaaay, forget that try out. Yesterday I went to Lia to fill the registration and took my score. Firstly, I went in and said to the receptionist that I would pay for next term's fee and....., got my report slip. The receptionist worked very slow. Grrrr I think she is a new employee because I've never seen her before. Some minutes later he gave me the payment slip and told me that there was a little mistake on my slip. I looked at the slip and grrrrr she said "It's okay" It's okay mukalu peyang! Masa iya nama gue jadi Putri Kanhida doang udah gitu tulisan nominal paymentnya hilang -__- terus gue minta ganti slip dong, eh dianya ga ngerti terus yg ada gue di oper" gitu, disuruh ke Mba yg ini, Mas yg itu, gitu"lah duh geje banget kaaaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip skip skip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several minutes passed and I got my new payment slip. But I still waited for my report slip. After had the slip the recepsionist had me took my books on the room under the ladder. It has a board and "TEXT BOOK" was being written there. So, this is a new service in Lia but I think it was so........ ribet. I got my books, payment slip, report slip, and I think all I need. I left Lia and met Mr. Wisnu on my way =) Long time no see my old teacheeeeeeeeeeer :D I just said HI and smiled to him for a second, then I went to my car. Report slipnya gue buka di mobil kn ya, deg degan dh itu bukanya haha dan nilainya............. TA-DAAA! Rahasia hahaha yang jelas lumayan bagus gitu deh hihi n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kn gue sms anak" Lia gituuuuuuuu, si Dinda belum ngambil, Aldi juga belum katanya ga sempet, terus si Aldo,...... bilangnya lupa, baru inget pas gue sms. Pinter kn ya dia mah -_- Terus kn dia nanya nilai gue berapa, tapi gk gue kasih tau, gue bilangnya "yg jelas nilai gue bagus deh Do hahaha" ha ha over-confidence deh gue ;) terus dia ngeledek gue pelit gitu"lah kata gue sih dia penasaran (G) gue bilang baru mau ngasih tau kalo dia udah ngambil nilai juga huehehe. Btw..., buku explore 4 bagus deeeeeeeh isinya lebih bervariasi udah gitu keliatannya lebih menarik. Terus juga ada class project yg drama" kaya gitu. Tau ga, pas gue liat itu yg ada di otak gue itu Mr. Vic, gue rasa bakal seru banget kalo diajar dia lagi. Lessons" itu bakal jauuuuuuuh lebih menarik kalo Mr. Vic yg ngajar. Semoga gurunya nanti seasyik dan segaul Mr. Victo yaaaa, kalo bisa yg lebih asyik. Hm Mr. Vic lagi juga gapapa deh, mau banget malah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhhh ohya, kelas gue isinya tinggal 12 orang, 2 cewe - 10 cowo. Gue harap sih ga ada murid baru soalnya udah asyik banget sm kelas yg ini hihi n_n ya semoga beneran ga ada murid baru deeeeeeeeeh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the next term and wish me luck for the try out tomorrow (y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-9143676312343797723?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/9143676312343797723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=9143676312343797723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/9143676312343797723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/9143676312343797723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-ev.html' title='What-ev'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5190828231661908395</id><published>2009-03-22T08:36:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:14:37.922+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>My  twin-buddies</title><content type='html'>I have two close friends, both of them have the opposite gender with me :D They come from different school. Yes we're friends in Lia. The first one is Aldo and the second one is Aldi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engga deh mereka ga kembar, tapi namanya kan kaya anak kembar. Aldo sama Aldi gitu, yakaaaaan? :D Pertamanya mah si Aldo pendiem gitu, sekaaaarang, berasa dosa deh ngatain dia pendiem -_- kerjaannya kn berkoar mulu ngeledekin gue. Hm gue mau cerita sedikit tentang mereka. Jadi kalo di kelas itu kn sebelah gue kosong, sebelahnya bangku kosong itu Aldo sm Aldi. Makanya gue jadi deket sama mereka =) Aldo sekolah di Budi Mulia dan Aldi di Regina Pacis. Biasanya yang dateng duluan itu Gue, terus Aldi, baru Aldo. Biasanya cuma seginian aja, sama Dinda sih. Soalnya anak-anak cowo lain kan pada Jumatan. Kalo Aldi sama Aldo non-islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldo itu nyebelin, nyolot, bawel, rese, tukang tipu, gitu deh pokoknya. Kerjaannya kalo ga main game ya ngeledekin orang. Iseng aja bisanya. Seneng banget dia ngebanding-bandingin tinggi gue sama Rico. Fyi, Rico itu anak SD -_- Banyak kan cerita gue di postingan lain tentang Aldo. Sialnya, gue sering dipasangin sama Aldo. Mr. Wisnu sama Mr. Victo malah sengaja masang-masangin gue sama Aldo grrrr. Waktu Inter 2 kn tes kecerdasan gitu, gue sama dia sama, Interpersonal intelligence. Mr Wisnu sengaja gitu nyocok-nyocokin gue sama Aldo, padahal yg Interpersonal bukan cuma kita berdua. Bahkan Mr. Adi yg cuma guru pengganti, nyuruh gue dialog sama Aldo. Pas lesson can this be love =,= Gue sering banget dialog sama dia, jadi anaknya Aldo pernah, jadi temennya sering, jadi cewenya juga udah. Kenyang banget gue. Hm yg jelas, Aldo itu partner adu mulut gue kalo di kelas :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus Aldi. Aldi ini rada..... ehem, tell-me. Maaf ya Di ya hahahaha terus kalo mau nanya biasanya "Mister, mister, eh ga jadi deh" atau "Put put, eh ga deh ga jadi" Gue sama Aldo udah apal banget deh sama omongan itu. Kebiasaan. Saking seringnya denger hahaha n_n Nih deh ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Example 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita lagi nyiapin presentasi tentang superstitions, judulnya "Going under the ladder will bring you bad luck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldi (Ai): Put put&lt;br /&gt;Gue : Yaaaa?&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Eh ga jadi deh&lt;br /&gt;G &amp; Aldo (Ao): Hem hem biasa ah&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Eh jadi deh&lt;br /&gt;G : Apa?&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Bhs inggrisnya ketumpahan cat apa?&lt;br /&gt;G : HAAAAAAH?&lt;br /&gt;Ao : Hhahahahahaahahaha&lt;br /&gt;G : Ini supperstition Aldi, please deh 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ini kan takhayul, yg agak mistis kenapa deh. Realistis amat lu Di -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Another example&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some minutes before the fck written test......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao : Di, bawa &lt;U&gt;kartu&lt;/U&gt; ga?&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Engga, kayaknya si Kanis bawa deh&lt;br /&gt;Ao : Hah?&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Tapi kn di sekolah ga boleh&lt;br /&gt;Ao : Hah hah?&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Emang lo mau main &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;remi apa cangkulan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal maksud Aldo itu student card, gue yg cuma dengerin aja ngerti hahahah :D&lt;br /&gt;Gue nahan ketawa setengah mampus, abisnya Aldi kn baik sama gue. Ga enak kalo gue ketawain sampe segitunya hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus aja kmaren kan Ikhsan mau duduk di antara gue sama Aldo, tapi gue nya ga mau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Emang kenapa Put?&lt;br /&gt;G : Ga apa-apa sih Di&lt;br /&gt;Ao : Dia kan ada kenangan buruk sama Ikhsan&lt;br /&gt;G : (melotot)&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Mantan ya?&lt;br /&gt;Ao : Iya iya&lt;br /&gt;Ai : OH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh kok malah OH sih gitu banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Emang bener Put?&lt;br /&gt;G : YA ENGGALAH, ALDO LO PERCAYA!&lt;br /&gt;Ai : Abis mukanya meyakinkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sialan, berbakat banget lo Do. Bakat nipu -_- &lt;br /&gt;Terus waktu kapan gitu kan gue lagi bosen, yaudah gue liatin si Rhesa. Niatnya bikin dia GR :D Terus Rhesa liat gue, eh dia melototin gue. Yaudah gue pelototin balik. Terus Aldi nyeplos, "Cielah, romantis amat" idihhhhhhhhh engga deh ya makasih Aldi u.u Yang asik itu main pelototan sm Aldo, matanya gede banget kaya mau keluar gitu hahaha gimana deh ya, ngakunya Chinese. Chinese kok belo, ga ada 'ngko 'ngko-nya hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kali gue deket sama Aldo itu, pas lagi istirahat Aldo &amp; Aldi lagi ngomongin somethin' yg jelas nama sekolah gue disebut". Terus gue dengerin kan, Aldi bilang "Tanya Puput aja" terus dia nanya ke gue, tentang...... I won't tell :P Ini pertama kali gue ngobrol sama dia diluar pelajaran loh hahaha Aldo kan nanya tentang orang gitu. Dia nyuruh gue nyari tau. Tuh kan, baru kenal aja udah nyuruh-nyuruh. Gue cuma bilang "Nanti ya kalo sempet" Ceilah sok sibuk amat ya gue hahahaha waktu itu gue manggil dia masih Renaldo. Yaa gue kn nyari tau gitu, terus kita mulai smsan, nah dari situ mulai deket deh hehehe N_N Kalo bagian nyontek juga pasti dia sama gue lol karena Aldi deket sama Aldo, gue jadi deket sama Aldi juga :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus, soal SMA. Aldo sama Aldi udah diterima di Regina Pacis. Gue cuma ngasih selamet ke Aldi hah hahaha iya deh Aldo juga =) Tapi si Aldo juga daftar di RSBI-SMANTI. Klo keterima di Smanti kyknya RP mau dicabut. So, gue ada kemungkinan satu sekolah sama Aldo ya hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5190828231661908395?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5190828231661908395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5190828231661908395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5190828231661908395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5190828231661908395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-twin-buddies.html' title='My  twin-buddies'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5339938070337574534</id><published>2009-03-22T08:07:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:15:10.296+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Voli, UNO, Oral test</title><content type='html'>Heeeey ya long time no post niicc how're youuuuuuuuu?......., I'm fine yeah thank you! -- apasih gue hih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speedy gue masih error nih ah benci akuuu! Kmrn kn gue nlv org speedy gitu, dia kn bantuin gue buat bnerin koneksinya blablabla gitu. Tapi itu ga guna bgt ya dia tuh ky ga ngertiiiii. Jadi kn speedy gue tadinya connected, trus dia nyuruh ganti DNS ama IPaddressnya, setelah diganti status internet gue jadi LIMITED OR NO CONNECTIVITY. Langsung males dah gue T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya hari Rabu kn remedial Voli, as usual, gue ga lulus lagi apa banget deh =,= Abis remed voli kn main skipping gue bisa dooong (y) tapi bsknya langsung sakit badan, sial kan ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw Jumat kmrn kan ga ada Bu yetti, jadi kita main UNO gt dikelas, kali ini yg kalah dibedakin. Permainan pertama kan gue yg menang. Org lain tuh kartunya pada jelek trus pada nyalahin yg ngocok, which was GUE. Diem deh lu pada kalah ya kalah aja -_- udah gitu kn tinggal 2 org yg main, Kansa sm Elma (yg lain udah pada menang), Kansa udah sok"an bgt ngasih +4 ke Elma, ga taunya Elma juga pny +4......, jadi Kansa kena +8 dong hahahaha pluus dibedakin (y) cantik bgt dah Kansa, gauuuul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second round, yg menang pertama itu Gusti -- feeling gue langsung ga enak gitu jadinya, apalagi dia nyumpahin gue kalah mulu -- ga lama gue menang dong hahaha nih ya Gus, doa jahat mah ga akan terkabul, apalagi kalo elo yg berdoa lol pas udah akhir" gt yg main tinggal Kansa, Yani, sm Cika. Bakat kalah bgt lo Kan :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata ternyata........, yg kalah Yani huehehe mukanya udah coreng coreng gitu udah gt dia mah pasrah aja pas dibedakin hm. Udah gt kan istirahat, kita bubar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang sekolah as usual gue Lia, test, oral test. Dan gue ga ada persiapan sm sekali :D sampe kelas niatnya mau belajar, eh udah ada Dinda, jadinya malah ngobrol -.,- beres ngobrol tadinya mau belajar, eh dateng si Aldi-Aldo-Ressa-Adnan, makin ga bisa belajar deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual lagi penguji oral gue telat, same as the last term. Sambil nunggu kn kita ngobrol" gitu, bneran deh gue puaaaaas bgt ketawa ngakak disana hahahaha udah gt gurunya dtg. Gue maunya giliran pertama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo di 303 pengen pertama sih gampang, tinggal blg LADIES FIRST ya. Maklum gt cewenya kalah jumlah. Kalo gue udah bw" ladies first gitu cowo" ky Aldo, Aldi, Adnan, Alvian, Rico gitu lsg pada ngalah. Sisanya....., kurang gentle kali ya huehe semacam si Kumis gitu ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oralnya gampang ternyata, cuma gt aja ga ada buat dialog n_n beres oral gue balik deeeh hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geje bgt ya ga penting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5339938070337574534?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5339938070337574534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5339938070337574534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5339938070337574534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5339938070337574534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/03/voli-uno-oral-test.html' title='Voli, UNO, Oral test'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7053357208812138222</id><published>2009-03-16T19:37:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:46:40.451+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash'/><title type='text'>Apa deh</title><content type='html'>Hello guuuuuys! Gue lagi mobile blogging nicc abisnya internet di rumah gue udah 3 hari error, kaga tau dh kenapa tuh Speedy. Jadi udah 2 hari dh gue numpang ngerjain tugas di rmh Tante Aci -_--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, gue lagi tiduran di sofa ruang tamu sambil ngabisin es krim mini Cornetto sambil dengerin I kissed a girl hem ga penting banget ah gue. Btw (again), gue lagi seneng"nya main UNO sama 9c locc hihi kita klo udah main kn nyampe jejeritan gitu, makanya jadi semakin seru (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh iya eh iya, tugas powerpoint agama deadlinenya kpn siiih? Ms pwr point di komputer gue kn error" gitu hih norak bgt emang deh. Jadinya gue ngerjain tugas Agama di laptop bokap deh huu nyapein T.T udah gitu laptop bokap gue kn sejenis netbook gitu, keciiil, ga enak kerja disitu, tapi kalo di laptop nyokap enak. Masalahnya,........laptop nyokap dipake mulu, jadi gue gbs minjem -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus balik lagi ke internet ya, Speedy gue digimanain dongggg? Mau manggil teknisi dari telkom males, org gue aja jarang di rumah gini. Sekalinya diem di rumah juga udah kaya pengangguran, palingan belajar. Kalo ga belajar ya main internet, paling blogging atau facebook-ing, atau nonton Alisa. Kalo ga Alisa ya Cinta Fitri =_= Tiap malem aja kerjaan gue kaln ga ada tugas cuma tiduran sambil otm sambil ngemil, paling jauh ngegosip ama nyokap atau engga ngeledekin adek gue. Eh menyimpang ya? Skip, anggap aja tadi curcol. Tapi kalo internetnya ga dibenerin kn sayang...... Ah udahlah itu mah gimana nanti aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemmmm, udah dulu yaaa maaf postingan ini ga jelas bgt. Well, gue tau biasanya juga ga jelas. Tapi yng ini beneran geje bangeeeet, very very geje! Oh, lebay ya? Iya kn iya kn?....bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-7053357208812138222?