<?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-10126682</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:10:37.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World in my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-115916353669271952</id><published>2006-09-24T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:52:32.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my father</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dance with my father tuh lagu yang dipopulerin ama Luther Vandross, cuman di album An All Stars Tribute to Luther Vandross, lagu Dance With My Father dinyanyiin ama Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;Aku sempat meneteskan air mata ketika kudengar bait pertama lagu ini. Hikshiks....menyentuh banget lagunya….atau Aku yang lagi sensitif kali yah :) Entahlah, mungkin karena Aku lagi kangen aja sama almarhum bokap. Yah kayak sekarang………:cry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Celine Dion - Dance With My Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Back when I was a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Before life removed all the innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Spin me around ‘til I fell asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then up the stairs he would carry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I knew for sure I was loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’d play a song that would never ever end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How I’d love, love, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To dance with my father again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when i and my mother will disagree, to get my way i would run from her to him he make me laugh just to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;comfort me, yeah, yeah than finally make me do just what my mama says later that night when i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;asleep he left a dollar under my sheet never dreamed that he would be gone from me, if i could steal one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;final glance, one final step, one final dance with him i’d play a song that will never, never end cause i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love, i love to dance with my father again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes I’d listen outside her door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I’d hear how my mama cried for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I pray for her even more than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I pray for her even more than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know I’m praying for much too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But could you send back the only man she loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know you don’t do it usually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But dear Lord she’s dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To dance with my father again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-115916353669271952?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/feeds/115916353669271952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10126682&amp;postID=115916353669271952&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/115916353669271952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/115916353669271952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-miss-my-father.html' title='I miss my father'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-113213207623211927</id><published>2005-11-16T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:08:11.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy vs Difficult</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Easy is to get a place is someone's address book.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to get a place in someone's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to judge the mistakes of others&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to talk without thinking&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to refrain the tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to hurt someone who loves us.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to heal the wound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to forgive others&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to ask for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to set rules.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to follow them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to dream every night.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to fight for a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to show victory.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to assume defeat with dignity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to admire a full moon.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to see the other side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to stumble with a stone.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to get up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to enjoy life every day.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to give its real value...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to promise something to someone.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to fulfill that promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to say we love.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to show it every day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to criticize others.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to improve oneself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to learn from them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to weep for a lost love.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to take care of it so not to lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to think about improving.