<?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-2780988390807783400</id><updated>2012-01-28T12:58:18.438+01:00</updated><category term='au revoir'/><category term='animals'/><category term='thoughts/theories'/><category term='camera'/><category term='concerts/shows'/><category term='lamuru'/><category term='video'/><category term='when in holland'/><category term='day by day'/><category term='events'/><category term='photos'/><category term='writing'/><category term='travelling'/><title type='text'>fingertapdance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-1917899971697533160</id><published>2011-12-18T00:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T19:32:23.449+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts/theories'/><title type='text'>On people moving out of town.</title><content type='html'>When a friend of yours is leaving your home country, it feels like they are going to leave your life forever. Even when you still hear from them. Even when they do come back at times. I'm not sure if it's about the lack of communication or the fact that they are practically living a new life that it feels like they have left you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A she, who is an old friend since elementary school, who was close to you, as close as twins could be - people do actually mention that you two &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; look alike.&amp;nbsp;Alas, the two of you grew apart, without you knowing why.&lt;br /&gt;Several years gone by, and you've heard that she went abroad. Hearing that, you were puzzled by your own feeling, questioning "Why do I feel like I've lost her?".&lt;br /&gt;Another year gone by, and she came back. Did you find the answer to the question? No -- it multiplied.&amp;nbsp;"Why is she different?" "What happened to her?" "Why isn't she the same person that I've once known nine years ago?"&lt;br /&gt;She is not the same her. Neither is him. They have become slightly, unknowingly different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling of losing someone you'd never thought you'd feel bitter upon losing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-1917899971697533160?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1917899971697533160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=1917899971697533160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1917899971697533160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1917899971697533160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-people-moving-out-of-town.html' title='On people moving out of town.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-4233169016602901942</id><published>2011-12-05T02:48:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T12:58:18.444+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day by day'/><title type='text'>Nocturnal dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://motchfotch.tumblr.com/post/4327119247/been-staring-at-the-room-ceiling-for-awhile-now"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj3s3oqB9N1qa4s85o1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&amp;amp;Expires=1327838264&amp;amp;Signature=OBmt9%2BTkvFBlu4GRHrU2KQKNHww%3D" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this internet-infatuated era, 'insomnia' has become such a familiar term. It is now being popularly overused (and of course, misused) by a certain group of people - the ones that cannot sleep after midnight, who then would refer themselves as 'insomniac beings'. It's pretty laughable to the real insomniacs who often cannot sleep &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt; for days, or continuously having poor sleep quality for a week (transient insomnia), a month (acute), or more (chronic) and has to take medications in order for them just to be able to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty softcore compared to that. Simply put, the symptoms of insomnia are 1. awakening&amp;nbsp;at midnight and cannot fall back to sleep, 2.&amp;nbsp;waking too early in the morning (it's safe to say that this is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; my case), and 3.&amp;nbsp;difficulty in falling asleep at the beginning of the night. I often experience the third one.&amp;nbsp;I tend to stay awake until 3-4 am, but once I'm asleep I can go on, even until the next day (especially when I didn't sleep at all on the previous day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things happen when I have trouble sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after midnight, it will be very abnormally windy that the sound of the brushing trees will start sounding like crashing waves, and when I said crashing, I meant really, crashing, very loudly.&lt;br /&gt;At around 2, the temperature will begin to rise, forcing me to toss and turn. At this moment I'd let a leg out the blanket but sometimes my head wants me to believe that there's something creeping under my bed waiting to chomp off a foot or two.&lt;br /&gt;Starting from 4, the birds will start chirping like there's no tomorrow - in a bit, the sun will also start rising - my flat neighbours will also march out and be the noisiest they could possibly be - to sum up, it's just impossible to sleep anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-4233169016602901942?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4233169016602901942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=4233169016602901942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4233169016602901942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4233169016602901942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/12/nocturnal-dilemma.html' title='Nocturnal dilemma'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-9066847547112139156</id><published>2011-10-20T15:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:44:42.993+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts/shows'/><title type='text'>Things You Call Fate: Sondre Lerche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/6263102329/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com//6229//6263102329_035a243512_b.