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7053357208812138222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7053357208812138222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7053357208812138222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7053357208812138222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/03/apa-deh.html' title='Apa deh'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-9008914796371928123</id><published>2009-03-13T16:49:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:15:31.616+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Written Test</title><content type='html'>Ya ya ya, melanjutkan posting minggu lalu, hari ini gue Written Test Lia. OH NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! OH-MY-GOD OH-MY....... Oke oke, itu mah lebay, suka menyimpang deh gue. Fokus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kn hari ini WT-nya sekalian Periodic Test 2, jadi sesi pertama PT, sesi kedua WT. Gimana ga mampus tuh gue. Dari hari Kamis gue udah belajar banget dh, takut nilai gue jelek. Pertama kn PT ya, tetep aja susah. Sbnernya ya gk susah, tapi menjebak. Kelihatannya emg gampang bgt, ternyata jawaban gue bnyak yg ngaco T.T PT gue cm bener 24 krik krik. Tapi segitu lumayan tau, Dinda cm betul 21, Aldo 22, Ressa 13, parah gitulah pokoknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kn WT, 70 soal pilihan ganda plus essay. Then, the written test 'seemed' easy but I still trapped. Pertanyaannya mencakup semua unit gitu, jadi semua materi bener" keluar hiiiiih gitu banget kan. Tapi tapi tapi, essay gampang deeeeeeh hihi gue ngambil topik yg "Becoming the top student" It was lotta easier than the multiple choices (y) Kn kita disuruh buat argumentative essay gitu ya 250 kata. Gampang aja sih kalo gue, kn gue pinter ngebacot. Karangan gitu doang sih........kecil. Hah apasih belagu deh gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi pokoknya susah deeeeeeeeeeh hih takut jelek zz apa banget deh Lia. Ah udah ah ga usah bahas test. Lulus juga udah Alhamdulillah kok. Tapi pasti lulus deh gue mah. FYI, Intermediate 3 kn gk ada failure system, jadi pasti semua lulus lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus klo tes gitu kn cuma sebentar, jam 3.30 pulang. Hujan. Supir gue udah berhenti. Well, gue yg minta berhentiin sih, males tau dijemput-jemput gituuuuu. Mana ngaret mulu, udah gitu Sabtu kmrn gue udah nunggu lama dari jam 6.20 sampe 6.45an dianya ga jemput, ahelah gondok bgt kn gue -__- Jadi sekarang, pulang sendiri deeeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu depan oral test, Selasa-Kamis-Sabtu-Selasa try out 5 PG, 25-26 (kalo jadi) ikut tes di Sman 4, 27-28 try out Bogor aaaaaaaaaah wish me luck yaaaa hihi n_n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-9008914796371928123?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/9008914796371928123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=9008914796371928123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/9008914796371928123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/9008914796371928123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/03/ya-ya-ya-melanjutkan-posting-minggu.html' title='Written Test'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5281710040053449403</id><published>2009-03-07T06:57:00.014+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:16:45.031+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Friday (lol)</title><content type='html'>Hem sudah seminggu aku tidak bercerita disini yaa ada yg tau kenapa? Oooooh aku bertanya-tanya dalam hati dan tak tahu apa sebabnya dan......okee, konsentrasi. Seminggu ini gue lagi banyak banget tugas &amp; ulangan. Makanya sekarang tuh capeeek banget huh ohya ohya, Jumat depan kan Lia udah written test haaaaaah males deh gue. Bukan males WT-nya, tapi males liburannya. Kan abis final test gitu ada term break sekitar 2 mingguan kalo ga salah. Tapi WT-nya juga males sih &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbG9P55Sc9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/I988Xw6Snzk/s1600-h/icon_mrgreen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbG9P55Sc9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/I988Xw6Snzk/s200/icon_mrgreen.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310233516583318482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus habis final test itu kan berarti naik level, naik level berarti ganti guru yekaaaaaaan! Hm males deh ya. Udah klop banget sama kelas yg sekarang. Makanya gue ga suka libur Lia u_u bakal kangen deh sama ruangan 303, suara ketawanya anak" cowo, curhatannya Dhea, suaranya Dinda yg toa, Aldo yg tengil setengah mampus sm gue, tampag imut(nyebelin)nya si Rhesa, Aldi yg sering bilang "gajadi deh", Anto yg suka ngegaring, Yhnns yg kalo ngomong belakangnya selalu pake 'Njing' atau 'Nyet', Si Kumis yg banyak bacot, Rico yg imyuut, Ganjar yg nyebelin, daaan Mr. Victo yg tengil dan gahol yg kalo ngomong asal ceplos tapi lucu &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbG-rVPqONI/AAAAAAAAAaU/h11zU9sOyLA/s1600-h/yahoo_bigsmile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbG-rVPqONI/AAAAAAAAAaU/h11zU9sOyLA/s200/yahoo_bigsmile.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310235087293003986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yg bikin kangen sebenernya sih suasana kelasnya. Suasananya tuh akraaaaab banget udah gitu pasti ada ketawa"nya sekalipun lagi belajar serius. Maybe yg kedengeran dari luar itu suara ketawanya anak" cowo yg kenceng banget dan sedikit suara anak" cewe yg cekikikan gitu hem karena emg cewe cuma ada 3 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbG_Z9UNcxI/AAAAAAAAAac/zWB2-oC7PaM/s1600-h/yahoo_tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbG_Z9UNcxI/AAAAAAAAAac/zWB2-oC7PaM/s200/yahoo_tongue.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310235888323490578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tapi disini cewe sama cowo itu kompak, akrab, seru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak cowonya tuh bisanya pada jail aja. Apalagi tuh yg tinggi tuh yg putih yg ngakunya Chinese tapi matanya belok, yg kata Dinda "kalo dia jadi cewe pasti cantik banget" well, I personally disagree. Jadi cowo aja udah ganteng gitu ah gimana sih Dinda. Tapi emg bneran ganteng loh, lucuuuuu &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbHAfLsrKsI/AAAAAAAAAak/IDrHlh0aFu8/s1600-h/icon_razz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbHAfLsrKsI/AAAAAAAAAak/IDrHlh0aFu8/s200/icon_razz.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310237077595171522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tapi dia ini jail banget loh curang, iseng, licik, banyak omong, sama kaya gue. Pokoknya tengil banget deh jago akting. Terus yg tengil juga ada tuh yg sipit, gendut, chinese, kaya Doraemon. Ehm, peace yo Res. Mukanya tuh sumpah tengil abeeeeezz ngeliatnya aja jadi kesel sendiri. Antara kesel liat mukanya dan pengen ketawa abis kalo udah tengil tampangnya jadi diimut"in gitu deh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus Jumat kmrn kita took scores gitu, presentasi tentang Superstition. Tau ga superstition apaan? Takhayul. Kata Mr. Vic sih presentasi gue bagus, soalnya ada yg nanya pas gue presentasi. Katanya itu berarti gue bisa menarik perhatian audience HAHA iyalah gue getohhhhhhhhh(najis). Terus kmrn juga kita latihan writing yg 4 patterns gitu, ada yg cause and effect, comparison and contrast, chronological event, and spatial pattern. Pas writing yg spatialpattern itu kita disuruh ke toilet(yg cewe ke toilet cewe, cowo ke toilet cowo) selama sepuluh detik. Jadi kita pada lari" gitu deh ke toilet. Asyik ya? Boro-boro deh. Terus buat karangan spatial tentang toilet -_- emang gajebo kan si Mr. Victo zzz Terus juga Mr. Vic ngasih sedikit bocoran WT locch ahihi baik ya guru gue. Ntar guru gue di Intermediate 4 se-asyik Mr. Vic ga yaaaa? Semoga deh &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbHGJd_-6GI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KtERJ-GqWR4/s1600-h/icon_wink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbHGJd_-6GI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KtERJ-GqWR4/s200/icon_wink.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310243301620639842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem udah dulu ya ceritanya, mau belajar buat try out nih, byeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5281710040053449403?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5281710040053449403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5281710040053449403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5281710040053449403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5281710040053449403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/03/favorite-friday.html' title='Friday (lol)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SbG9P55Sc9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/I988Xw6Snzk/s72-c/icon_mrgreen.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-168435609337029853</id><published>2009-02-28T19:05:00.017+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:17:18.422+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Full</title><content type='html'>Hello Guuuuuuuuys! Eh akhir" ini gue malah jadi keseringan posting deh hem tau kenapa? Gue juga ga tau deh, cuma pengen blogging aja emang kenapa? Gak boleh? Hah? Hah? Aduh apasih gue jadi ngawur gitu ckck skiiiiiiiip. Let's start from...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Wednesday!&lt;/B&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SanrdAOhVnI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JIlwfhzv4lI/s1600-h/yahoo_bigsmile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SanrdAOhVnI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JIlwfhzv4lI/s200/yahoo_bigsmile.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308032519342478962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue lagi sakit badan tau ga siiiiiiih pegel” semua nih gara-gara 2 hari berturut-turut ada tes olahraga T.T sial kan ya. Hari Rabu kemaren tes push up, sit up, lari-lompat, dan skotjam(Gue ga tau tulisannya gmn, apa scott jump? ah gak tau ah). Pokoknya itu capek banget. Dipanggilnya langsung 7 orang yaa secara aula kan gede gitu. Gaul ya sekolah gue punya aula. Eh bentar, emang ada sekolah yg ga punya aula? Alah lanjut. Terus giliran gue, beraksi deh gue. Cailah beraksi, sok bisa banget lo Put. Pas push up masih oke, sit up juga oke, lari lompat udah agak sesek tapi gue cepet banget tuh serasa dikejar setan, pas skotjam gue udah ga kuat lagi tau ga, kaki gue sakit banget serasa mau copot. Paling gue loncat" ga nyampe 2 centi (eh ga gitu" amat sih, lebay kali) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sanr0x17cQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/wbxPctYTLKw/s1600-h/icon_mrgreen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sanr0x17cQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/wbxPctYTLKw/s200/icon_mrgreen.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308032927798096130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas scottjump juga itungan gue udah rada ngaco. Udah pusing gue ah syaiton. Terus suara Doni kedengeran samar" gitu, "101, 102, 103, 104, 105, ...." Ah gila lo Don, gue aja baru nyampe 80an gitu. Alah gak penting. Pas Pak Darno niup peluit tanda selesai gue yg namanya lega tuh bener” legaaaaa banget. Tapi begitu “PRIIIIIIIT” Gue langsung ambruk di lantai aula sama anak” lainnya. Doni aja langsung jatoh. Percaya ga? Bukannya gue ngelebay”in apa gimana ya tapi emg gitu kenyataannya. Setelah itu gue cuma pasrah tiduran di pahanya Desi. Tapi lumayan loh tes itu gue dapet 94 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SanszV1RWQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/F6tH_ixRtLY/s1600-h/yahoo_tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SanszV1RWQI/AAAAAAAAAXA/F6tH_ixRtLY/s200/yahoo_tongue.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308034002610903298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ternyata.........malang tak dapat ditolak, derita tak kunjung reda, siksaan belum berhenti juga. Gue masih harus naik-turun tangga selama 45 detik. Just 45 seconds, I thought. But it was really-really-really worse than what I expected, you know? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SansEfPt5MI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wh-CZ9crdio/s1600-h/icon_evil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SansEfPt5MI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wh-CZ9crdio/s200/icon_evil.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308033197683893442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oke, perasaan biasa aja deh, ga selebay itu. Pokoknya lebih capek deh, dlm 45 detik gue dapet 59. Gatau salah ngitung apa gimana yaaa haha semoga aja bener deh ngitungnya, si Kansa aja dpt 66.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem Weird-nesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Thursday, February 26, '09&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi tes renang cobaaa, punggung” gue sampai sakit” semua gini udah gitu hidung kemasukkan air terus T.T dan gue Cuma dapet nilai 82, najis kan emang. Padahal tadinya gue ga niat nyebur, cuma dateng doang tapi ternyata di tes jadi gue nyebur deh. Tadi pagi aja kaki gue sakiiiiiit banget sampe pas turun tangga aja ga kuat hm sadis ya? Memang begitulah Smp 2. (Ga nyambung) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sanusw_WWsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Coqwi1EC81U/s1600-h/icon_rolleyes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sanusw_WWsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Coqwi1EC81U/s200/icon_rolleyes.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308036088665103042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang aja mata gue perih” gini, gatau sih kenapa ya mungkin gara-gara tadi renang ga pake kacamata renang kali ya. Tadi juga gue tes Fisika soal” latihan UN gitu errr gampang siiiih. Ohya ngomong” soal tes, masa seminggu ini gue ada ulangan terus! Senin; TIK &amp; Seni budaya, Selasa; Biologi, Rabu; Presentasi Bhs Sunda &amp; Olahraga, Kamis; Fisika, Jumat; presentasi Sejarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Fri, February 27, '09&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, presentasi gue batal ih sial kan emang padahal udah susah" gue nyari bahan presentasi, eh Ibu Yetti-kyu tersygg yg paling kucinta tidak masuk. Jadi yaa.....batal. Batal ya batal aja, bener" batal. Hari Rabu ulangan IPS. Presentasinya ga tau deh digimanain. Nambah-nambah kerjaan gue aja. Terus tadi Lia, kita game gitu, mainnya pasangan. Gue sm Dinda. The rules were ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita dikasih 10 soal tentang bacaan gitu, satu org nulis satu orang nyari jawaban. Gue kebagian nyari jawaban. Trs Mr. Victo bilang, "Jawabannya ada di balik dinding". So, kita" langsung pada melesat keluar (ahelah melesat, kaya larinya cepet aja). Jadi bacaannya itu ada dibalik dinding" kelas. Jadi gue rebutan sama anak" cowo buat liat bacaan itu. Udah gituuuuu, bacaannya itu susah banget deh sumpah gue ga nangkep, mana bacanya buru" gitu lagi ckck kalo udah dapet jawaban kita ke kelas, ngasih tau temen kita gitu. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sans_b0ljsI/AAAAAAAAAXI/2RLiFwEcrUE/s1600-h/icon_wink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Sans_b0ljsI/AAAAAAAAAXI/2RLiFwEcrUE/s200/icon_wink.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308034210377076418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, pas gue lagi baca tentang Lance Amstrong, ada si Aldo. Dia ngeliatin mata gue dan nyari what I was reading dan terus nutupin bacaan itu. Jadi bacaan tentang Lance Amstrong itu berubah jadi tangannya dia. Sementara dia masih baca yg diatasnya, yg tentang Livestrong bracelet. Pertamanya gue tarik" tuh tangan dia, tapi karena dia lebih kuat dan lebih tinggi dari gue yaaa gagal jadinya. Akhirnya gue pindah ke dinding yg lain sambil bilang "Nyebelin lo Do" dia cuma nyengir-nyengir aja. Sial lo, iseng aja bisanya. Abis itu tukeran, gue yg nulis si Dinda yg nyari jawaban. Pas gue lagi asik" nulis si Aldo nyamperin, langsung aja gue sewotin, "Nyontek lo Do" dia bilang, "Engga. Cuma nyamain" Sama aja bego. Terus gue sempet ngakak pas Aldi(partnernya Renaldo) bulak-balik sampe 3x buat ngasih jawaban ke Aldo dan setiap habis nyari jawaban dia langsung lupa. Ngerti ga? Ah gitu deh pokoknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus dari game itu, gue sama Dinda dapet 7. The highest looh the highest!!!!! Renaldo sm Aldi cuma dapet 5 kalo ga salah &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SantJ_vUiiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zAF2gbjwIZE/s1600-h/senang.