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to stop thinking it and put it into action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to think bad of others&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to give them the benefit of the doubt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is to receive&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy to read this&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy is keep the friendship with words&lt;br /&gt;Difficult is to keep it with meanings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-113213207623211927?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-112772807131099358</id><published>2005-09-26T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T02:48:26.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasangan hidup yang paling sempurna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Suatu hari, hamba bertemu dengan mawar. Di taman itu ia hidup sendiri. Warnanya yang merah merekah membuat mata terkagum-kagum. Ingin rasanya hamba mempersuntingnya, memetik segala hasrat yang mulai basah kuyup dengan segala keinginan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang mawar tak sadar bahwa ada yang mengamatinya. Ya Tuhan harum sekali. Ya, ketika pagi merambat, hamba merasakan keharuman yang luar biasa. Merambat keseluruh ubun-ubun, keharuman yang menakjubkan. Hamba memberanikan diri untuk menyapanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Selamat pagi, Mawar." Mawar tersenyum, senyum yang menyejukkan.&lt;br /&gt;"Selamat pagi. Ada apakah gerangan, sehingga pagi-pagi begini anda bertamu ke taman yang sepi ini?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hamba berniat mencari istri yang sempurna. Setiap hari tanpa sepengetahuan anda, hamba mengamati anda, lalu tumbuhlah sejumput rasa tertentu yang tak bisa terdefinisi. Anda telah menyampaikan keharuman itu lewat wewangian yang disampaikan angin. Hamba pikir andalah yang hamba cari, belahan jiwa yang sekian lama memikat hamba untuk hidup dalam kembara."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Betulkah aku yang anda cari? Tak malukah anda menikah dengan bunga sederhana sepertiku? Apa yang membuat anda terkagum? Tak banyak yang bisa aku berikan untuk anda."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mawar, sudah lama hamba mencari istri yang sempurna.Mungkin inilah harapan terakhir. Melihat warnamu yang memerah, hamba terkesima. Jika anda mengizinkan, hamba ingin melamar anda. Mari kita arungi bahtera hidup ini."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau betul itu yang anda inginkan, baiklah. Tunggu barang satu minggu, setelah itu jenguklah aku kembali."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Terimakasih mawar. Ternyata hamba tak salah pilih. Seminggu lagi hamba akan kesini."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamba lantas meninggalkannya sendiri di taman itu. Hamba pergi diiringi senyum yang dramatis. Hati hamba seketika terbang ke langit. Sebentar lagi penantian hamba berakhir, hamba akan mendapatkan istri yang sempurna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminggu berlalu, hamba mendatangi taman itu. Langkah kaki bersijingkat dengan sempurna, cepat dan gemulai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika hamba tiba di tempat itu, tiba-tiba hati hamba melepuh, berterbanganlah harapan yang sempat mewarnai relung hati yang basah dengan tinta penantian. Mawar yang akan hamba persunting, yang akan hamba petik ternyata tak lagi berada di tangkainya. Ia telah luruh ke tanah merah, beserakan tak karuan, tak jelas lagi juntrungannya. Hamba tak habis mengerti, mengapa semua ini harus terjadi? Warna yang tadinya memerah, kini berubah kecoklat-coklatan, menjadi keriput, tak sesegar seperti minggu kemarin. Hamba menghampirinya, duduk termenung seperti seorang bocah yang merengek meminta mainan yang telah rusak. Dengan terbata-bata hamba berusaha menyusun kata-kata, menuai kalimat-kalimat. Namun mulut hamba teramat kelu, tak bisa lagi dengan sporadis menelurkan deretan huruf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Selamat pagi. Masihkah ada keinginan untuk menikah dengan ketidaksempurnaanku? Inilah aku, sang mawar yang sempat membuatmu terkagum. Mengapa wajah anda tercengang dan seolah tak memahami hakikat hidup?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mengapa anda menjadi seperti ini? Apakah gerangan yang salah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tak ada yang patut disalahkan. Ini adalah siklus kehidupan. Hamba hanya bisa bertabah menghadapi takdir yang membelenggu. Ini jalan yang harus hamba jalani."&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi hamba mencari istri yang sempurna, Mawar."&lt;br /&gt;"Jika demikian, aku bukanlah belahan jiwamu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamba beranjak dari tempat itu. Kekecewaan menghantui setiap langkah yang hamba bangun. Air mata menderas. Mawar yang sempat mencengkram jiwa, kini hanya onggokan ketakutan yang tak pernah hamba mimpikan sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini hamba berjalan lagi menyusuri waktu, mencari istri yang sempurna. Di tengah perjalanan, hamba melihat merpati yang terbang, menari di udara. Sayap-sayapnya ia sombongkan ke seluruh penjuru alam. Sungguh cantik ia, membuat cemburu para petualang. Lagi-lagi terbersit sebuah keinginan. Keinginan klasik: Inilah istri yang sempurna, semoga hamba bisa mendapatkannya. Merpati itu hinggap di ranting pohonan. Hamba memberanikan diri untuk memulai percakapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wahai merpati, tadi hamba melihatmu bercengkrama dengan angin. Bulu putihmu yang kudus, menjadikan harapan dalam batin kembali tumbuh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apa yang hendak anda inginkan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hamba mencari istri yang sempurna. Andalah yang hamba cari."