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly a week ago, Sondre Lerche came to Amsterdam and held a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, well - how would you explain being able to see one of your favourite singers live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for at least one song. I went there alone, ergo the wasted time on venue-finding. But it was okay. I was already grinning while climbing the set of stairs, heart racing while entering the room. I was &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I had problems keeping up with the tracklist. Watching the show, I kept on getting the feeling of being "there" and "not there" - I wouldn't know if I unconsciously missed one or two songs. It's weird but I guess that happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the total showtime of one hour, these are the songs I managed to jot down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Cannot Let You Go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two Way Monologue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coliseum Town&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Domino&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Private Caller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tragic Affair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say It All&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep on Needles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Hands are Shaking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modern Nature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the show, I decided to record on several songs, in which I barely captured the visuals thanks to the tall Dutch fellows and the heavy camera and the shaky hands of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the video below is the song "My Hands Are Shaking" (no pun intended), which was very, very beautifully performed acoustically - he changed his guitar to an acoustic one, left his microphone behind, moved closer to the audience and sang right on to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZfAPlqvbwTE?hd=1" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you enjoy Sondre's songs, and if one of them is Things You Call Fate, then you ought to know: from the total duration of 9 minutes and 22 seconds, there are some things you might or might not notice inside the song. At 5:30, you will start to hear a crowd. A crowd noise. The sound of children playing and chattering in the background. Is it a crowd you hear outside the music, or is it part of the song? And, to top off that, at 8:35 you'll be able to hear a woman singing, "I'm not gonna leave you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno if that's on purpose but I'd like to believe so. It's Sondre, after all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-9066847547112139156?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/9066847547112139156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=9066847547112139156' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/9066847547112139156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/9066847547112139156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/10/things-you-call-fate-sondre-lerche.html' title='Things You Call Fate: Sondre Lerche'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZfAPlqvbwTE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-7171865589970604889</id><published>2011-08-25T00:58:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T01:31:27.198+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're a reminder.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qMf1JQMcTlA?hd=1&amp;amp;start=28" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-7171865589970604889?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7171865589970604889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=7171865589970604889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7171865589970604889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7171865589970604889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/08/youre-reminder.html' title=''/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qMf1JQMcTlA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-717572134629339693</id><published>2011-08-15T02:34:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:29:00.848+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Two months of (figuratively) doing nothing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hi people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been spending the last two months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lying on my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching korean variety shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's just what I do when I'm back home, in Indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, really. Usually my days will be spent by me going to school, doing house chores, cooking some food, doing the laundry, and following wherever my cousin goes. I can't afford to be lazy because I kinda own the inevitable responsibilities of living without parents (although to be honest I am still quite the couch potato).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time I got in Jakarta, it's like another whole new world. I don't have to cook, I don't have to iron clothes, I don't even have to tidy up the whole house - just my room. Gosh. Having nothing to do is really, really a waste of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I end up spending some of my time meeting with my friends while I'm still here. Some people even showed up at my house for my birthday (LOVELY!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But entering August, the fasting month for moslems, I kind of HAVE to be lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to eat by 4:30 which is dilemmatic since I don't wake up easily. So I have been staying up until 4 am. At times I even end up not sleeping (which is what's currently happening; it's 7:45 am right now). When I finally get to sleep, I'll end up waking up at around 1 pm. Nice trick to survive the foodless day, but I feel so unhealthy. But still not planning to stop anytime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two months of (somewhat) vacation is ending soon. I'm flying back to Holland in ten days. Fun thing is, my family gets to come along with me! Yay for another short vacation! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are my past days that I can tell you about. It's been long since I write things like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and as you can see on my previous post, I've got a new camera. Me can do HD videoz. Fancypantsy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F0P71dlSSdg?hd=1" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-717572134629339693?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/717572134629339693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=717572134629339693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/717572134629339693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/717572134629339693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-months-of-doing-nothing.html' title='Two months of (figuratively) doing nothing!'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F0P71dlSSdg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6703902780955356979</id><published>2011-08-07T16:38:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T03:34:34.444+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day by day'/><title type='text'>Best birthday evar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_5956.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_5955.