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 42px; height: 25px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SantJ_vUiiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zAF2gbjwIZE/s200/senang.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308034391817357858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday, Feb 28, '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet that today will be an extra boring day and that's true. I don't knw what should I do and I have nothing to do. Sebenernya ada sih, tugas B.Indo tapi kan tugas kelompok, ogah amat gue ngerjain sendiri -_- Barusan juga gue baru selesai ngerjain tugas PLH. Sekarang bokap gue lagi pergi ke tukang foto copy, ngejilidin tugas gue ;) abisnya gue males pergi pagi", naik apa coba? Naik motor kan ga boleh sama Mama(aduh Mama, sok imut aja). Naik angkot, guenya males u.u Yaudah sekalian aja bokap juga mau pergi bentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's enough. And, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-168435609337029853?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/168435609337029853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=168435609337029853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/168435609337029853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/168435609337029853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/02/full.html' title='Full'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SanrdAOhVnI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JIlwfhzv4lI/s72-c/yahoo_bigsmile.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5906553990463822467</id><published>2009-02-25T16:47:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:49:09.483+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><title type='text'>Homewoooooork (n)</title><content type='html'>Hem lagi-lagi gue dapet PR dari &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dara&lt;/span&gt;, padahal PR dari Bu Yulian juga udah banyak ckckc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are :&lt;br /&gt;1. Buatlah daftar 10 hal dan kebiasaan (buruk) yang tidak disukai, namun apabila merasa terdapat lebih dari 10 hal/kebiasaan buruk yang tidak disukai maka silahkan ditulis semuanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sebutkan juga alasan mengapa anda tidak menyukai hal-hal/kebiasaan-kebiasaan tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Setelah selesai membuat daftar dan penjelasan seperti yang tertera pada poin 1 &amp; 2, silahkan men-tag 10 blogger lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebiasaan buruk siapa sih? Kebiasaan buruk gue aja deh yaaaa, daripada ngomongin orang lain hihi Here I go ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Procrastinator.&lt;/span&gt; Setiap disuruh apapun sama nyokap gue selalu jawab, “Ntar dulu Ma” sampai semua tugas itu numpuk dan gue jadi keteteran sendiri &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaotRYgBfRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uRVmhaW3HpA/s1600-h/icon_neutral.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaotRYgBfRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uRVmhaW3HpA/s200/icon_neutral.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308104887467343122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Over-ambitious.&lt;/span&gt; Kalo gue punya keinginan, gue bakal bener-bener usaha dan usahanya itu berlebihan banget, sampe maksain diri sendiri dan akhirnya malah jadi beban pikiran. Nyokap udah berkali-kali bilang supaya gue ga terlalu berambisi karena nyokap takut gue malah jadi stress sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Careless.&lt;/span&gt; Gue sangat amat sering menghilangkan dan merusakkan barang di rumah. A Very Bad Habit. Gue pernah ngerusak mainan adek gue, ngerusak pajangan lemari nyokap, ngilangin macem-macem. Sampe kalo ada barang ilang pasti gue duluan yang ditanya &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaotafdCfdI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6i-5GgdCwv0/s1600-h/yahoo_witsend.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 44px; height: 18px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaotafdCfdI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6i-5GgdCwv0/s200/yahoo_witsend.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308105043952696786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Impatient.&lt;/span&gt; Gue ga bisa disuruh nunggu lama-lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Moody.&lt;/span&gt; Gue bakal jadi jutek kalo PR yang udah gue kerjain capek2 dicontek. Tapi kalo mood gue lagi bagus sih no prob. Gue juga paling males ditanya-tanya kalo lagi bad mood. Well, temen sekelas gue korbanya, Gusti dan Kanssa. Terus gue juga males bgtbgtan dengerin guru ngomong kalo lagi bad mood &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaotodNKL1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/Ty-TG7sKXPs/s1600-h/yahoo_kiss.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaotodNKL1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/Ty-TG7sKXPs/s200/yahoo_kiss.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308105283867389778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sering ngatur-ngatur orang.&lt;/span&gt; Ini terjadi kalo gue jadi ketua kelompok. Nah, di 9C ini gue jadi ketua kelompok 3 biologi karena nilai tes gue termasuk paling tinggi (sama 7 orang lainnya yg juga jadi ketua). Kmrn pas ulangan lisan gue sempet marah2in Indra &amp; Bejo (Sorry boys!) karena waktu gue Tanya, “Udah ngafalin belum ?” mereka bilang BELUM. Oh sh*t bagus banget ya tau ga kenapa mereka kaya gitu? Mereka ngandelin gua. Bagus banget ya asal lo tau aja gue ga suka diandelin gitu karena gue juga ga sepinter yg lo kira. Gue juga pasti bikin kesalahan makanya gue takut diandelin. Then, gue terpaksa marah2in Indra sm Bejo &amp; nyekokin mereka istilah2 genetika. Well, gue kaya gitu juga supaya kita dapet yg terbaik (Y) Tapiiiii, gue juga bisa diatur ko &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saotwm4zIhI/AAAAAAAAAYA/cXa1jdCTQVo/s1600-h/icon_mrgreen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saotwm4zIhI/AAAAAAAAAYA/cXa1jdCTQVo/s200/icon_mrgreen.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308105423905301010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kind of A Gossip Girl.&lt;/span&gt; Gue sering ngomongin orang walaupun ...... gue tau itu dosa. Tapi gimana dong udah kebiasaan? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stubborn.&lt;/span&gt; Gue susah dikasih tau. Makanya gue seriiiiing banget adu argumen sama nyokap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Talk too much.&lt;/span&gt; Jangan bosen ya kalo deket-deket gue soalnya gue cerewet banget gituloccccch (G) Apalagi kalo udah kenal deket, bisa semakin menjadi-jadi deh gue &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saot7ino8xI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Mi5XBebrzZk/s1600-h/yahoo_tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saot7ino8xI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Mi5XBebrzZk/s200/yahoo_tongue.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308105611738149650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Laugh my head off&lt;/span&gt; Like a crazy girl. Mama sering bilang gue kaya orang kesetanan apalagi kalo udah ketawa-ketawa sendiri, disangka kesurupan gue. Tapi gue ga nganggap ini kebiasaan buruk karena tertawa itu menyehatkan kawan. Tapi ya sudah daripada engga ada lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm that's me! I think that's enough. Anybody want to add something? If you want, just add and write it down on my comment. I always open for critics and suggestion (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem, sekarang pr ini gue lempar ke,&lt;br /&gt;1. Assa&lt;br /&gt;2. Ima&lt;br /&gt;3. Salsabila&lt;br /&gt;4. Oji&lt;br /&gt;5. Cessa&lt;br /&gt;6. Gina&lt;br /&gt;7. Kak Mesi&lt;br /&gt;8. Dindabh&lt;br /&gt;9. You&lt;br /&gt;10. You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your homework Guys! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saouj1Jkq_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/jJ7fAOPkJ98/s1600-h/yahoo_bigsmile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saouj1Jkq_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/jJ7fAOPkJ98/s200/yahoo_bigsmile.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308106303907081202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5906553990463822467?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5906553990463822467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5906553990463822467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5906553990463822467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5906553990463822467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/02/homework-again.html' title='Homewoooooork (n)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaotRYgBfRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uRVmhaW3HpA/s72-c/icon_neutral.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7872754715683521484</id><published>2009-02-20T18:28:00.018+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:17:50.038+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Can this be love?</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm maybe you're thinkin that I'm going to write a romantic story or this is a song title. Heeeey, don't jump to conclusion! :D Well, sebenernya ini judul Lesson 6 ; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Can this be love?&lt;/span&gt; di Lia. Eh tapi sebelum cerita Can this be love gue cerita sekolah dulu aja yaa. Skrg ini gue lagi demen main surat"an sama Alkansa (cermet) kaya waktu SD gitu lah you know kan aciknya gimana gitcuu. Setiap lagi nulis gue bilang, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm typing message!&lt;/span&gt; setelah itu, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sending message&lt;/span&gt; dan kalo Kansa udah baca suratnya gue bilang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Message delivered (drrt drrrt)&lt;/span&gt;(maksudnya geter gitu ya) terus kalo dia udah bales gue bilang, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One new message&lt;/span&gt;. Anak" bilang kita kurang kerjaan loooh, dan nyatanya memang begitu :3 Surat" kita udah banyak, jadi entar rencananya kita bakal ngumpulin surat" itu dan mau dijilid biar inget terus ah to twit yaaa &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaovD7N-2vI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5BLF1IG5BIY/s1600-h/yahoo_kiss.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaovD7N-2vI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5BLF1IG5BIY/s200/yahoo_kiss.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308106855292001010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya tadi gue rebutan kertas soal sama si Gusti gentong. Jadi Gue-Oji VS Gusti. Kalo bagian lari sama nyelip" mah gesitan gue kemana-mana daripada si Gusti. Tapi kalo udah rebutan, kalah tenaga gue &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaovMmLcNeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/DRAB3qf0fjE/s1600-h/icon_mad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaovMmLcNeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/DRAB3qf0fjE/s200/icon_mad.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308107004263020002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jadi tadi tuh gue jatoh di depan 9A atau 9B atau entah 9 apa gue ga merhatiin. Telapak tangan gue langsung pink" gitu ih kaya babi kota yg lucu" itu warnanya zz tapi yg ini sama sekali tidak lucu seperti babi tau ga? Hm, beda maksudnya. Ngerti ngga? Engga ya? Sama. Gue juga bingung. Ganti topik deh ya males gue &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaovdQ71nBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/_GUUFinBlpY/s1600-h/yahoo_tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaovdQ71nBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/_GUUFinBlpY/s200/yahoo_tongue.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308107290618207250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut ke can this be love tadi yaaaa, emang deh level gue mah banyak aneh"nya -_- dulu pernah tentang perjodohan, early marriage, love poem, blablabla dan sekarang.....Love between bestfriends. Materi lesson sih gampang aja, cuma review stating opinion, show agreement/disagreement, and giving reasons. Tapi tapi.....tadi Mr Victo ga masuk pas sesi pertama. Bayangin dong yaaa, GA MASUK. Dan guru penggantinya itu sangat amat sangat tidak menyenangkan! (nyebelin -red). Dateng" aja dia udah marahin si Iyo zz well emang Iyo yg salah sih mainin CP di kelas u.u terus kan ada dialog gitu tentang cowe nembak cewe tapi ceweknya nolak. Dan tebak siapa yg jadi cewek &amp; cowoknya itu? Siapa coba......? Tebak dulu dong! Oke, cowoknya Renaldo dan ceweknya.......Gue &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaowGwGUYnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/C6WyihkAYm4/s1600-h/yahoo_ooooh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 18px; height: 18px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaowGwGUYnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/C6WyihkAYm4/s200/yahoo_ooooh.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308108003358302834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenapa gitu cobaaaa? Renaldo sih cocok" aja, dia kan emang paling kyut gitu ya di kelas (Aldo jangan GR). Tapi jujur tau dia itu emg kyut hmm ade kelas gue aja ada yg Pdkt sm Aldo. Tapi sygnya...Aldo dgn santainya bilang ke gue klo dia ga suka banget sm ade kelas gue itu ckckc pake bilang ade kelas gue itu 'cowok dikasih wig' aduh kasiaaaaan. Terus balik lagi, Nah gue? Masa gue yg paling cantik? HAHAHAHA Rusak kali tuh guru matanya. Hem terus abis gitu pas mau listening tape-nya ngaco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kan pertamanya dia nyetel" kaset itu, tapi yg kedengeran malah suara kresek" begitu. Udah gitu dia terus ngotak-ngatik tape lamaaaaaaaa banget gue sampe bosen ngeliatinnya. Terus dia kaya yg kebingungan gitu deh z terus Renaldo bilang, "Put, ini guru udik banget sih" Gue cuma bisa nahan ketawa. After that guru itu nyuruh Kelvin ke bawah buat nuker tape yg baru karena kata dia tape itu rusak. Udah gitu kita ngulang listening lagi dan kebodohan kembali terjadi. Jadi dia udah naro kaset dan nekan tombol play. Tapi suara yg keluar itu ga sesuai sama lesson yg kita pelajari. Terus dia bilang, "Nah ini dia!" Kita" kan udah pada siap mau dengerin, eh yg keluar malah suara begini "....I got the high score in Biology presentation because I practiced so hard before the test...." Kita cuma bisa bengong. Gue familiar sm dialog ini karena ternyata ini dialog yg ada di lesson 5 rrrrrrrr &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saovu1dqlHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nfEFUaID1Ps/s1600-h/icon_evil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saovu1dqlHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nfEFUaID1Ps/s200/icon_evil.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308107592481543282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa saat kemudian dia bilang "Ini dia" (lagi). Dan ternyata yg keluar malah dialog tentang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Staying Friends&lt;/span&gt; di lesson sebelumnya. Setelah itu dia cuma mencet" rewind-play-fast forward-play-rewind dan seterusnya. Disini gue udah mulai males deh zz gue ngelirik Renaldo dan gigit bibir supaya ga ketawa, dia cuma nyengir doang &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaowTwykNsI/AAAAAAAAAZA/jEmz84Uzu74/s1600-h/icon_mrgreen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaowTwykNsI/AAAAAAAAAZA/jEmz84Uzu74/s200/icon_mrgreen.