&lt;br /&gt;"Betulkah aku yang anda cari?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ya tentu. Hamba ingin anda terbang bersama hamba,membangun sebuah keindahan, mengarungi bahtera kehidupan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jika demikian, silahkan tangkap aku. Apabila anda berhasil menangkap diriku, aku berani menjadi belahan jiwa anda. Aku akan belajar menjadi apa yang anda inginkan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi bagaimana mungkin hamba bisa menangkap anda? Anda mempunyai dua sayap yang indah dan memesona, sedangkan hamba hanya manusia yang bisa menerbangkan imajinasi saja, selebihnya hamba adalah pemimpi yang takut dengan kehidupan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Segala sesuatu mungkin saja terjadi, asalkan ada maksud yang jelas dan lurus. Lebih baik anda pikirkan kembali niatan anda itu. Betulkah aku pasangan yang anda cari? Maaf, hamba aku bercengkrama dulu dengan angin, sampai jumpa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamba tak bisa berkata banyak, merpati telah terbang bersama angin. Angin, oh...rupanya kekasih sejati merpati adalah angin. Hamba tak mau merusak takdir mereka. Bagaimana kata dunia kalau hamba dengan paksa menikahi sang merpati? Dunia akan mencemooh hamba sebagai manusia paling bodoh yang pernah dilahirkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kemanakah lagi hamba harus mencari pasangan jiwa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah kabar hamba dulu. Meniti berbagai penderitaan untuk menyempurnakan segala beban yang melingkar di dasar palung jiwa hamba. Itulah gelagat hamba dulu, seperti seorang pecinta yang berkelana tak jelas arah dan tujuan, menghujani kulit lepuh para bidadari, menjadikan mereka gundah, berenang di atas lautan hampa. Begitu juga hamba. Ya, kabar hamba dulu! Memekik cinta yang bergemuruh, membadai, bercengkrama, meraja, bersengketa, meracau seperti burung kondor yang rindu bangkai-bangkai kematian. Dulu hamba tersesat dalam labirin sunyi tanpa nama. Hamba nyaris seperti mayat yang bergentayangan di siang hari, diperbudak angan-angan, bertubi-tubi mulut hamba memukul angin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai suatu malam, ketika keheningan mengambang di udara, berderinglah sebuah telepon selular yang teronggok di atas sajadah harapan. Kala itu hamba tidur lelap, mencipta mimpi yang samar. Hamba dibangunkan oleh gemuruh suara ring tone. Anehnya, suara selular itu tidak lagi menggelayutkan melodi seperti biasanya. Suaranya aneh tapi nikmat dan menyejukkan. Kalau tidak salah seperti ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahuakbar....Allahuakbar...Allahuakbar... Kontan saja hamba terhenyak dan sempat kaget. Hamba mencoba memicingkan mata yang berat seperti terbebani satu ton serbuk besi. Di dinding kamar hamba melihat detak jam yang mengarah pada nomor tiga. Masih sepertiga malam. Siapa gerangan yang berani mengusik persemayaman indah ini? Lalu hamba mulai merunut kata-kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Halo, siapa anda? Mengapa membangunkan hamba? Biarkan hamba beristirah barang sejenak." Hening, tak ada jawaban. Hamba pikir, ini pasti gelagat orang jahil yang mencoba berimprovisasi. Tapi ketika hamba mau menutup telepon selular, hamba mendengar suara yang menggelegar. Bukan, suara ini bukan dari telepon selular, tapi dari segala penjuru mata angin. Keringat mulai menghujan, ketakutan bersalaman di batin, air mata tak bisa hamba bendung, dan rasa rindu mencengkram hamba dari belakang, rindu yang tak terdefinisi. Mungkinkah doa-doa hamba yang terdahulu akan terkabul? Siapakah gerangan yang bicara? Setelah bermilyar doa berjejalan di udara, hamba harap seuumpt cahaya itu yang bicara Ya, semoga bukan kepalsuan yang bicara. Suara itu makin keras terdengar. Suara itu berkata seperti ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Betulkah kau mencari istri yang sempurna?" Dengan terbata-bata hamba bilang,&lt;br /&gt;"Ya...ya..hamba mencari istri yang sempurna. Mampukah anda mengabulkan keinginan hamba yang belum terwujud ini?" Suara itu kembali berujar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Berbaringlah, lalu tutuplah matamu. Bukalah ketikasuaraku tak terdengar lagi." Hamba ikuti keinginannya. Hamba tutup mata hamba, dan berbaringlah. Riangnya hati hamba, sebentar lagi hamba akan berjumpa dengan istri sempurna. Jodoh hamba akan hadir. Ah, suara itu hening. Hamba mulai memicingkan mata. Hamba lihat di sekeliling. Mengapa yang terlihat hanya gumpalan-gumpalan tanah yang kecoklatan? Mengapa begitu sejuk? Kemudian hamba melihat pakaian hamba. Putih! Semua serba putih. Bukankah ini kain kafan? Alam barzah, pikir hamba. Lalu hamba melihat sesosok tubuh datang menghampiri, begitu bercahaya, cantik rupawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siapa anda?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hamba adalah amalan anda. Hamba tercipta dari anda, istri sempurna yang anda ciptakan sendiri. Menikahlah dengan hamba, sambil menunggu semua manusia kembali ke alam sunyi ini."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah kabar hamba kali ini. Ada lagi yang mau mencari istri sempurna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Ternyata pasangan hidup kita yang paling sempurna adalah amalan kita sendiri, dia akan tetap setia menemani kita dan akan menolong kita sampai pengadilan akhirat nanti……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-112772807131099358?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/feeds/112772807131099358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10126682&amp;postID=112772807131099358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/112772807131099358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/112772807131099358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/2005/09/pasangan-hidup-yang-paling_112772807131099358.html' title='Pasangan hidup yang paling sempurna'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-110861679115861603</id><published>2005-02-16T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:06:31.