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_5965.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_6371a.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three birthday cakes. Three birthday surprises. One birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Harry Potter 7 part 2 came out right after my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-6703902780955356979?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6703902780955356979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6703902780955356979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6703902780955356979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6703902780955356979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/08/best-birthday-evar.html' title='Best birthday evar.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-4232949882338601631</id><published>2011-07-10T18:39:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:45:54.535+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts/theories'/><title type='text'>I never told you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/5766302048/in/photostream"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2368/5766302048_d5cb8fa7c1_b.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I was hoping that I'm good enough" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's too much emotion stuffed in that little sentence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping that you are good enough is heavy. I don't even know to whom you are trying to convince about how 'good' you are - if that is ever measurable. To your parents? To your friends? To the people you love? To the world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No - forget all of that - are you even good enough for yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people are too hard on theirselves. How they strive to achieve perfection that is utter bullshit and a complete made-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was. He &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; hoping. Does that mean that he gave up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or does that mean that he has finished hoping because he &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; good enough, ergo he stopped?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-4232949882338601631?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4232949882338601631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=4232949882338601631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4232949882338601631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4232949882338601631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-never-told-you.html' title='I never told you.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2368/5766302048_d5cb8fa7c1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-7057966829867689417</id><published>2011-06-17T23:55:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T03:33:56.782+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><title type='text'>My attempt in making a wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ladies and gentlemen. Behold. I call upon ye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bex's Wishlist&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Background story: my birthday is in a month and I haven't done anything selfish like this for quite some time so I'm just gonna do this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://pmanewsline.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/redrock_nano_productline_no_text.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aayeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My current biggest crush: &lt;b&gt;A DSLR with video capability.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been fancying this for a couple months. It started out on my first months living here in Holland. Everything is so new and fresh and I want to capture everything - the motion, the sound, the feeling that a photo can't quite grasp. I want to be able to share what I see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seen the videos people made with DSLRs? They are SO GOOD that I'm mad at myself. See it for yourselves! Exhibit &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/dBQzG8IRHtc"&gt;A&lt;/a&gt; (made by a british guy - you know you wanna see it), &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/S53JgpwbrPE"&gt;B&lt;/a&gt; (a cute toddler + feist = lovely!) and &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/keOsp45UruY"&gt;C&lt;/a&gt; (playing in the SNOW!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone has done that and I want to join the crowd so baad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, Youtube videos has been prettier with the HD quality (720p and *yikes* 1080p!). It just amazes me how quick technology can really develop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I'd love to have a video recorder, even only this cute little pumpkin right &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/products/catalog?hl=en&amp;amp;authuser=0&amp;amp;biw=1366&amp;amp;bih=643&amp;amp;q=video+camera&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;tbm=shop&amp;amp;cid=4054510232445697298&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=pNL7TYGjK4imhAfk5PD_Ag&amp;amp;ved=0CH0Q8wIwAg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. "The last resort has to be cute at the very least." Arr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/_DSC3757.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bazinga. I &lt;i&gt;can't&lt;/i&gt; make a wishlist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so in the beginning of writing this post I was just thinking about a few things I'd really like to have. Then I wrote point number one. After that I realised I don't want anything else. How lame. But for real - I'm in the moment where I am happy with everything. Oh I can use a new bike since my last one got stolen but I'm getting one in August - but apart from that I don't think I want anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even the DSLR thing is just something I need to get out of my chest and place it elsewhere - it bugs me gahh so expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this post make sense to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-7057966829867689417?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7057966829867689417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=7057966829867689417' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7057966829867689417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7057966829867689417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-attempt-in-making-wishlist.html' title='My attempt in making a wishlist'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-644402745512701090</id><published>2011-06-09T23:55:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T02:08:28.004+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when in holland'/><title type='text'>The Netherlands: the beginning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised that I haven't really told the story of how did I end up being here, in Holland. I did write a &lt;a href="http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/10/salam-pertama-dari-negeri-kincir-angin.