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308108226882188994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terus si Mr ngeluarin kasetnya dan ngebalik side-nya. Oh pantes daritadi salah side makanya ga nyambung" Grrrrrr and then he said "Ini dia" again. Musik intro lessonnya udah keluar tuh, gue udah siap dengerin dan ternyata yg keluar malah.... "LESSON TEN, DO YOU BELIEVE THAT.." Yaampun Misteeeeeeer yang bener aja dong masa ngaconya berkali-kali gitu @_@ gue udah ga peduli deh itu mah zz udah gitu Renaldo manggil dan bilang "Dasar bego" IH IYA BANGET DO! (N) udah gitu dia ngaco lagi dan akhirnya baru bener zz setelah itu kita ngerjain workbook and.....finally he said, "IT'S TIME FOR BREAK!" yaaaaaaaaaaaa beban gue serasa hilang!!!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaoweKYF7CI/AAAAAAAAAZI/P-MWUb5L210/s1600-h/senang.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 42px; height: 25px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaoweKYF7CI/AAAAAAAAAZI/P-MWUb5L210/s200/senang.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308108405549165602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe di luar kelas kita pada bilang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ada orangnya ga?&lt;/span&gt; dan langsung ngomongin itu guru dengan emosi yg meluap-luap. Tapi emg nyebelin banget tau ih sama guru gue di sekolah aja galakan dia -,.- Abis istirahat gue ngobrol sebentar di tangga sama Bila dan tiba" Mr Victo dateng dari lantai 2 bawa buku Lia &amp; kertas absen. OHMY serasa menemukan cahaya di tengah kegelapan you know (lebay). Gue langsung teriak, "Mr Victoooooooooo! Tadi gurunya nyebelin ih galak banget" (Y) Abis istirahat bel, belajar lagi. Jadi kita nulis pendapat kita, topiknya dikasih, ada tentang triangle love, puppy love, relationship with bestfriend, secret feelings, and many more (gue males nyebutinnya). Jadi kita ngasih opini tentang pertanyaan" gitu tapi ga pake nama asli. Kita kan ngisinya gantian gitu yaa, ada pendapat" dari orang yg nama samarannya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lovely&lt;/span&gt;. Pendapat dia itu sinting" yaa ngaco semua deh! Examples ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What would you do if you like your bestfriend's lover?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely said &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I would tell my friend that I like his girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ada yg lebih ngaco ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"How if your bestfriend's lover have a secret feeling about you? What would you say?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely jawab, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I would say, "Break up my bestfriend!"&lt;/span&gt; See? Betrayer banget nih orang &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saow16WOuUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KeJonB0CLlM/s1600-h/icon_exclaim.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saow16WOuUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KeJonB0CLlM/s200/icon_exclaim.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308108813563246914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya banyak banget pendapat dia yg aneh" gini. Gue tau sih siapa orangnya, tapi kan ga boleh ngasih tau. Tapi Renaldo nanya, ya udah gue kasih tau dengan tamnahan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;jangan bilang siapa" yaa&lt;/span&gt;. Terus Aldi nanya ke Renaldo, eh dikasih tau -_- pengkhianat lo Do :( Jadi setiap gue nemu pendapat Lovely yg aneh" pasti gue langsung manggil Aldo dan nyela pendapatnya si Lovely. Setelah ngasih pendapat gini kita disirih buat dialog tentang statement yg ada, pilih salah satu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue kebagian dialog sama Renaldo karena ditentuin Mr Victo &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saow_eaiMqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/T59DPblm5wE/s1600-h/icon_rolleyes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saow_eaiMqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/T59DPblm5wE/s200/icon_rolleyes.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308108977863799458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pertama dapet statement yg aneh, gue ga ngerti, Aldo juga. Terus gue minta ganti topik, awalnya ga dikasih tapi setelah gue ngebujuk Mr Victo akhirnya dikasih :3 Abis buat dialog kan tampil ke depan, gue ga dapet" giliran tampil karena pada mau duluan. Jadi yg tampil pertama Dea-Dinda (oh karena mereka cewe dua2nya ya) Terus rebutan pada mau tampil zz Aldo bilang, "Gimana sih lo pada, masa ga mau ngalah sama cewe?" hem beruntung ya lo ada gue. Tapi ga semua ngalah juga, Aldi-Kelvin &amp; Rico-Vian sih ngalah, Ikhsan-Adnan ga mau ngalah. Tuh kan, ketauan mana yg gentle mana yg...... Pas gue tampil anak" pada ehem"an gitu najis. Gue sm Aldo jadi ketawa" aja pas di depan -_____- Sampe pulang gue masih di ehem"in gitu rrr terus gue bilang ke Ikhsan, "Masih ehem-eheman aja lo San?" eh yg jawab malah orang lain, dia bilang "Kalo ga ngerasa ya udah lah diem aja" HEH EMANGNYA GUE NGOMONG SAMA LO APA!? -,- Fyi, orang ini emg nyebelin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya untungnya ga ada si Ressa, kalo ada dia gue bisa dicengin sampe nangis &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaoxTGVPHhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MzVZs_ePm1o/s1600-h/icon_biggrin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaoxTGVPHhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MzVZs_ePm1o/s200/icon_biggrin.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308109314996510226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (kaya gue bisa nangis aja). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sekian ya cerita hari ini. Maaf banyakan ga pentingnya &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saoxax3d2TI/AAAAAAAAAZo/kXwA7yWzbB8/s1600-h/icon_mrgreen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/Saoxax3d2TI/AAAAAAAAAZo/kXwA7yWzbB8/s200/icon_mrgreen.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308109446941890866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-7872754715683521484?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7872754715683521484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7872754715683521484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7872754715683521484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7872754715683521484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-this-be-love.html' title='Can this be love?'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SaovD7N-2vI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5BLF1IG5BIY/s72-c/yahoo_kiss.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1831869409756881039</id><published>2009-02-07T12:20:00.014+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:20:34.005+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Annoying z</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm kmrn itu (Jumat) gue telat dateng ke Lia. Jam 13.15 gue masih di angkot depan Hero sama si Soraya, udah gitu macet -_- terus jam 13.25an baru sampe depan Lia, hujan deres. Padahal gue masuknya itu jam 13.00 Nah, hari ini rencananya Periodic test di sesI pertama. Gue udah panik ya sumpah takut ga keburu ikutan ckck jadi gue udah lari-lari dengan rok basah dan hampir kepeleset di tangga lantai 2. Terus sampe kelas gue ribet, seperti biasa zZZ udah gitu buku-buku gue jatoh dari tas raaaawwr. Terus yg lebih nyebelin, the test was delayed until the 2nd session. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Krik krik ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu kita nge-review materi yg udah-udah sambil nunggu session 2 udah gitu main game - Terus session 2. Soalnya susah-susah semua aduh aku mau nangis dech jadinya (alah). Ditengah-tengah tes ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A: temen gue, R: temen gue, P:gue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Put (bisik-bisik)&lt;br /&gt;P: Hm? (suara toa) Eh sorry kekencengan. Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;A: eh nomor 1 apasih?&lt;br /&gt;P: Ah nanya aja sama gue, ade deeeeeh&lt;br /&gt;R: Ah pelit lo, cepet tua deh entar&lt;br /&gt;P: Bodo amat (nada tengil)&lt;br /&gt;R: (sok-sok ngeledekin gue tapi malah ***** yg memalukan dirinya sendiri)&lt;br /&gt;P: (awalnya nahan ketawa dan ....) AHUAHUHAUHUAHUAHAHA banyak gaya sih lo Res! HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;A: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;P: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH aduh gue nangis nih&lt;br /&gt;R: (pasang tampangsok imut andalannya)&lt;br /&gt;A: (ngomong ke R) ketawanya dia kaya orang asma kesetanan ya&lt;br /&gt;R: HUAHAUAHAUHUAHUAHUAHAHAHAUAHAHA (ketawa setengah mampus)&lt;br /&gt;P: Grrrr&lt;br /&gt;R &amp; A: (masih ngakak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some minutes later ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Put, 29 apasih?&lt;br /&gt;P: Gatau&lt;br /&gt;R: Bohong tuh, pelit dia&lt;br /&gt;P: Heh, diem lo!&lt;br /&gt;R: (ngikutin ketawa gue)&lt;br /&gt;A: HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;P: Eh elo berdua tuh yg kesurupan&lt;br /&gt;A &amp; R: HUAHUAHUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;P: Do, Res, itu NYEBELIN tau gaaaa?!!&lt;br /&gt;A &amp; R: (ngakak semakin menjadi-jadi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis test kan main game gitu, kelompok gue yg tadinya memimpin jadi kalah sama kelompoknya si &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A &amp; R&lt;/span&gt;. Gimana ga jadi bulan-bulanan gue :( Mereka ngetawain gue setengah mampus gitu 0__0 Belagu ye padahal waktu session pertama gue ngebantuin si A waktu game zzzzzz Ohya ohyaaaa, A &amp; R itu cowok yaa nyebelinnya amit-amit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gini nih les di Lia, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;enaknya ;&lt;/span&gt; bisa ngetawain orang sepuasnya karena anak-anaknya ga sensi-an. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ga enaknya ;&lt;/span&gt; harus kuat mental buat jadi bahan ejekan anak-anak cowok. Fyi, dari 14 siswa di kelas gue, ceweknya cuma 3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cuma 3.&lt;/span&gt; Jadi 11 orang lainnya yaa, cowok-cowok tengil yg gatau malu. The most annoying yaa ; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A&amp;R&lt;/span&gt;(kaya merek baju deh). Si A itu cakep-cakep nyebelin. Dia senengnya ngerjain anak SD -_- dia juga bahagia banget kalo liat gue dicengin. Si R, dari mukanya aja udah keliatan banget nyebelinnya huu dia mah dari awal kenal juga emang udah nyebelin bgtbgtan rrrrrrr tapi gue juga suka tengil kok sama mereka ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem, udahan ya ceritanya, nyokap ngajakin pergi nicc byee ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1831869409756881039?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1831869409756881039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1831869409756881039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1831869409756881039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1831869409756881039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/02/annoying-z.html' title='Annoying z'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-3617326011400004795</id><published>2009-02-01T14:46:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:51:59.550+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><title type='text'>Butterfly</title><content type='html'>Well, there's a homework from Dinda. Here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Put your music on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If someone says "is this okay?" you say..&lt;br /&gt;Northern downpour - Panic at the disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would best describe your personality?&lt;br /&gt;Cat and mouse - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Awake - Secondhand serenade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Nine in the afternoon - Panic at the disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Little of your time - maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;The last song ever - Secondhand serenade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Lucky - Jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;Stay close don't go - Secondhand serenade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;What I've done - Linkin park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Perfect - Ten to five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Can't help falling in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;Misery Business - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Who will I be - Demi lovato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest - Linkin park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Here up on the attic - Pee wee gaskins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you think when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Menghujam jantungku - Tompi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Make it mine - Jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;A twist in my story - Secondhand serenade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's the worst thing that could happen?&lt;br /&gt;Good girl gone bad - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;So sick - Ne yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.What makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is the one thing you regret?&lt;br /&gt;Love like this - Sean kingston ft Natasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Will you ever get married?&lt;br /&gt;With you - Chris brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What scares you most?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I give it to ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Salsabila&lt;br /&gt;2. Assa&lt;br /&gt;3. Ima&lt;br /&gt;4. Cesa&lt;br /&gt;5. Gina&lt;br /&gt;6. Kak Mesi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget guys! (y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-3617326011400004795?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/3617326011400004795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=3617326011400004795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3617326011400004795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/3617326011400004795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/02/butterfly.html' title='Butterfly'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1413661558315670229</id><published>2009-01-28T11:19:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:20:56.844+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><title type='text'>Apa dng yaa ga tau ah</title><content type='html'>Hey bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm skrg hari apasih? Rabu ya? Oh iya Rabu. Hari ini pelajaran gue ga asik semua. IPS,, Olahraga &amp; .... Bahasa sunda. Jreng. Olahraganya yaa lumayan menghibur decch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi pelajaran pertama IPS. Gue tuh udah gemes banget pengen presentasi tntang Singapura tapi Bu Yeti kbnykn ngomong jadinya gue ga dapet giliran presentasi. Hnnggggg -_- Terus olahraganya cuma ngeliatin yg remed senam doang. Ga ngeliatin juga sih, selama olahraga gue ngobrol sama Mita, Sofi, Desi ;D Udah gitu kan bubar tapi belum waktunya istirahat jadi gue ganti seragam terus ke kelasnya Oji, kelas Oji juga free. Disana cuma ngobrol2 aja tapi akhirnya malah gue kejar-kejaran sama Oji, di 9E lagi zz Terus Assa nyamperin kita, udah gitu ke kantin. Di kantin ada kucing. Si Soraya sm Della sampe jejeritan gitu saking takutnya. Gue sama Assa stayed cool aja (padahal gue juga jijik). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus bel. Bu Wiwin ga ada, kelas lain juga ga ada guru kayaknya. Nah pas gue lagi asik-asikan ngobrol sm Kanssa di kelas ada Bu Nurul, nyuruh ngumpulin handphone. Panik lah kitee. Terus gue langsung matiin hp, kumpulin, absen. Untung cuma ngumpulin hp doang, kelas lain sampe digeledah tasnya. Terus gue ke kelasnya Soraya, ternyata hp semua murid disita. Kata si Suci hp dibalikin hari Senin udah gitu ortu yg ngambil. Ah mati aja lo skrg baru hari Rabu -_- Yaudah deh pasrah aja mau gimana2 juga gimana (hah?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gue sm Soraya duduk di tangga depan 9C sambil nonton latihan basket sambil deg-degan takut hp gue ada apa2nya. Pas lagi ngobrol2 gitu ada Bu Titih waaa kangen. (Bu Titih ; guru B.Indo gue dulu, udah pensiun). Pas kelas 8 kan gue bandel2 gitu ya ga pernah merhatiin dia. Jadi inget pas kelas 8 juga gue dicengin mulu sm Bu Titih :) Udah gitu bel balik, gue ke ruang guru, ruang BK, meja piket nyariin hp taunya hp diperiksa di ruang TU. Gue kira cuma kls 9 doang yg diperiksa, taunya semua. Terus si Riska keluar bawa hp anak2 9E. Oji Soraya ke kelas. Nah gue masih dag-dig-dug-serrr nungguin. Terus Elma bawa hp2nya 9C, gue ngabsen terus ngambil hp.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu duduk2 depan 9A sampe jam 1 gitu terus balik decch -__- Sampe rumah gue bengong gara2 semua PR udah dikerjain. Berasa hampa gue ga ada tugas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1413661558315670229?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1413661558315670229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1413661558315670229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1413661558315670229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1413661558315670229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/01/biology.html' title='Apa dng yaa ga tau ah'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-1086178441349128173</id><published>2009-01-18T17:29:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:21:08.432+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Embarrasing story</title><content type='html'>Haloo semua gue mau cerita tntang Jumat kmrn ya yaa. Jumat kmrn kan seperti biasa gue les lia, dari sklh gue brkt cepet2 krn jam 11.30 gue janjian di kantin sm Bila. Sampe lia gue buru2 ke kantin krn udah hampir jam 12, taunya Bila blm dateng, ah! Terus gue ke atas, eh udah ada Dindaa :D terus kita ngegosip bntar trs ke kantin, makan. Sekitar jam 12.30 Bila dateng. Iwrr makan tuh 11.30 haha dasar orang Indonesia :P trs kita cerita2, udah gt keatas lagi, di kelas udah ada Aldi sm Renaldo. Trs Mr Victo dateng, murid2 dateng. Kita belajar tntang direct - indirect speech by tellin about embarrasing momment. Gue kebingungan krn gue ga punya cerita yg memalukan. And tau ga anak2 cowo pada blg apa? Mereka bilang &lt;blockquote&gt;"IYA LAH GA ADA YG MEMALUKAN, LO KAN UDAH BIASA MALU2IN PUT"&lt;/blockquote&gt; banteng lo pada. Tapi emg bener sih ehehe jadi malu. Tapi sumpah gue ga punya pengalaman yg memalukan karena ... ya bener kata anak2 cowo, urat malu gue udah mati. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah gt selama gue ngarang embarrasing story geje itu gue digerecokin Aldi-Renaldo terus lagi haha nanya2 grammar gt ya gpp sih berarti kan mereka mengakui grammar gue great gitu ya (najis). Akhirnya cerita gue ga jelas bgt ih najis jayus tapi seenggaknya mr victo ngehargain and he said, "Gosh it's so embarrasing" yeeeah seenggaknya dia menghargai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah gt jam ke-2 took scores. Cuma 10 soal tntang indirect speech tapi lumayan susah dan gue bener semua haha ;D terus main game, spelling per grup. Najis deh kata2nya susah udah gt kadang team worknya ga kompak haaaah udah gt score tim gue sempet mentok di 1300 udah gt kan ga bisa curang. Ih ga gue bgt deh game ini terus gue udah panik ga jelas z but at least tim gue menang gituloch, skor 1600 haha udah gitu pulang deh, udahan hehe see you on my next story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-1086178441349128173?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/1086178441349128173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=1086178441349128173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1086178441349128173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/1086178441349128173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/01/embarrasing-story-uh.html' title='Embarrasing story'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5364937009534433022</id><published>2009-01-01T14:20:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:21:53.860+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>2008-- 2009 (y)</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayaa welcome 2009 :D gue mau ngereview 2008 dulu yaaa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Januari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New year, semester baru&lt;br /&gt;- Mulai deket sama Oji Assa Soraya Della Baba :D&lt;br /&gt;- Tempat duduk &amp; kelompok belajar baru, tetep aja gue sama Oji&lt;br /&gt;- Mulai les privat mate&lt;br /&gt;- Ulang tahun Della, shoot 'em up yo yoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Februari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Perpisahan Bu Titih, 15 Februari kita sekelas pada nangis&lt;br /&gt;- Ulang tahun mama :D&lt;br /&gt;- Temen temen gue semakin menyenangkan gituloch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Seru seru aja tapi ga terlalu spesial&lt;br /&gt;- Gue kedinginan di Ice World ancol -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ga banyak yg gue inget tentang bulan ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gue sering bolos les mate waaaa kucing&lt;br /&gt;- Oji's birthday (y)&lt;br /&gt;- Ulang tahun Adek gue, kita rayain di Taman Mini u.u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Juni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kenaikan kelas, nilai rapot gue melonjak jauh, jadi lebih bagus of course (y)&lt;br /&gt;- Ulang tahun Pampam &amp; Nazmi&lt;br /&gt;- Pembagian kelas, 9C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Juli&lt;/span&gt;- the best month ever&lt;br /&gt;- Liburan bareng keluarga besar&lt;br /&gt;- Ulang Tahun Soraya&lt;br /&gt;- Gue kepikiran kelas baru, takut ga asik&lt;br /&gt;- Tahun ajaran baru &amp; jelas 9C&lt;br /&gt;- 9C ga semengerikan yg gue takutkan :D&lt;br /&gt;- Kelas LIA gue baru, Intermediate 1 seruuuu banget&lt;br /&gt;- Ulang tahun Soraya :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Agustus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Peringatan 17an, lomba kelas&lt;br /&gt;- Gue bykn ngabisin waktu bareng temen2 sekelas, termasuk ngecat graffity bareng&lt;br /&gt;- Lagi seneng2nya LIA, asik kelasnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gue bener2 sayang sm 9C HAHA&lt;br /&gt;- Oh iya gue potong rambut dan hasilnya amat mengecewakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Oktober&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fasting month, hari2 gue di LIA bener2 sengsara&lt;br /&gt;- mulai pelajaran tambahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ulang tahun Assa&lt;br /&gt;- Kakek gue meninggal :'(&lt;br /&gt;- Mid semester&lt;br /&gt;- Gue mulai kena dilema, bingung antara Ini dan Itu :(&lt;br /&gt;- Try out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Desember&lt;/span&gt;- My Favorite! (y)&lt;br /&gt;- Hasil try out &amp; hasil promotion test gue memuaskan&lt;br /&gt;- Ulangan umum gue alhamdulillah&lt;br /&gt;- Dilema lagi ohmygosh! hal ini bikin gue takut study tour :(&lt;br /&gt;- Study tour; gue seneng yaa, ini study tour yg paling berkesan! dan apa yg gue takutin ga terjadi alhamdulillah&lt;br /&gt;- Ulang tahun ayah&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;B&gt;Ulang tahun gue&lt;/B&gt;, penuh doa dan .. tamparan (y)&lt;br /&gt;- Otmovie twilight &amp; madagascar yg mengesankan sm temen2 gue yg menyenangkan :D&lt;br /&gt;- Bagi rapot, gue rangking 5 :)&lt;br /&gt;- Tahun baruan yg cukup menyenangkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaah that's it! mungkin Juli yg terbaik tapi gue paling bahagia di Desember but overall I Love 2008! (L) I hope 2009 will better than the past (Y)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5364937009534433022?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5364937009534433022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5364937009534433022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5364937009534433022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5364937009534433022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-2009-y.html' title='2008-- 2009 (y)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-785638999131284454</id><published>2009-01-01T12:58:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:54:27.030+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><title type='text'>These are about me &amp; my school</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;Sebenernya udah lama gue dapet PR ini, tapi baru sempet ngerjain sekarang (sok sibuk). PR nya numpuk deh ada 2 hemm kerjain satu” deh. Yang pertama ini dari Kak Mesi yg tersayaaang,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="red"&gt;Six Random Things About Me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;1. Gue punya kelainan, kelainan selera humor -_- kalo orang bilang garing, gue ketawa. Kalo orang bilang lucu, gue bilang lucu banget, kalo orang bilang lucu banget, gue bilang garing zet mungkin ini efek dari kelebayan gue kali ye. Dan kalo udah ketawa ngakak gue susah berhentinya, sampe perut &amp; rahang sakit tetep aja gbs berhenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gue pendek &amp; kurus. Ga jarang juga gue ditanya “SD kelas berapa ?” ukuran seragam gue nomor 8, seukuran sama sepupu gue yg kelas 3 SD, percaya ga? Kalo udah gitu paling gue diketawain, kalian juga, silakan tertawa. HA-HA-HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Gue ga bisa dendam sama orang. Sekalipun gue marah, gue pura-pura biasa aja. Hh bukanya gimana-gimana, gue ga enak aja marah sama orang. Lagian gue takut jadi ga punya temen gituu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Gue suka banget banget bangetaaan mie rebus buatan bokap gue. Heemmmm beneran deh enaaak banget buatan ayah (y) apalagi kalo pake telor sama baso tuh, mie rebusnya numero uno. Kalo gue yang bikin mah biasa aja, boro-boro numero uno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gue udah khatam main di Botani Square. Setiap kamis sambil nunggu PG, gue main kesana sama si Assa :D terus kalo janjian nonton apa gitu juga pasti di XXI Botani. Strategis banget sih Boker tuh. Udah gitu bebas keluar masuk pake seragam. Tapi suka ada satpam rese di pintu samping, suka ga ngebolehin masuk. Gue sm Assa pernah disuruh nyanyi Indonesia Raya dulu baru boleh masuk zet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Gue addict banget sama hp. Ga bisaaaa lepas dari hp zz tiap hari hp gue di charge ckckc.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="red"&gt;Six Random Things I like&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;1. Ngumpul sama temen-temen &amp; keluarga&lt;br /&gt;2. Otmusic&lt;br /&gt;3. Distro &amp; Factory Outlet&lt;br /&gt;4. Kue sus &lt;br /&gt;5. Jalan-jalan ke luar kota&lt;br /&gt;6. Sweater&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="red"&gt;Six Random Things I don’t Like&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;1. Homework&lt;br /&gt;2. Bahasa Sunda&lt;br /&gt;3. Toko tas zz&lt;br /&gt;4. Kecoa&lt;br /&gt;5. Daster&lt;br /&gt;6. Film India&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="red"&gt;Six Quirky Things About Me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;1. Setiap libur bangun pagi jam 5, shalat subuh terus internetan sampe jam 8.&lt;br /&gt;2. Males beresin kamar. Tapi gue ga betah liat kamar berantakan. Dulu gue pernah mengklaim diri gue perfeksionis (preeet) tapi dulu yaa dulu, sekarang sih boro-boro.&lt;br /&gt;3. 2 minggu sekali beli baju baru. Hhh gue tau ini pemborosan, tapi gue seneng banget sama yg namanya baju baru. Minimal 2 minggu 1 baju deh.&lt;br /&gt;4. Setiap malem minum susu &amp; madu (ga penting)&lt;br /&gt;5. Gue suka nyanyi, dan gue ga sadar diri sama suara gue yg jauh dari pas-pasan ini kalo udah nyanyi.&lt;br /&gt;6. Gue selalu mengkhayal sebelum tidur. Maklum ya daya imajinasi gue kan tinggi.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="red"&gt;Six Things That Make Me Happy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;1. Baju baru, of course&lt;br /&gt;2. School&lt;br /&gt;3. Zahran&lt;br /&gt;4. Family &amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;5. money&lt;br /&gt;6. Sisir, kaca, sama face papper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuh udah dikerjain ya kaak hehe ga tau pusing mau nulis apaan lagi. Heem PR itu gue lempar ke ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ima&lt;br /&gt;2. Cesa&lt;br /&gt;3. Gina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu aja deeh. Daaaaan PR yg kedua ini dari onta arab gue, yaitu &lt;a href="http://moyjoy.blogspot.com"&gt;Ima&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Nama sekolah kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Smpn 2 Bogor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Nama ketua kelas kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Muhammad Doni Ramadhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Jabatan kamu di kelas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dulu sih humas, sekarang anggota  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Guru yang paling killer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bu Ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Nama kepsek kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bu Benben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Nama wakepsek kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pak Tatang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Pernah jadi ketua kelas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pernah dooong, waktu kelas 5 SD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Pelajaran yang paling ga suka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- IPS &amp; Bhs Sunda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Kegiatan rutin kamu di kelas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- belajar, ngobrol, foto-foto, ketawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. Pernah diskors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- idih engga dooong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;11. Sering dihukum?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- engga juga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;12. Sering buat PR di sekolah?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sekarang sih jarang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;13. Tempat duduk diatur ga?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- engga, ngapain juga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;14. Nomor absen kamu?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 22 dooong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;15. Kamu jurusan IPA/IPS/Bahasa?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hem masih smp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;16. Suka bolos ga?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ga pernah dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;17. sering rame?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gitudeeeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;18. Ada ade kelas yang rese?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ada kayanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;19. Kalo kakak kelas?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ga punya kakak kelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;20. Boleh bawa hp ke sekolah?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- boleh tapi resiko ditanggung sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;21. Pernah berantem di sekolah?