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tetap tegar walau sulit</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Hal paling penting apabila berhadapan dengan kesulitan adalah memberikan perhatian terhadap apa yang akan dilakukan, bukan mencoba mencari apa yang tidak dilakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila keadaan menjadi buruk, kita menenangkan hati dengan menganggap bahwa keadaan akan menjadi lebih buruk. Apabila keadaan benar-benar menjadi bertambah buruk, kita menganggap keadaan pasti akan menjadi baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesulitan dan kegagalan dalam hidup, sekiranya disesuaikan dan dilihat sebagai umpan balik koreksi yang biasa, dapat digunakan untuk membetulkan kembali sasaran awal; di samping dapat membangkitkan potensi diri agar kebal terhadap sembarang kebimbangan, kekecewaan, serta mengantisipasi stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya anda menemukan jalan yang tidak punya rintangan, ia  mungkin tidak membawa anda ke mana-mana. Dunia mematahkan semangat siapa saja, dan setelah itu banyak yang menjadi gagah lagi di tempat mereka pernah gagal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesuksesan setiap insan nampaknya merupakan pelajaran antara sejauh mana suatu halangan dan kesulitan dapat diatasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kegagalan dan kekecewaan membuat kita begitu tertekan, tetapi ia juga mendatangkan kekuatan, membentuk watak, dan ketahanan diri, yang menjadi bekal penting guna mencapai kesuksesan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besar atau kecilnya suatu rintangan tergantung pada besar atau kecilnya jiwa orang yang menghadapinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa pengalaman negatif dalam hidup bukanlah satu-satunya sebab yang menentukan kualitas hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita memerlukan pengalaman negatif untuk menjadi cobaan dalam usaha membangun dan melahirkan sepenuhnya aspek-aspek positif dalam diri kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contoh paling tepat adalah layang-layang. Ia naik ke angkasa karena melawan angin. Sekiranya kegembiraan merupakan kehidupan yang penuh kenyamanan tanpa segala kebimbangan atau tanpa mempedulikan apa yang terjadi di sekitar kita, maka individu yang paling gembira mungkin si badak air yang senantiasa tersenyum di dalam lumpur.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110861679115861603?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110861679115861603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-110835736063542861</id><published>2005-02-14T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T21:02:40.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoVe Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Cinta adalah kaki-kaki yang melangkah membangun samudera kebaikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Cinta adalah tangan-tangan yang merajut hamparan permadani kasih sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Cinta adalah hati yang selalu berharap dan mewujudkan dunia dan kehidupan yang lebih baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Cinta mengajarkan kedewasaan, kejujuran, berjuang, berkorban, menerima, memberi dan mempertahankan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110835736063542861?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mulai kupandangi biru langit&lt;br /&gt;Rasakan rindu di tengah riuh badai&lt;br /&gt;Kerinduan itu pedih&lt;br /&gt;Kerinduan itu membuat luka&lt;br /&gt;Rindu itu menyakitkan&lt;br /&gt;Saat kamu bahagia, aku rasakan sedih&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa badai ini tak berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Terus dan tak hentinya menghantam&lt;br /&gt;Saat biru langit mulai menghias bahagia kita&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin kita satu dan menyatu&lt;br /&gt;Indah hari yang lalu&lt;br /&gt;Telah terhembus oleh angin&lt;br /&gt;Pergi, dan berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kenangan yang kau tinggal bersama asa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(uwid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ku pejamkan mata&lt;br /&gt;Ku tarik nafas panjang&lt;br /&gt;Hangat&lt;br /&gt;Rasakan terang&lt;br /&gt;Hitam dan putih akan kutempuh bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Rindukan jasad lama&lt;br /&gt;Lalu kututup rapat mataku seperti berdoa&lt;br /&gt;Rasa sepi kembali mengalir&lt;br /&gt;Kesepian ini abadi&lt;br /&gt;Dan ketika bumi berhenti berputar untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Saat itulah kau akan mengerti&lt;br /&gt;Betapa indahnya kehancuran dibumi ini&lt;br /&gt;Rasa sepi kunikmati&lt;br /&gt;Serahkan jasadmu seperti yang kuminta&lt;br /&gt;Nyawa lamaku berjalan menyusuri debu terbang Kosong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(from P-Men)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110784089436543851?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110784089436543851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110784089436543851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/2005/02/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-110784054881169992</id><published>2005-02-06T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T21:29:08.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>genap 4 tahun (6 Februari '01)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Hari ini genap 4 th aku pake jilbab....kalo inget dulu pertama kali mau pake jilbab &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;jadi sedih banget....awalnya mamah gak setuju kalo aku pake jilbab. Alasannya banyak banget...taku gak bisa ini...takut gak bisa itu....deelel deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Tapi waktu itu aku dah niat banget, jadi apapun alasannya aku tetep pengen pake jilbab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Sempet gak enak juga sih sama mamah, karena aku gak mematuhi beliau....tapi kalo dah niat gimana dunk...!!! Syukur alhamdulillah akhirnya aku tetep pada niat aku tepatnya tanggal &lt;strong&gt;6 Februari '01&lt;/strong&gt; aku pertama kali pake jilbab. Dengan penuh perjuangan aku kumpulin uang saku aku untuk beli baju seragam sekolah panjang....karena waktu itu mamah gak dukung ya...apa boelh buat terpaksa aku ngumpulin uang sendiri...Makasih banyak buat renny okt &amp; temen2 lain yang bantuin aku buat cari baju itu...Mudah2an aku tetep istiqomah ....Amiiin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110784054881169992?