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; mentioning a small amount of the whole thing, but it's not enough. I guess it's because the whole thing was not a proper plan in the first place. I mean, I know I've always wanted to study abroad, but to actually be offered the chance to do so - and to decide in a fairly short amount of time - was quite overwhelming. But now that I have passed a whole study year, I think it's only fair that I tell you the whole story now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was graduating from highschool in year 2009, I haven't had a solid plan. I was already thinking of applying abroad, but it wasn't that possible at that moment. I only had one Indonesian university in mind, and that is the University of Indonesia (UI for short). Why? 1. My dad and mom are the alumnus 2. My older brother goes there 3. I was too lazy to put other universities into consideration. So I aimed for the Communication major, the bachelor degree, and just like everyone else, studied my ass off for the entrance tests. I failed twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was about to give up when I heard about another program, D3 - a program lower than S1 and focuses more on the practical study than the theory. In the Netherlands, it's like hogeschool more or less. I did the entrance test, and got in. Badum tisssh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick FYI: IMHO, some (I'd really like to say 'most', but yeah) people in Indonesia has a somehow distorted view in the education field, &lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; in the D3 program. They look down on it - I know most of you probably (and honestly) are quite cynical about the program. But honest to God, I enjoyed the program. It gives you what S1 classes won't give you. All the practical classes are suited to Communication major... Ahm, ok - a tad off topic - going back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, during the first months of me studying in UI, my dad got himself a new job. As blessed as I am, and it's not like I've ever heard of this before, but, the company has a sort of an 'allocation' for one of the employee's children, to be used in educational purpose - and this is the &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; part - &lt;b&gt;to study abroad&lt;/b&gt;. They are &lt;i&gt;literally&lt;/i&gt; giving a support for the child to study in a foreign land. To me, it sounds like: "&lt;i&gt;Hey. If one of your kids want to, like, travel abroad to study or whatever, you know, for free, just ring us up.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet lord of heaven indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it wasn't too peachy for me at that moment. I was already in college - I was not sure if ditching the school after just one year is the best thing to do. Also, at that time, I was in a relationship that I actually did like, so as stupid as it might sounds now (and yes, it does), it did hold quite a part in the decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there I was. Given a chance of a lifetime, yet still not sure about the whole thing. I did not have much time to think it over - the application deadline was too soon. I didn't know what to choose. The thought of being away from my family terrifies me. Heck, at one time, I even don't want to leave because of my cats. I wasn't sure of myself - could I really make it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was too afraid of it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, people, long story short, I did what I had to do; I gave up what I have to let go; and I claim what I have to, while I still can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here I am, not regretting a single bit of what I have chosen to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I was able to choose any country I wanted. My options were of course the countries where I have relatives - Canada or the Netherlands. I chose Holland, cause, you know, hash brownies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL no, joking. Although I must say, my friends were terrified by the thought of me living here. I don't know what's the fuss is all about! This country is normal, the people are nice (well, the people I know, why would you befriend meanies) and all those negative opinions about Holland - just wash it away. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So more or less, that is the story of how I ended up here. To the formspring person: I will - &lt;i&gt;take my words&lt;/i&gt; - write another blog post about my city, Rotterdam. (Well, not really my city; I live in another city, a smaller one, but still under Rotterdam, but it's different - ahh just let me explain it in some other time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oki people, I hope you like my little story. I've also been travelling a bit since I got here - I've been to France, Belgium and Norway. I did a &lt;a href="http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/11/well-always-have-paris-and-brugge.html"&gt;photo post&lt;/a&gt; about France and Belgium, and am working on the story on the Norway one. If you don't have me on Facebook, there are some random pictures on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; since I got here. K, I think that's enough of the shameless self-promotion. I'll see you guys soon. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-644402745512701090?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/644402745512701090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=644402745512701090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/644402745512701090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/644402745512701090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/06/netherlands-beginning.html' title='The Netherlands: the beginning.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-4299135927310289634</id><published>2011-04-27T00:01:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T22:19:38.377+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Virtual present for a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It sucks big time to be so faraway from your friends, especially on their birthdays. You can't throw them a surprise, can't buy them something they would like, to buy their favourite cake, or even just to congratulate them in person, to be happy seeing them happy.&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-vFzkVWWjJo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2780988390807783400-4299135927310289634?