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- engga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;22. Pelajaran yang paling kamu suka?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- matematika dong., pelajaran Pak Septian kan paling oke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;23. Tempat favorite di sekolah?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- lantai 9B, koridor kelas 9, pojokan 9C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;24. Ada kantin ga?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- masa ga ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;25. Suka langgar peraturan ga?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- engga deh kayanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;26. Baju suka dikeluarin?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- kadang :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;27. Suka nyontek?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nyontek PR suka, kalo ulangan ga pernah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;28. Nama panggilan di sekolah?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Puput, pupuch, khairun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;29. Pesen buat angkatan di bawah kamu?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hem apa dong yaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;30. Tag?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cessa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah gue kerjain semuanya tuh yaaaw, Ces kerjain PR lo yaa! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-785638999131284454?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/785638999131284454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=785638999131284454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/785638999131284454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/785638999131284454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2009/01/these-are-about-me-my-school.html' title='These are about me &amp; my school'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-995195501134069456</id><published>2008-12-30T12:48:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:22:19.895+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fam'/><title type='text'>Vacation (Y)</title><content type='html'>That was a nice trip *thumbs up*. Kita berangkat berempat, gue, adhi, ayah, &amp; mama. Dari Bogor hari Sabtu jam 5.30 pagi. Berangkat lewat puncak, kata ayah sih biar ga macet hmm nyatanya, baru sampe gerbang tol ciawi aja udah macet u.u terus kan jalan puncak berkelok-kelok gitu yaaa hm adek gue udah pusing pengen muntah gitu ckckc norak ye adek gue! Jadi kita berhenti di daerah Cianjur, daripada adek gue keburu muntah beneran -_- berhentinya di pinggir sawah gitu, maklum ya Cianjur kan banyak sawah gituloch :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus adek gue makan apa gitu, gue ga tau, terus dipijitin, blablabla.. gue keluar, foto” di sawahnya, norak ya gue? Emmmmaang.  Udah gitu adek gue rada baikkan, kita jalan lagi. Ga lama gue nyadar, headset gue ga ada -__- terus balik lagi  ke sawah tadi dan ternyata headset gue tergeletak menyedihkan di pinggir jalan n_n terus yaa nyokap gue ngomel sepanjang jalan, katanya gue teledor laah, ga teliti, ceroboh, zzzz. Terus nyokap sm adek gue tidur, gue ngobrol sama ayah. Lo ga tau apa yg gue obroliiiiin! Gue ngobrolin &lt;B&gt;majas &amp; gaya bahasa&lt;/B&gt; -_- Subhanallah yaa ayah gue, gue disuruh nyebutin 16 majas, ya gue ga apal, gue kan bego bhs Indo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas di jalan ada sms, dari M-Tronik, tau ga siiiih, ada yg ngisiin gue pulsa Rp. 50.000! gocap meeen gocaaaaaaaaaappp! Hh terus ga lama sampe Bandung, muter” jalan dulu, terus makan Mie Kocok di Kebon Kawung terus nyari hotel ga dapet yg kosong, pada penuh semua rr jadi kita muterin Bandung berkali” sambil sibuk sendiri”. Ayah ngobrol sama mama, adek tidur, gue smsan sama Ima &amp; Cesa, ngabisin bonus. Terus si Cesa minta TP, yaa gue TP deh selagi gue kaya sekali” berbagi rezeki. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu dapet hotel di daerah Lengkong Besar, dapet kamar, langsung masuk. Eh dalemnya najis yaaa, kecil bangeeet! Ih udah kecil, mahal lagi! :--( terus ayah tidur, mama tidur, adek gue main PS (kurang ajar bgt ya adek gue bawa PS ke hotel), gue kaya orang bego sendirian, diem gatau mau ngapain. Tiba” gue dapet ide, selagi gue banyak pulsa, gue mau online facebook! YA! Ide yg cemerlang bukaaan? Bukan. Huu biasa aja ya? Biarin deh daripada garing zz ternyata Ima sm Mba Tya lagi online jadi kita bales”an wall gitu hem jam 3 mandi, solat ashar, terus jalan”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om Andang kan lagi di Bandung juga, ada pertandingan basket di Gor Pajajaran (Om Andang manajer basket). Kita janjian di depan Gedung Koni. Daaaan, butuh waktu setengah jam buat nyampe Gedung Koni yg ga jauh” amat itu, kenapa? Karena nyasaaarrr ckckc udah gitu langsung ke Riau, nyasaaaar lagi =,= then, belanja ke FO” gitu, gue cuma dapet 2 kaos huu lucu sih yaa hmm habis dari Riau makan dulu, udah malem, ngantwerin Om Andang ke GOR Pajajaran terus balik ke hotel. Nyasaaarr lagi! Sumpah ya ini beneran bego, kita ga bisa nemuin hotelnya lagi W-O-W!&lt;br /&gt;Setelah puter” hampir sejam, kita nemu hotelnya huhh Alhamdulillah. Terus tidur, astajiim dingin banget ya ihhhh -_- besoknya bangun pagi, janjian adeknya nenek gue (nenek II) &amp; suaminya (kakek II). Kita jalan” ke Gasibu, deket Gedung Sate. Disana yaa belanja, yg paling kalap mama sm gue. Sebenernya gue sih, mama mah biasa aja. Gue dapet segala macem, mulai dari celana panjang, celana pendek, sweater, kacamata, sampe DVD pun gue beli. Abis dari Gasibu makan di RM. Ibu Imas deket ITC. Tadinya mau ke ITC tapi ga jadii, adek gue ribut mulu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ke Prima Rasa sama Kartika Sari, terus beli batagor Bandung, terus ke rumah nenek &amp; kakek II. Disana ketawa” bercanda ngobrol” gitu, terus pulang. Langsung otw Kuningan. Jauh buset yaa Bandung – Kuningan! Katanya Cuma 3 jam, tapi ada yg bilang 6 jam! Ga kira” aah itu mah. Jalannya belok”, apalagi pas lewat Cadas Pangeran, kiri tebing kanan jurang brr nyeremin. Sampe Kuningan ke hotel. Bego ya kita tidur di hotel, padahal rumah Bi Nining juga enak kok adeem. Adek gue aja nih yg riweuh pengen di hotel -_- jam 8an ke rumah Bi Nining, disana ya biasa aja ada Bi Nining, Om Wawan, Aga, &amp; Guntur. Kita ngobrol” sebentar di rumahnya terus pergi makan di Ulah Lali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jauh yaa rumah makannya zz gue kira deket, taunya jauuh, sampe ke arah Cirebon. Terus makan, bercanda” disana, seru siiiih. Pulang sekitar jam 10an, langsung ke hotel, langsung tidur. Cape bgt gue rawwr. Terus jam 7an ke rumah Bi Nining lagi, ya kaya kemarennya laah suasananya fam-gathering gituu. Terus Om Wawan (bapaknya Aga) nyuruh Aga beli Tahu Lamping (enak). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ( Om Wawan) : Ga, beli tahu lamping gih buat Wa Yanti sm Wa Yayat&lt;br /&gt;M (Mama) : Iya Ga, Wa pengen makan tahu lamping nih&lt;br /&gt;A (Aga) : Sebentar ya&lt;br /&gt;O : Teh Puput ikut gih, sama Aga&lt;br /&gt;G (Gue) : Dimana ?&lt;br /&gt;O : Di Lamping&lt;br /&gt;G : Naik apa ?&lt;br /&gt;M : Naik motor aja dibonceng Aga, bisa kan Ga ?&lt;br /&gt;A : Iya, Lamping mah deket ini&lt;br /&gt;G : Oh (mikir)&lt;br /&gt;O : Teh Puput ikut gih biar apal daerah Kuningan&lt;br /&gt;G : Hmmm (masih mikir, maklum gue telmi)&lt;br /&gt;O : Sekalian jalan-jalan ke taman kota aja sama Aga&lt;br /&gt;G : (Ha? Buset deh Om)&lt;br /&gt;O : Iya gih jalan-jalan&lt;br /&gt;M : Iya Put, sekalian manas-manasin pacarnya Aga&lt;br /&gt;O : Mending sama Teh  Puput aja da, dikiranya Aga punya pacar cewek kota, kan gaya&lt;br /&gt;M : Iya ayo Put!!!! (nada mulai berapi-api &amp; semangat bergelora)&lt;br /&gt;G &amp; A : (saling menatap lalu tertawa)&lt;br /&gt;O &amp; M : (makin semangat ngebujuk gue biar ikut Aga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laluuu …….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Mau ikut ga ?&lt;br /&gt;G : Engga deh Ga&lt;br /&gt;M : Iih ikut aja!&lt;br /&gt;O : Ikut aja Teh, jangan malu-malu&lt;br /&gt;G : Eehhh engga deh, udah ga usah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, mereka nyerah akhirnyaaaa. Terus Aga berangkat, gue belajar bikin kue sama Bi Nining (ibunya Aga). Jadi gue, mama, Bi Nining sibuk di dapur. Peralatan masaknya Bi Nining kan canggih semua gitu yaaaa (y) terus kuenya di panggang dulu, gue ke ruang TV lagi, adhi sm Guntur (adenya Aga) lagi main PS hmm terus sore” gue jalan sm Ayah Mama, nyari oleh” buat keluarga di Bogor. Adek gue anteng wee main sm Aga &amp; Guntur. Sampe malem kita di rumah Bi Nining, terus pulang ke hotel. Malem dingiiiin brr padahal hotelnya ga pake AC. Ckckc najis ya di kuningan ga pake AC aja dingin, di rumah gue udah pake AC tetep panas -__- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paginya ke rumah Bi Nining lagi, mama ayah nyari apa gitu ke pasar wetan, gue, Aga, Adhi, Guntur nonton Home Alone 4 bareng” hem bosen yaa diulang-ulang mulu. Kita sambil ngobrol” gitu yaa, Guntur malah main pistol”an di luar. Terus Aga nanya ke gue, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A (Aga) : Pacarnya Adhi siapa ya ?&lt;br /&gt;G (gue) : Hem, yg mana Ga ?&lt;br /&gt;A : Yang waktu pas Guntur disunat tea&lt;br /&gt;G : Hmm si Safira ?&lt;br /&gt;A : Iya bukan yaa ? kayanya mah bukan&lt;br /&gt;G : Terus siapa lagi ? Safira aaah&lt;br /&gt;A : Bukaan&lt;br /&gt;G : Iyaa&lt;br /&gt;A : Bukan&lt;br /&gt;G : Iya&lt;br /&gt;G &amp; A : *&amp;%$##@$^!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Kalo pacarnya Teh Puput siapa Dek ?&lt;br /&gt;Ad (Adek gue) : Hmm&lt;br /&gt;G : Hhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;A : Siapa Dek ?&lt;br /&gt;Ad : Pacarnyaaa ….. Aga!&lt;br /&gt;A &amp; G : (bertukar pandang, bingung, ketawa aja deeh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pamit, pulang deh heeemm betah gue di Kuningan, betah bangeeet malah :--( hh udah dulu ya, udah lumayan panjang, maaf gajelas dan ...... garing :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-995195501134069456?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/995195501134069456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=995195501134069456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/995195501134069456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/995195501134069456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/12/vacation-y.html' title='Vacation (Y)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-6805822269523355142</id><published>2008-12-24T20:50:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:22:32.070+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fam'/><title type='text'>14 tahun ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="3" COLOR="red"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUPUT! Wish you all the best ya&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;Hem gitulah kira" sms-sms yg gue terima hari ini ehehee. Gue bangun jam 6, cek hp dan ada 14 sms ulang taun. Hm pas bgt ya, gue ultah ke-14 ;P terus gue bales"in smsnya terus turun kebawah. Bokap nyokap ngucapin selamet &amp; doa"nya terus makan black forest. Udah gt bnyk tlv slmt ultah gt2. Jam 10an mandi terus berangkat ke botani, sendirian &amp; naik angkot -_- sampe sana udah ada Oji sm Assa. Gue lg ngobrol sm Assa, tiba" .... PLAK! Pipi kiri gue ditampar sama Oji zet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ke XXI, nonton, gue yg traktir. Kita nonton Madagascar 2 :) abis beli tiket Della dateng, terus kita ke bawah dulu nemenin Oji beli crepes terus ke Gramedia. Abis dari Gramed ke bioskop lagi. Kita udah berdiri dpn studio 2 padahal blm di buka. Becanda2 berisik gitu, ngalangin jalan. Terus mulai deh filmnya. Lucu sih yaa hehe gue nonton sambil ketawa2 dan bales2in sms gitu. Dari bioskop makan dulu. Pas lg jalan ke Mister Baso ada Bu Dewi &amp; Pak Hadi &amp; anak mereka (guru mate, guru tik -suami istri- dan anaknya) bukannya salam atau nyapa kita malah kabur muterin eskalator ckckc murid" yang kurang ajar memang. Udah gitu makan, abis makan muter2 dulu, terus ke Food court. Ga makan, numpang duduk doang (gatau malu) terus pulaaang deh hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf ceritanya gitu doang ya, speedy gue over limit. Ini aja post dari hp makanya males ngetik panjang" :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-6805822269523355142?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/6805822269523355142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=6805822269523355142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6805822269523355142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/6805822269523355142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/12/14-tahun-y.html' title='14 tahun ;'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7786274423420621246</id><published>2008-12-19T08:27:00.018+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:22:44.793+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Gue habis lari</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaduh pegel" nih kaki gue aawaw -__-&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini gue &amp; teman-teman yang tersayang habis tes lari di GOR! &lt;br /&gt;Jadi tadi kita janjian di sekolah jam 7 terus brkt ke GOR jam 8 :)&lt;br /&gt;Dari sekolah ke GOR naik 08 biru &amp; kita cuma bayar seribu (y)&lt;br /&gt;BBM kan turuuun, masa ongkos anak sekolah engga turun ? Ya kan ya kaaaan ? (h)&lt;br /&gt;Di GOR Pak Darno udah berkoar, "9A MANA 9A ? LANGSUNG LARI!" lari deh tuh si Della  hehe gue sm yang lain masih santai-santai aja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu mulai deh giliran gue, Pak Darno udah ribut ajaaa, "9C CEPAT LARI!" iiiih ini juga udah siap Bapaaaak -,-&lt;br /&gt;Berapa puteran larinya ? Cuma 2! Eya cuma 2, tapi muterin lingkar luar GOR bukan lari di dalem GORnya!&lt;br /&gt;Oke dah, najis banget itu ckckc luar GOR kan gede banget daaaaan (ini alasan yg paling kuat) ga bisa dicurangin! :(&lt;br /&gt;Kalo lari dalem GOR kan bisa motong tengah lapangan, nah ini engga bisa aaah masa mau manjat -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kita sekelas udah berjejer siap mau lari, Pak Darno udah megang stopwatch &amp; siap-siap niup peluit. &lt;br /&gt;Kita yg udah gatel pengen buru-buru lari udah mau nyelonong aja. Ya! Dan ini terjadi 2 kali meeeeen haha 9C gituloooch (y)&lt;br /&gt;Terus Pak Darno bilang, "MULAI!" kita langsung sprint cepet-cepet&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sprintnya cuma sebentar doang sih, gue yang baru lari kira" 3/4 puteran udah di teriakin Sofi, "PUT BERENTI DULU, CAPE!"&lt;br /&gt;Dan gue berenti, ngos-ngosan, napas sesek, detak jantung cepet banget &amp; keringat ngocor deres -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sama Sofi udah jalan slow kea model gajelas gitu, pas udah mau puteran ke2 kita lari cepet-cepet, minta cap ke Pak Darno &amp; lari sekenceng-kencengnya ;P&lt;br /&gt;Pas lewat tempat anak-anak nunggu banyak yg nyorakin gue, "PUPUT PUPUT AYO PUT!" :D terus lari lagi,&lt;br /&gt;Lagi-lagi langkahku terhambat oleh Sofi *alah* dia berenti lg&lt;br /&gt;Gue yg udah males berenti teriak, "SOF LARI LAGI DONG, PEGEL GUE BERENTI-BERENTI!" Terus lari lagi, berenti, jalan, dan lari lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas gue lagi berenti sama Sofi gitu si Japir &amp; Nabila bilang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J : "Ciee Puput ada yg nyorakin"&lt;br /&gt;P : "Hah ?"&lt;br /&gt;N : "Itu looh yg tadi teriak AYO PUPUT AYO"&lt;br /&gt;P : "Temen-temen gue ?"&lt;br /&gt;N &amp; J : (senyum-senyum licik)&lt;br /&gt;S : "Siapa Put ?"&lt;br /&gt;P : (ngangkat bahu)&lt;br /&gt;S : "Dwas ya ?"&lt;br /&gt;P : "Hah gatau Sof, ga denger gue tadi, emg siapa sih ?"