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110784054881169992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110784054881169992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/2005/02/genap-4-tahun-6-februari-01.html' title='genap 4 tahun (6 Februari &apos;01)'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-110775520226103449</id><published>2005-02-05T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T21:46:42.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reuni Pas-Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;hari ini seneng banget....ketemu sama temen pas-q, pas acara nikahan K' Didi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;anak pas-q aka '99 kita semua reunian deh...kangen banget ma temen2 pas-q.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Gak nyangka bisa ketemu sama K' Raden....si kakak yang satu ini lucu banget....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;koq gak tambah dewasa sih Kak.. :P padahal dah 2 th gak ketemu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Anisa, Desi, Apri, &amp; Amrizal....kita semua janjian di depan halte walikota trus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;berangkat ke acara nikahan....wah di jalan seru banget.....Pas sampe disana ketemu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;senior2 pas-q....tambah rame aja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aduh pas liat K' Juwi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a contenteditable="false" href="http://hotbar.com/scripts/utils/banner.asp?InstallDURL=des:en/emoticons1&amp;amp;requestor=shn233" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="hb_new_animation" alt="Upgrade your email with 1000's of emoticon icons" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/040103/040103wow_prv.gif" width="47" border="0" hbtype="em" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; dia berubah banget.... ngebayang gak sih seorang cewe yg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;aku kenal tomboy.........sekarang cantik banget... 'n doi tambah langsing (sukses nih dietnya).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Perjalanan pulang dari acara di tempat K' Didi....bener2 seru, rame, asyik banget...kita dijalan foto2 abis....berpose ria deh....yang bikin surprise K' Raden sekarang udah mau dan berani di foto....padahal waktu STM mana mau dia di foto.... (takut ilang susuknya ya Kak... ??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;aduh pokoknya seru banget deh..........kapan kita kumpul bareng lagi yach ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100%" color="gray" size="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://promos.hotbar.com/promos/promodll.dll?RunPromo&amp;El=em%3b&amp;amp;SG=&amp;RAND=99369&amp;amp;partner=hotbar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img title="" alt="Upgrade Your Email - Click here!" src="http://promos.hotbar.com/promos/promodll.dll?GetPromo&amp;El=em%3b&amp;amp;SG=&amp;RAND=99369&amp;amp;partner=hotbar&amp;amp;/p.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110775520226103449?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110775520226103449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110775520226103449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/2005/02/reuni-pas-q.html' title='Reuni Pas-Q'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-110810011774434196</id><published>2005-02-04T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T21:35:17.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;There are moments in life when you miss someone&lt;br /&gt;so much that you just want to pick them from&lt;br /&gt;your dreams and hug them for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the door of happiness closes, another opens&lt;br /&gt;but often times we look so long at the&lt;br /&gt;closed door that we don't see the one&lt;br /&gt;which has been opened for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go for looks; they can deceive.&lt;br /&gt;Don't go for wealth; even that fades away.&lt;br /&gt;Go for someone who makes you smile,&lt;br /&gt;because it takes only a smile to&lt;br /&gt;make a dark day seem bright.&lt;br /&gt;Find the one that makes your heart smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream what you want to dream&lt;br /&gt;go where you want to go&lt;br /&gt;be what you want to be,&lt;br /&gt;because you have only one life&lt;br /&gt;and one chance to do all the things&lt;br /&gt;you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have enough happiness to make you sweet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough trials to make you strong,&lt;br /&gt;enough sorrow to keep you human, and&lt;br /&gt;enough hope to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily&lt;br /&gt;have the best of everything&lt;br /&gt;they just make the most of&lt;br /&gt;everything that comes along their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightest future will always&lt;br /&gt;be based on a forgotten past&lt;br /&gt;you can't go forward in life until&lt;br /&gt;you let go of your past failures and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were born, you were crying&lt;br /&gt;and everyone around you was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Live your life so at the end,&lt;br /&gt;you're the one who is smiling and everyone&lt;br /&gt;around you is crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't count the years…count the memories...