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4299135927310289634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=4299135927310289634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4299135927310289634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4299135927310289634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-miss-buying-birthday-presents.html' title='Virtual present for a friend'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-vFzkVWWjJo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-7756723335718995332</id><published>2011-04-09T13:25:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:04:34.897+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au revoir'/><title type='text'>Melepas dan terus melepas.</title><content type='html'>Masinis meniup peluit untuk yang ketiga kalinya. Wanita dengan sepasang sepatu berhak, lelaki tanpa jaket, dan aku, dua tas di kedua bahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berlari mengejar pintu, berharap tidak ditutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terengah-engah, aku masuk. Kereta ramai. Manusia berkulit putih. Kuning. Coklat. Hitam. Warna-warni tapi tidak bersama. Bagaimana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malas bergegas ke kompartemen pertama, aku duduk di bangku kosong terdekat. Di sebelah seorang wanita Belanda. Belum sampai satu menit aku sudah menjerit bosan. Kukirim tangan kiri, menggapai ke kantung jaket sebelah kiri, menekan tombol yang terlalu kuhafal. Suara Sondre mengisi kekosongan janggal ditengah kebingaran. Dentingan piano merasuk ke kedalam gendang telinga, menuju otak yang sedang tak henti bekerja. Berpikir tentang satu hal yang tidak ingin kupikirkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namun menghantui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mendapati diriku menatap seorang wanita dengan syal hijau lumut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak penting; aku butuh distraksi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaket hitam tergeletak diatas tas besar miliknya. Dia pindahkan jaketnya, meraih resleting tas tersebut dan mengeluarkan baju warna kulit. lalu topi abu. Lalu baju bunga. Lalu mengembalikan semua ke dalam tasnya. Pandanganku beralih ke lantai. Sepatu hitam. Aku naikkan pandanganku, mendapati sepasang tangan yang kukenal, memegang sebuah ponsel yang juga kukenal. Tertutup kursi kosong namun tidak untuk rambut pirang kotor yang mencuat. Aku kenal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memandang nanar kursi tersebut, tahu dibaliknya adalah sesosok familiar yang baru saja kutemui tiga puluh menit yang lalu. Aku tak punya tenaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku biarkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sepuluh menit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia menghampir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aku sedari tadi disana."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aku tahu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andai bisa berkata. Menjejak keluar mesin besi ini, tangannya melambai tanpa arah. Mencelos, aku lempar pandangan jauh-jauh. Birunya langit seakan menarik. Awan. Pohon. Bangunan. Rumah. Pagar. Detil-detil pemandangan yang tampak menguat, aku menerawang, mencoba mencari sesuatu dibaliknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini hanya lagu ketiga. Tapi terasa sudah lama. Mau apa, dunia terhenti barusan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-7756723335718995332?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7756723335718995332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=7756723335718995332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7756723335718995332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7756723335718995332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/04/melepas-dan-terus-melepas.html' title='Melepas dan terus melepas.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-5857171740012499200</id><published>2011-03-16T17:58:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:41:58.219+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when in holland'/><title type='text'>This blog sucks so i'm buttering things up</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at 5 pm, my cousin called up if I wanted to go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said sure, why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/5532729088/" title="DSC_4758 by tchvinkle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_4758" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5252/5532729088_b23f98b7ff.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was 17 degree celcius - a bit warm for this weird chilly March. I *geniously* just found out that in different parts of the world, the four seasons are assigned to different months. (Coming out from a person who used to live in the tropics, you must spare me. After all, it's Harvest Moon's fault where the winter ends in December!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently in the Netherlands, February is still winter time. According to that, March is supposedly included in spring season, but what's so spring about this chilly wind and the lack of sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In spite of all the things I mentioned, it was a rare warm day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/5532730438/" title="DSC_4771 by tchvinkle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_4771" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5300/5532730438_2f184661d6.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the restaurants are closed, but not this one we went to. It's called 'Maribu Beach' (get that? 'Malibu'?). They were even open all winter from 9 to 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/5532730730/" title="DSC_4772 by tchvinkle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_4772" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5139/5532730730_5ccdea412d.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/5532149599/" title="DSC_4778 by tchvinkle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_4778" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5292/5532149599_0ff7e8927b.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..and of course I had to take a picture of this little critter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/5532152771/" title="DSC_4814 by tchvinkle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_4814" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5219/5532152771_cbee907a6f.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach was huge (and empty).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/5532155059/" title="DSC_4867 copy by tchvinkle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_4867 copy" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5011/5532155059_3c2ccfe39e.