&lt;br /&gt;S : (pura-pura ga denger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah kira-kira percakapannya, gue juga gatau sih siapa yg nyorakin gue itu ehehehe ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah deket garis finish gue lari kenceng, Sofi udah kecapean tapi gue nya bodo amat haha lari beneran tuh gue (y)&lt;br /&gt;Perut gue udah sakit banget, napas sesak, tenggorokan kering, kaki pegel banget ah meeeen zz&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya dengan terseok-seok dan penuh perjuangan yg berat gue sampe finish, nunjukin cap ke Pak Darno dan dia bilang,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="4" COLOR="red"&gt;"SEPULUH LIMA ENAM"&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="arial" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;(sepuluh menit lima puluh enam detik maksudnya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangke udah capek gitu cuma 10.56 -_-__- &lt;br /&gt;Gue yg bener-bener cape langsung terkapar di tengah jalan huweeeee tapi karena ngalangin yg lari gue diusir zz&lt;br /&gt;Terus gue pindah terkapar di rumput, ngelurusin kaki, minta minum ke orang-orang &amp; sialnya ga ada yg bawa minum! Oh malangnya nasibku mama :'(&lt;br /&gt;Nah terus pas bgt tuh, Oji lagi megang plastik isinya es batu, langsung gue ambil daaan tiba-tiba Della bilang, "ITU KAN ES BATU YG DARI KALI" ah masa bodo Della emang gue pikirin! Yg penting gue minum ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue makan tuh es batunya, daaan es nya dingin &amp; kegedean ;( &lt;br /&gt;Ga muat masuk mulut gue huwaaaah akhrinya gue sendiri yg ribet, ditelen kegedean dikeluarin susah ckckc. Udah gitu Soraya malah bilang, "PUT LO KEA ORANG KEPANASAN" aduh Sooor, udah jelas-jelas gue kedinginan makan es =__=  &lt;br /&gt;Terus Assakyuu &amp; teman-teman 9D nya lari, gue masih lemes blm kuat ikut bercanda sm anak-anak hehe terus Assa beres, Sial dia 10:42! :(&lt;br /&gt;Terus kelas 9E lari, udah gitu selesai, Oji santai-santai aja, Dwas tampangnya madesu, daaan &lt;B&gt;SORAYA MAU PINGSAN!&lt;/B&gt; haha buset deh ini anak mukanya udah puceeeeet ;P&lt;br /&gt;Terus kita jajan bentar, udah gitu ngegaul di pinggir lapangan *apasiiih*&lt;br /&gt;Makin lama emang makin gajelas gitu, tiba-tiba gatau gimana gue duduk diantara Oji &amp; Dwas -,- Bagus deh makin sinting aja gue :3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem so far masih biasa aja, ngobrol, bercanda &amp; ketawa-ketawa (masih normal) tau-tau mereka ber2 ngeluarin hp &amp; mulai muter lagu-lagu metal awaw&lt;br /&gt;Lama-lama .. sebelah kiri nyodor-nyodorin hp yg lagi muter lagu-lagu itu &amp; sebelah kanan nyecream kenceng-kenceng. Sampe ada satu lagu gitu yg liriknya ada BECAK TIGULING-nya gitu, terus gue kasih denger Soraya, dia denger dan tiba-tia berkomentar, "HA? POTATO GORENG ?" Subhanallah yaa pendengaran teman-temanku :)&lt;br /&gt;Kalo dipikir-pikir emang ga logis banget dari &lt;B&gt;BECAK TIGULING&lt;/B&gt; jadi &lt;B&gt;POTATO GORENG&lt;/B&gt;, tapi kalo didenger emang agak mirip ko. Secara yg nyanyi juga teriak-teriak gajelas ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus udah cape lari &amp; ngegaul gajelas, kita balik lagi ke sekolah naik 07 :)&lt;br /&gt;Tadinya mau bayar seceng lagi, tapi supirnya minta 2rb! Ogah ah gue bayar 2rb dari GOR ke saekolah doang, mending juga jalan (engga juga sih) &lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya tetep bayar 1.500 :) Sampe sekolah langsung liat mading, nyari nilai TIK &amp; baca-baca pengumuman &lt;br /&gt;Lanjut gue sm anak-anak ke San Sport bentar, mesen 16 bola kasti (y) Buat apa? Buat REMEDIAL ha&lt;br /&gt;Terus kata abang-abangnya "TUNGGU 15 MENIT YA DEK" IH, males amat gua nugguin bola kasti di pinggir jalanan pasar -____- Terus kita ke sekolah lagi, ke kantin, makan bubur, ngegosip ehehe. Beres makan ke San Sport lagi, eh abang"nya belum balik, yg ada asistennya nyuruh nunggu bentar lagi tapi lama bgt. Terus kita mau cabut aja, abisnya gimana gitu yaa, masa anak SMP nongkrong di pinggir jalan deket pasar gitu ihhh mana pake seragam olahraga yg jelas-jelas ada tulisan SMP NEGERI 2 BOGOR-nya. Malu-maluin sekolah banget kan gue zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 menit kemudian ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue : Bang, lama amat sih ?&lt;br /&gt;Abang : Bentar lagi dek&lt;br /&gt;Gue : Ngambilnya dimana sih ?&lt;br /&gt;Della : Ya di pasar lah Put&lt;br /&gt;Gue : Oh iya&lt;br /&gt;Soraya : Masih lama ga bang ?&lt;br /&gt;Abang : Gatau nih Dek&lt;br /&gt;Soraya : Besok pagi buka jam berapa Bang ?&lt;br /&gt;Abang : Setengah delapan udah buka ko&lt;br /&gt;Soraya : Yaudah besok aja ya Bang, kelamaan nih&lt;br /&gt;Abang : Iya deh besok pagi aja&lt;br /&gt;Soraya : Pisahin ya Bang! Tadi satunya gocengan kan ?&lt;br /&gt;Gue : Eh, tadi bukan bilangnya 4rb ya ? *tampang so polos*&lt;br /&gt;Della : Iya nih bang *ikut"an boong*&lt;br /&gt;Abang : &lt;B&gt;GA BISA DIBOONGIN&lt;/B&gt; zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gitu ga ya dialognya ? Seinget gue sih gitu hehe yaudah gitu aja deh ;P Dari situ jalan sampe Balaikota, di jalan ketemu Salik hehe pas udah sampe depan Kejaksaan Della dijemput&lt;br /&gt;Terus gue langsung otw Lia :) sampe sana ngegosip bentar, latihan buat oral, test, pulang hehe gue kehujanan aaaaa udah kaya orang mandi ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe rumah mandi, nyalain komputer, dan nulis ini ehehe ga kerasa juga postingan gue udah panjang banget ;P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-7786274423420621246?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7786274423420621246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7786274423420621246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7786274423420621246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7786274423420621246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/12/he-never-late-for-school-and-i-were.html' title='Gue habis lari'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-7768950067841658890</id><published>2008-12-17T11:15:00.017+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:23:02.021+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Dufan (y)</title><content type='html'>Gue mau cerita tentang dufan aja yaaaaw :) jadi kmrn, 16 Desember '08, study tour ke gedung DPR pusat &amp; pastinyaaaa Dufan (Y) 3 tahun gue sekolah disini tournya selalu ke Dufan, yg rubah cuma study nya doang zz &amp; selama 3 tahun itu gue selalu ikut -___- hemmmm kali ini study tour terakhir gue di dosa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertama kita ngumpul di skola jam 6.30, ga ada apel krn hujan jadi langsung masuk bis, gue bis 3 &amp; alhamdulillah itu bis parkir pas depan derbang (y) terus langsung ngambil tempat duduk yg ber3 (Gue, Kanssa, Sofi) udah gitu nunggu sampe jam 7, di absen &amp; udah siap brkt tapi Gusti belum dateng! langsung tuh kita nelfonin Gusti, katanya bentar" gitu, tapi kata Bu Esti kita harus berangkat jam 7 jadi GUSTI DITINGGAL ;P ternyata yg ketinggalan bis bukan cuma Gusti, bnyk anak kelas 8 zz jadi mereka" yg telat itu masuk bis gue dulu ckckc terus sampe tol semua bis berenti, oper" murid yg salah bis, kita kira Gusti masuk bis 1, taunya dia nelfon katanya "MASIH DEPAN BOTANI SQUARE" -__- kita pada rusuh gitu, "TADI YG NAIK SIAPA DONG ? YG NAIK BIS 1 BKN GUSTI ?" taunya yg naik bis 1 itu Fania, yammpun jauh banget deh Gusti ama Fania -,- udah gitu Gusti sampe tol lsg masuk bis, kita kompak tereak "WOO GUSTI WOO! NYUSAHIN AJA LO!" dia cuma nyengir-nyengir gajelas ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah lengkap terus brkt, pertama ke DPR dulu, sepanjang jalan ya Allah rusuhnya banget bangetan ituuu haha foto", nyanyi" lagu YOLANDA, ketawa", ledek"an, macem-macem SERU (y) sampe berdiri" di bis, gue juga berdiri padahal bangkunya kosong haa pas ketemu bis lain tuh keliatannya tentram, anak"nya pada duduk diem sambil liat ke jendela sambil dengerin headset, gada yg sebinal kelas gue ;P tapi jadi makin cintah deh sama 9C ah ah (k) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyampe DPR kita lsg ke ruangan yg gede bgt itu gue gatau namanya, kaya ruang rapat siihhh hehe yg bangku"nya banyaaaak, katanya si buat rapat komisi blablabla gitu ;) gue sekelompok duduk paling depan ahaha dikasih makanan gitu ;P di setiap kursi ada mike haha gue iseng aja mainin mike (norak) udah gitu lama bgt mulainya, terus gue ke toilet dulu, sampe toilet amit" penuhnya udah kaya yg ngantri BLT zz jadi gue pake toilet yg di depan mana jauh lagi rr -,- terus pas masuk ruangan lagi udah mulai, kita dengeren PAk Syarief Hasan ngomong, bnyk sih yg diomongin &amp; gue NGANTUK! :--( iseng" tuh gue liat tempat duduk di atas, buset deh ada yg lagi pdkt deket" gitu hahahaha lumayan ngusir ngantuk ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah gitu dan gitu masuk bis lagi, gue Della Assa ke toilet deket tempat paskir dulu, jauh banget masaaa zz keluar dari toilet udah sepi, MAMPUS! untung bisnya masih ada :) langsung deh kita lari" ke bis kaya orang gila :( sialnya bis gue jauh, paling ujung ckckc terus langsung otw Dufan, di bis rusuh lagi hahaha terus dibagiin tiket dufan &amp; tiket makan siang, langsung masuk Dufan (Y) pertama kita naik arum jeram dulu ehehe biar sekalian basah gitu ;P gue masih pake seragam lagi haha udah gitu ngantri sebentar, main deeeh hehe Assa yg paling basah, seragamnya basah semua haha (G) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis arum jeram laaangsung NIAGARA (Y) najis deh ngantrinyaaaa zz gue ko ada feeling ga enak gitu pas naik niagara, deg"an sumpah gue hahaha padahal biasanya naik niagara santai" aja -,- PAS LUNCURNYA MASYA ALLAH JANTUNG GUE SERASA TURUN DULUAN! sumpah ya itu, baru pertama kali gue TAKUT naik niagara :( gue udah ga sanggup teriak hahaa ;P mana pas turun airnya kenceng banget lagi, rambut gue basaaahh ah ahh ;P terus ganti baju, makan siang, foto" :D terus naik alap" ahahaha gue sebangkunya sama Assa :) sebenrnya sih alap" ga serem" amat, biasa aja malaaah, tapi gue &amp; temen" teriak paling kenceng haha disengaja sih, pas nanjak aja Soraya bilang "WOY TERIAK WOY!" jadi kita yg paling berisik haha ;P tapi sakit juga pas di terowongannya, kebanting" gue haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turun dari alap" Soraya bilang "EH NAIK KUDA-KUDAAN YUK!" jadi kita naik turangga-rangga yg garing mampus haha jadinya foto" deh ;P udah gitu main perang bintang, ngantrinya lama, sambil nunggu kita becanda ketawa" setengah mampus (G) terus kita teriak" di perang bintang, "YAMPUN SEREM BGT!, GILA!, KEREN!, AAH TAKUT!, dll" skor gue cuma 8400 ckckc keluar dari perang bintang kita teriak, "AMAZING!, WONDERFUL, HORRIBLE!" padahal perang bintang sama sekali ga serem ;P orang" pada ngeliatin kita gitu &amp; gue akuin kita lebay banget ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah gitu ngumpul di luar Dufan, foto" haha gila deh itu ketawa" sampe sakit perut sakit gigi gue (y) terus gabung sama Oji, Gusti, Dwas, Nunh, Jawa, Icha, Azra, daaaan foto" lagi haha digangguin lebah segala ;P ketawa-ketawa dan blablabla gitulah rusuh ehehehe terus jalan keluar bareng Assa, Oji, Dwas, Della, Baba, Soraya, jajan sebentar becanda gitu haha terus ke bis naro tas, ngumpul di luar, foto" lagi haha ;P udah gitu pulang, otw Bogor :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di bis foto" lagi omegaaaasz (foto-foto mulu deh gua) tumpuk"an gitu, gue kehalangan orang", terus gue, Nabila, Japir berdiri di atas kursi, &amp; tiba" itu sopir bus ngerem mendadak, gue jatoh nindihin Bila, Japir nindihin gue, &amp; si Black ngedudukin Japir! hahaha gue sama Nabila udah teriak" kesakitan &amp; Black malah tenang" aja bilang, "APASIH, BERISIK" najeeeeees! kaki gue sakit itu zz dia tetep santai aja duduk di atas Japir, sampe gue &amp; Bila teriak sekenceng-kencengnya, "DONI TOLONGIN KITAAAA!" akhirnya Doni ngusir Black dan si item itu akhirnya bangun (y) oke deeeh ketua kelas gue yg paling narsis ini, thank you so much ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus nonton bola, kita semua nyanyi lagu INDONESIA RAYA keras" (Y) udah gitu mulai lagi ketawa", foto", ngegosip, ngobrol, nonton, blablabla haha Doni &amp; Randi paling berisik! tapi overaaall, RUSUH! (y) ah bangga deh gue punya kelas yg rusuhnya amit-amit gini ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe skola gue dijemput, langsung pulang, mandi, makan, tidurrr haha cape bgtlah gueeeee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-7768950067841658890?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/7768950067841658890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=7768950067841658890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7768950067841658890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/7768950067841658890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/12/dufan-y.html' title='Dufan (y)'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-9117834839294643286</id><published>2008-12-15T06:38:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:58:12.381+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><title type='text'>10 Facts about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="brown"&gt;Hem kmrn-kmrn gitu gue dikasih PR tentang (baca judul gue) itu dari temanku yng cantik &amp; imut-imut yaitu Cessa ;P nambah-nambah kerjaan aja nih Cesa, udah kea si Ismet haha hem gue males paste rulesnya jadi langsung mulai aja ya ehehe yng penting 10 kan Ces yaaa ? (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. GUE TAKUT KECOA hem sebenernya udah ga separah dulu sih, dulu kan gue sampe jerit-jerit dan kayang gitu (kaya bisa kayang aja) kalo liat kecoa ckckc sekarang sih respon gue cuma sebatas "Astagfirullah" ah perubahan positif kan itu, Subhanallah yaa (y) &amp; baru-baru ini gue juga baru tau kalo gue takut sama CACING ahelah pas di GOR gue udah teriak-teriak ga karuan gara-gara disodorin cacing sama si Suci -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. GUE ITU ORANGNYA EASY GOING hahaha terserah deh mau bilang SKSD juga boleh ;P abisnya kalo baru kenalan sama orang gitu gue bisa langsung dapet bahan obrolah terus bisa langsung akrab :D tapi tergantung orangnya juga siiiiih &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. GUE ITU PEMBERANI &amp; PENAKUT (?) gue sering main main hp di kamar, sendirian malem-malem sambil gelap-gelapan (ga nyalain lampu) dan gue berani kaya gitu sampe berjam-jam. Tapi setelah gue nyadar &amp; mulai mikir, "ADUH SEREM SENDIRIAN GINI, GELAP" gue langsung ngerasa ada yg aneh-aneh di sekitar gue daaaaaan biasanya gue langsung lari keluar kamar haha padahal ga ada apa-apa gituu hihi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. GUE SENENG BERKHAYAL (Y) biasanya kalo abis nonton film apa gitu &amp; endingnya ga memuaskan gue bakal bikin alur cerita sendiri di otak gue :P pernah pas HarPot berapa gitu gue ngehayalnya Harry jadian sm Hermione terus punya anak, Ron mati, anaknya Harry cewe cantik ga mirip Hermione dan blablabla sampe akhirnya gue bosen sendiri sama alur cerita gue (h)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gue kalo suka sama sesuatu itu BERLEBIHAN banget zet nih misalnya, gue pernah suka sama Sasuke di Naruto, gue koleksi semua foto-fotonya sampe beratus-ratus &amp; semua ada di hp gue, layout friendster gue jg sampe fotonya Sasuke arawwr tapi setelah gue bosen, sefolder yg isinya ratusan foto Sasuke itu langsung gue DELETE gitu aja yah meskipun gue pasti langsung nyesel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. GUE PALING SUKA RENANG (y) segerr banget rasanya apalagi kalo renangnya sore-sore tuh, enak. Kalo siang-siang malah bikin item, yg ada malah sunburn zetzet terus gue itu ga bisa renang klo ga pake kacamata renang haha paya bgt ya gue ? emang. Tapi gaya bebas gue cepet loooh, kalo gaya katak gue diem di tempat, kehabisan nafas yg ada -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Kalo denger lagu apa gitu gue suka kebayang-bayang orang lain. Ngerti maksudnya ga? Gini-gini, sekarang gue lagi suka dengerin lagunya LP yg Leave Out All the Rest (ost Twilight). Gue dengerin berkali-kali, dengerin liriknya sampe ngerti maksud lagu ini &amp; gue terus kebayang-bayang temen gue padahal ga ada hubungannya sama sekali ckckc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Gue kalo habis ujian pasti stress haha terbukti waktu habis Try Out gue uring-uringan sendiri padahal temen-temen gue pada santai aja :( waktu nunggu hasil aja gue udah ribuuuuuut aja takut jelek &amp; blablabla :P eh pas hasilnya udah dipajang &amp; alhamdulillah bagus gue langsung teriak-teriak sambil loncat-loncat penuh semangat (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. GUE SUKA CERITA (h) kalo pulang sekolah sampe rumah gue pasti langsung nyari nyokap &amp; mulai nyerocos tentang kegiatan gue, temen-temen gue ngapain aja, guru-guru, tentang pelajaran hari itu &amp; masih banyak lagi hahaha untungnya nyokap gue sabar ngederin. Yah walaupun responnya paling cuma "OH, TERUS?, IYA" yg penting gue cerita :D makanya nyokap tau banyak soal temen-temen gue ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. GUE SUKA BACA :) novel &amp; komik doang sih hehe kalo komik gue punya banyak bangeeeet, sampe 300an ada kali ya :P kalo novel gue pinjem Assa :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem udah yah tuh 10, gatau mau nulis apalagi hahaha :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-9117834839294643286?