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,&lt;br /&gt;but by the moments that take our breath away!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110810011774434196?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110810011774434196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110810011774434196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/2005/02/moments-in-life.html' title='Moments in Life'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-110733505313643716</id><published>2005-02-02T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T01:04:13.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hari ini mau mid test nih....tapi materinya sama sekali belum dimengerti :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Abis dosennya gak bisa mentransfer materi ke mahasiswa dengan baik sih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;gimana yah nanti hasilnya.... aduh pokonya do the best lah, walaupun agak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;gak nyambung jawabannya :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;bisa2 pulang malem lagi hari ini....soalnya abis midtest lansung bimbingan KP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;alias Kerja Praktek. Tapi aku harus tetep semangat....biar cepet kelar kuliahnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;ehm....pengennya taun ini lulus S1 :P bisa...gak yah ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110733505313643716?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110733505313643716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110733505313643716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/2005/02/mid-test.html' title='mid test'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-110604143888427630</id><published>2005-01-18T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T01:43:58.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song 4 Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You taught me everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;And everything you've given me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;always keep it inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You're the driving force in my life, yeah  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;There isn't anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Or anyone I can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;And it just wouldn't feel right If I didn't have you by my side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You were there for me to love and care for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;When skies were grey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Whenever I was down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You were always there to comfort me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;And no one else can be what you have been to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You'll always be you always will be the girl In my life for all times  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;[Chorus: ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Mama, mama you know I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Oh you know I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Mama, mama you're the queen of my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Your love is like Tears from the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Mama, I just want you to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Lovin' you is like food to my soul  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You're always down for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Have always been around for me even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;when I was bad You showed me right from my wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Yes you did  And you took up for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;When everyone was downin' me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You always did understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You gave me strength to go on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;There was so many times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Looking back when I was so afraid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;And then you come to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;And say to me I can face anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;And no one else can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;What you have done for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You'll always be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;You will always be the girl in my life &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;* I Love u Mom *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110604143888427630?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110604143888427630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110604143888427630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/2005/01/song-4-mama.html' title='A Song 4 Mama'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-110595585862076259</id><published>2005-01-17T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T01:57:38.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow can be to late</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;If you're mad with someone , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;and nobody's there to fix the situation... You fix it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe today, that person still wants to be your friend . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;And if u don't, tomorrow can be too late If you're in love with somebody , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;but that person doesn't know... tell her/him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe today, that person is also in love with you . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;And if you don't say it, tomorrow can be too late .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt; If you still love a person that you think has forgotten you... tellher/him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt; Maybe that person have always loved you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;And if you don't tell her/him today , tomorrow can be too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;If you need a hug of a friend... ask her/him for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe they need it more than you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;And if you don't ask for it today, tomorrow can be too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;If you really have friends who you appreciate... tell them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe they appreciate you as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;That if you don't and they leave or go far away today ,tomorrow can be too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;If you love your parents,and never had the chance to show them... do it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe you have them there to show them how you feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;That if you don't and they leave today , then tomorrow can be too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110595585862076259?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110595585862076259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110595585862076259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanthehorsya.blogspot.com/2005/01/tomorrow-can-be-to-late_17.html' title='Tomorrow can be to late'/><author><name>khansa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v727/evanthehorsya/Wied.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10126682.post-110595472027445507</id><published>2005-01-17T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T21:54:52.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem dari saudara kembar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tampak sayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jiwa salju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hati harum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bunga tersenyum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Derita berwarna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bercerita lirih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Indera terhisap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kikis tembok abadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aku muak dengan kemarinmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aku suka dengan sekarangmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Malam yang menghampirimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tak membuat sinarmu hilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Badai pun terasa indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aku meminta maaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aku lebih memilih tak pernah tersenyum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Karena  kutahu aku lebih kuat darimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kau bening seperti kaca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110595472027445507?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110595472027445507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PeRpIsAhAn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Diantara semuanya, ada pudar dalam hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ada bisik yang menyuara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mengetuk jendela hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Menuju rindu yang suci dan putih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sesuci kesunyian malam, seputih rasa yang dulu ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Walau suci telah penuh noda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tetap ada penantian desah malam yang selalu merindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hati pun tak sangka semua berlalu jadi impian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Selamat berpisah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wahai cinta dan sayang yang menyemu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Selamat jalan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Semoga kau temukan bahagia baru tanpaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rasalah beda dunia, saat cinta dan sayang pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hasratku bertanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bila telah berjumpa Mengapa berpisah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="9a747057"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cermin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kurindukan terangmu di cermin kita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat cermin mengeruh kamu retakan cermin indah kita&lt;br /&gt;Cermin tempat aku kamu tersenyum bersama&lt;br /&gt;Retakan itu kenangan suka lara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa dan asaku pergi bersama retakan cermin&lt;br /&gt;Cermin terindah yg dulu kita jaga&lt;br /&gt;Kini kau coba mengumpulkan kepingan itu jadi satu tuk menyatu&lt;br /&gt;Setelah hampa mendera, hanya kau yang mampu berucap&lt;br /&gt;Didiriku hanya siluet yang membekas dalam rasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td height="1" unselectable="on"  style="font-size:1pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10126682-110569555671394105?l=evanthehorsya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10126682/posts/default/110569555671394105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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