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tchvinkle/5532146589/" title="DSC_4761 by tchvinkle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_4761" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5218/5532146589_b94118b297.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.s. I never got to blog about my trip to Oslo. I am sorry but man time travels fast. maybe later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-5857171740012499200?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5857171740012499200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=5857171740012499200' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/5857171740012499200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/5857171740012499200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-blog-sucks-so-im-buttering-things.html' title='This blog sucks so i&apos;m buttering things up'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5252/5532729088_b23f98b7ff_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-2717041902210044199</id><published>2011-03-06T12:06:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T04:50:23.291+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Dear procrastinating writers:</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;How the hell do you do it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By taking a minor journalistic class, I think it's safe to say that NEVER, EVER, EVER procrastinate in writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes &lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt; it is bad enough to postpone your work, but I think a work that is related to creativity is best not to be held off. Running out of time &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;ideas is not pretty. You are sitting in front of your computer on a Sunday morning &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(oh no, this is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; not based on a real-time reference)&lt;/span&gt;, and forced to face the reality of having to hand in a paper tomorrow when all you have is a blank page. Horror. I'm not saying it's impossible though, it's just gonna juice your brain so hard it's gonna shrink. No, I'm kidding. But really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So again, as I had previously ranted on my &lt;a href="http://motchfotch.tumblr.com/post/3495096952/do-writers-stack-up-a-lot-of-drafts"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt; a week ago or so, I don't get how writers survive. I mean, do they? Or, it might be not that terrible for some writers out there that are blessed with the ability to organise* their time very well. Otherwise i can't imagine how unnerving it is for a writer to have this awful behaviour I somehow manage to keep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, 'tis good short break. Gotta shift back to my blank page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*p.s. for you grammarnazis: I chose 'organise' because 1. I have to get used to British preferences because I believe European countries refer British English as the 'correct English' 2. it's actually and surprisingly nicer, the sentences got sleeker. An exception is I still cannot let go and use the word 'practise'.&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/2780988390807783400-2717041902210044199?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2717041902210044199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=2717041902210044199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2717041902210044199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2717041902210044199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/03/deadline.html' title='Dear procrastinating writers:'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-1950312003123236803</id><published>2011-01-30T23:38:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T16:34:47.943+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>yes, i don't write that much.</title><content type='html'>on the other hand, believe me; i really wanted to.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;micro-blogging is the absolute toxic. now i realize why i never have the keenness into writing for paragraphs and paragraphs  ‒ which what i am &lt;i&gt;certainly&lt;/i&gt; missing ‒ thoughts are just too scattered around that what's left on my mind is not enough, no more than five sentences, to be fairly judging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be more even fair, i can write personal (in some degree) things, but i don't think that would be wise. (not too liberal-minded after all, eh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can hardly finish my stories! drafts! drafts! dear Goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/draftbox.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-1950312003123236803?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1950312003123236803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=1950312003123236803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1950312003123236803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1950312003123236803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/01/yes-i-dont-write-that-much.html' title='yes, i don&apos;t write that much.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-3063157726003902437</id><published>2011-01-16T18:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:02:22.021+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>The break up song</title><content type='html'>so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H2rryi6fnxc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H2rryi6fnxc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-3063157726003902437?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3063157726003902437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=3063157726003902437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3063157726003902437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3063157726003902437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2011/01/video-break-up-song.html' title='The break up song'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6680399835942074086</id><published>2010-12-05T21:42:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T20:55:57.249+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts/theories'/><title type='text'>Treat yourself well</title><content type='html'>Your surroundings affect you. The people, all those strangers you meet on random streets. What they do, say, wear. Quit trying to ignore people's opinions ― we all are perfectly aware on how they will always *undeniably* bring significant impacts to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to look cool, where smarter people wants to look effortlessly cool. Admit, admit, subtle cool is still cool. Sadly, coolness isn't something you can Ctrl + C and Ctrl + V (&lt;a href="http://www.kaila.pl/humor/nerd.htm"&gt;booyah!