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/9117834839294643286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=9117834839294643286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/9117834839294643286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/9117834839294643286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-d.html' title='10 Facts about me'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-4576293123765080975</id><published>2008-12-12T11:36:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:24:20.049+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>Jumat 121208</title><content type='html'>hem akhirnya semesteran beres jugaaaa :) tapi gue bukannya tenang malah semakin deg"an zz apasih gue masih mikirin ulangan aja -___-" ckck gue udah males deh nyeritain ulangan kmrn ;P yng hari Jumat aja yaaaaaaaaw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Jumat itu pelajarannya TIK &amp; B.Inggris, gue cuma belajar TIK tuh kan kelas gue dikasih kisi" sm Pak Yayat ;) gue udah ngafalin itu kisi", eh ga ada yg keluar! -___- sesat deh Pak Yayat -,- soal"nya unpredictable gitulah :( B.Inggris nya gue ga ngafalin sama sekali haha dan Alhamdulillah bisa ngisi semua (y) beres itu kan gue Oji Assa Soraya sm yng lain ngumpul" ngebahas soal Bhs Inggris gitu, Soraya ada yg salah denger pas diralat ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gue LIA dan WT! :-( sampe LIA udah ada Dinda, kita malah ngegosip ga penting (bukannya ngafalin) udah gitu Mr Wisnu dateng, kita ngereview materi sebelum mulai test Mr WIsnu nanya, "any question ?" terus ada yg nanya, gue lupa siapa kalo ga salah Ikhsan atau Renaldo keanya "writingnya apa ?" Mr Wisnu jawab lagi &lt;I&gt;"argumentative paragraph of similarity &amp; contrast"&lt;/I&gt; huff kita udah santai haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pengawasnya dateng, gue diawas Mr Arif -_____- multiple choice nya ya so so, tapi tetep bikin ragu zz writing nya itu rr pas gue liat topicnya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dreams and ideas&lt;br /&gt;2. Having two prefessions&lt;br /&gt;3. My Strength and weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ngomong ke Dinda, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put : 'gampang nih Din'&lt;br /&gt;Din : 'ha? apanya?'&lt;br /&gt;Put : 'writingnya'&lt;br /&gt;Din : *liat writingnya* 'emak lo gampang'&lt;br /&gt;Put : 'gampang ah'&lt;br /&gt;Din : 'baca yng bener'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gue baca directionnya : &lt;I&gt;'Make a paragraph use &lt;B&gt;expository mode&lt;/B&gt;. Your paragraph approximately 200 words. Don't forget to use &lt;B&gt;thesis statement&lt;/B&gt;. Your paragraph will blablabla ...'&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first impression  : MAMPUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya gue buat karangan yg-gatau-expository-apa-bukan :( ko jadi dejavu gini, Mr Wisnu ngasih kisi" sesat, kea Pa Yayat aja 0__0 gemes banget deh itu, gue ngebacot panjang lebar sampe 244 kata ;P udah gitu keluar kelas, anak" juga pada panik huwaaaaaaaaaaa :( gila deh itu, baru kali ini promotion test gue asal"an :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-4576293123765080975?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/4576293123765080975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=4576293123765080975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4576293123765080975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/4576293123765080975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/12/jumat-121208.html' title='Jumat 121208'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8693219931763175843</id><published>2008-12-06T18:37:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:24:35.899+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>Hari ini gue Oji Assa Soraya Baba nonton Twlight di XXI :) Sebelum nonton kelas gue sama kelasnya Oji ada pelajaran tambahan Biologi sama Bu Yulian. Jadwalnya, kelas Oji jam 7 kelas gue 8.30. Nyatanya, kelas Oji jam 7, kelas gue jam 9.30 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SapLjdm5llI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FMqEu9iCFgk/s1600-h/icon_evil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SapLjdm5llI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FMqEu9iCFgk/s200/icon_evil.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308138183424841298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; males kan ngaret sampai sejam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu kelas gue juga lama belajarnya, anak" udah ribuuuut aja, malah pada mau ninggalin gue karena kelas gue ga keluar" zz akhirnya bubar juga. Ah excited banget deh gue hahaha sampe sana setengah 12an, kita langsung beli tiket. Sial kan baru jam 11.30, untung lo pada ga ninggalin gue. Terus sambil nunggu kita makan dulu di Mr Baso, ditraktir Assa gituloooch (y) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kita masuk studio, pas tuh tempat duduknya strategis banget hehe sebelah kiri gue Assa, sebelah kanan Oji, sebelah Oji bokap" -____- terus filmnya mulai, kita udah tau ceritanya krn udah baca bukunya :D jadi kita banyak komentar gimana gitu hee sampe dimarahin bokap" di sebelah Oji :( BLM BACA YA ? SIRIK AJA SAMA KITA -- filmnya agak ngecewain gitu sih menurut gue, kurang keren zz apalagi pas adegan Edward loncat" di batu itu hih indosiar banget -___- udah gitu film selesai, keluar studio, ngantri toilet lamaa bangeeeet ckckc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis turun kita malah berdiri ditengah jalan depan eskalator, bercanda heboh gitu hahaha perut gue sampe sakit gara" kebanyakan ketawa (y) pas gue iseng" liat ke belakang, ternyata oh ternyata, KOKI BREADTALK LAGI KETAWA" NGELIAT KITA! ohemgeh -____- haha terus pulang, Senin nya kan Idul Adha, kita pada Minal Aidin-an gitu, eh Oji salah denger lagi zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8693219931763175843?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8693219931763175843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8693219931763175843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8693219931763175843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8693219931763175843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/12/kamis-jumat.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/SapLjdm5llI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FMqEu9iCFgk/s72-c/icon_evil.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5778627004562314319</id><published>2008-11-30T10:20:00.014+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:24:46.945+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>28 November '08</title><content type='html'>Jadi kmrn kan Mr Wisnu ngajar kaya biasa -ini ga penting, engga dibaca juga gapapa, kalo udah terlanjur ya udah =) dia nanya-nanya tentang artinya &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;. Apa banget sih ah. Jadinya gue bacot-bacot gitu deh ya, masa jawaban gue......... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love IS Friendship&lt;/span&gt; huahahahaha setia kawan banget ye gue :D abisnya udah mepet, engga tau mau jawab apalagi -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus Mr Wisnu nyuruh bagi kelompok dan buat puisi cinta. Kampret, untung ada Sabrina (y) Hadiahnya Cadburry loooooooooch mau banget gue hihi n_n akhirnya kita -sebenrnya mereka- ngarang puisi gitu kan, gue jadi translator aja deh, mending gue yg bahasa Inggris-in daripada gue yg bikin puisi hahahaha puisinya kaya gini nih,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I could dream at all,&lt;br /&gt;It would be about you&lt;br /&gt;Then I would see your cold eves&lt;br /&gt;And It could make my heart melted&lt;br /&gt;I would also hear your beautiful voice&lt;br /&gt;But it's just on my dream&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so far away for me?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't reach your heart&lt;br /&gt;You've made me so desperately in love&lt;br /&gt;But I always be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how long it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata-kata pertama itu, quoted from Edward Cullen hhuehehe nyolong" dikit boleh dong. Boleh banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelompok lain malah lebih nekat, Kelvin cuma translate Kisah Cintaku ke Bhs Inggris, Renaldo nyari di Internet tapi gagal, terlalu kreatif sih lu pada. Tapi yg menang........, kelompok gue donggggggggg (y) Kita dpt Cadburry deh hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis gitu ya udah, lupa gue hahahahaha baaaaaaay =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5778627004562314319?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5778627004562314319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5778627004562314319' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5778627004562314319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5778627004562314319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/11/281008.html' title='28 November &apos;08'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-8291295280477556398</id><published>2008-11-16T07:40:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:20:21.264+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash'/><title type='text'>Busy, eh ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="green"&gt;hmm kayanya ini bakal jadi postingan terakhir bulan november deh ~ wwew lama yaa ? minggu ini gue lagi sibuk belajar buat TO-2 Primagama yg soalnya amit" SUSAH! susahnya tuh BANGET BANGET BANGEEEEEEET! :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktunya cuma 2 jam 16.00-18.00 mana soalnya digabung lagi mate-indo ! bayangin aja ya 90 soal dalam 2 jam,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="BLACK"&gt;&lt;B&gt;BAYANGKAN!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="green"&gt;*lebay* dari 40 soal mate, nomer 1-15 gue masih bener" ngitung, 16-25 gue ngitung malah ga ada isinya, 26-30 gue nyontek, 31-40 gue ASAL! malah udah ga sempet baca soal saking buru"nya -_____- udah gitu gue ngerjain B.INDONESIA dikebut . baru nmr 1 B.Indo aja gue udah ga bisa ngisi :'( ih itu mah soalnya GILA!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="black"&gt;&lt;B&gt;GILA banget&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="green"&gt;deh itu yg buat soal!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="red"&gt;&lt;B&gt;FREAK (n)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="green"&gt;:------( pengen gue gigit deh yg buat soal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO hari ke-2 IPA-IPS . gada kerjaan banget kan IPS dibawa" :( tapi untungnya gue bisa ngisi, yeah not as bad as B.INDONESIA &amp; MATEMATIKA . nah gue belum ikut TO B.Inggris masalahnya, ahelaaah susulan sendiri dong gue ? ckck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus terus yaa, tanggal 24 November gue ada&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="brown"&gt;Latihan UAN 1&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="green"&gt;di sekolah, ihh pljrn kelas 7 apa gue msh inget -____-" yah dicoba dulu aja deeeeh . TO jauh lebih susah dari UAN kan yaa ?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="purple"&gt;*menghibur diri*&lt;/font&gt; &lt;FONT FACE="trebuchet ms" SIZE="2" COLOR="green"&gt;terus lagi, tanggal 9 Desember gue udah mulai Ulangan Semester 1 :'( udah gitu akhir" Desember gue Final Test di Lia kayanya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaf cerita diatas terlalu lebay ;P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-8291295280477556398?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/8291295280477556398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=8291295280477556398' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8291295280477556398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/8291295280477556398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-eh.html' title='Busy, eh ?'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4864167382918884321.post-5569848070396486461</id><published>2008-10-24T06:00:00.019+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:25:27.386+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIA'/><title type='text'>New-comer</title><content type='html'>Jumat, gue Lia -as always =) Hari kesukaan gue. Gue suka Lia. Gue suka Bahasa Inggris. Gue betah ngabisin waktu 4 jam di 303. Intinya, gue suka hari Jumat gitu ya :D Well, ini minggu ketiga term IV/2008, Mr. Wisnu teaches us creatively. Gue dateng belum ada siapa-siapa. Terus ga lama ada Aldi sm Dinda. Kita ngobrol. Waktu itu panas banget, AC belum kerasa. Jelas aja orang pintunya dibuka, bego. Gue tutup pintunya, gue liat ada anak cowo pake baju pramuka. Tapi gue pikir bukan siapa-siapa. Ternyata dia masuk kelas gue. Duduk di pojok deket jendela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus gue ngajak Dinda keluar, duduk di tangga. Gue sama Dinda lagi ngomongin murid baru tu, eh dia ke toilet. Kalo ke toilet itu kn lewatin tangga. Mampus gue kalo dia denger. Terus gue ke kelas, nanya ke Aldi dia itu siapa, Aldi ga tau. Pas gue lagi nanya itu dia masuk. Makin mampus deh gue. Tapi ya gue kn penasaran, dia pake pramuka. Ga ada lokasi. Gatau dia anak mana. Kaya anak Sma, abisnya tinggi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bel masuk, Mr Wisnu dateng. That new student ngenalin diri, namanya Renaldo. Tapi gue ga denger dia sekolah dimana hahaha tapi si Dinda denger sih. Terus Dea bilang, "Put cakep deh, sayang berondong" -Dea kelas 10, Fyi. Renaldo seangkatan sama gue, di BM. Iya sih cakep ya, tapi pasti Non-I hahahaha terus kn belajar &amp; games kaya biasa. Anak baru itu diem aja hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bytheway, Renaldo itu tadinya Outstanding Student (n) pantes ya gue ga dapet beasiswa hahaha tapi final score dia 4,4 sedangkan gue 4,1 -_- wajar deh selisih 0,3 bagusan dia zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done, gue ngiri beasiswanya -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4864167382918884321-5569848070396486461?l=pupuutc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/feeds/5569848070396486461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4864167382918884321&amp;postID=5569848070396486461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5569848070396486461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4864167382918884321/posts/default/5569848070396486461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupuutc.blogspot.com/2008/10/24-10-08.html' title='New-comer'/><author><name>Khairunnisa Putri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09492309912448216409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w168qQGVWpI/TINMiuXuXSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/QdUUA3-3e_w/S220/Materials.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