&lt;/a&gt;). But chill, there is nothing wrong with this, especially if you are really just born with the perfect 10 points of personality and appearance ― THEN you can get away with everything. But for the unfortunate rest, you've got one message in your mailbox: "&lt;b&gt;Do not try too hard&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Each person has a different perspective of seeing the world and its inhabitants, as well as having different taste, preference, likes/dislikes and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be what you want to be. As simple as it might seems, if ever you find any difficulties in doing it, the key is to &lt;i&gt;do the things that makes you happy&lt;/i&gt;. Be happy. Eat your chocolate. Visit the beach. Spend your money on shopping&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (just not too much)&lt;/span&gt;. Watch your favorite tv show. Go to a pet store. Treat yourself well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, you wouldn't wear just anybody's pair of shoes just because they look awesome. You need to find your size so that you can walk properly. And you will look fine. Even probably awesome. (It depends on how big your smile is.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-6680399835942074086?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6680399835942074086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6680399835942074086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6680399835942074086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6680399835942074086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/12/treat-yourself-well.html' title='Treat yourself well'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6602579347818428117</id><published>2010-11-09T21:18:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T04:48:06.141+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>The writing story</title><content type='html'>i am the kind of person who likes to write. i literally like to write on papers, and while we are on that subject, i am also crazy about stationery. i like my writings neat, i am almost always the secretary of every organisation i am in. that brings me to writing in the cyber world. sharing things is not really my number one reason to blog ― it is the writing process, and then seeing the result i produce. it is also nice to keep stories, as human tends to forget one thing after another, let alone details. i don't like losing things, so i have been trying to 'save' them, both by writings or photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i write on my blog. twitter. tumblr. facebook. the stories of my life are scattered all over these personal sites, i myself cannot keep a good track of 'em. some people might prefer keeping stuff to themselves, while i just like the idea of pouring the words that are flocking around, taking the most of the space in my brain into somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been a person with big interests upon many things. i cannot seem to set my mind to one thing! i have been greedy, wanting to do this, and this, and that, and that, it seems to be never-ending. i have never been good in one firm subject. that is why i sometimes get envious, seeing someone so passionate about (and obviously talented in) something ― something simple like doing musical things, taking photography major, drawing or making artsy pieces. sometimes i figure myself as a very untalented person. i have no real talent that i can focus to. i have no identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"just another girl, meh, nothing special about her."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537652540907529522" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/TNmxpW5VJTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/qZ0eAZSRT_8/s320/l34656f9f0000_1_15236.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 251px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at the same time, this annoying personality also gives me a little advantage. putting interests into a lot of things has given me the opportunity of having a broad view. taking a little bit from this, and a little bit from that. i will always have at least one thing in common with someone, whether that is a sport, favorite TV show, the latest fashion item, or just plain computer talk (yes, i love me some geeky side).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a talk about Flight of the Conchords, perhaps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-6602579347818428117?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6602579347818428117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6602579347818428117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6602579347818428117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6602579347818428117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/11/writing-story.html' title='The writing story'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/TNmxpW5VJTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/qZ0eAZSRT_8/s72-c/l34656f9f0000_1_15236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-3035880882346828434</id><published>2010-10-31T21:57:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T20:54:13.357+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>We'll always have paris (..and brussel.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2664.gif" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2386a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;recent trip to paris, france and brugge &amp;amp; brussel, belgium. enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;france&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2762.gif" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belgium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2328.gif" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-3035880882346828434?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3035880882346828434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=3035880882346828434' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3035880882346828434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3035880882346828434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/11/well-always-have-paris-and-brugge.html' title='We&apos;ll always have paris (..and brussel.)'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6352193751765359815</id><published>2010-10-27T15:35:00.022+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T02:34:23.783+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when in holland'/><title type='text'>Salam pertama dari negeri kincir angin.</title><content type='html'>hello blogheads. finally, got the time (and the slight passion) to blog something up :).&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, for a not so permanent term, i am currently living in a country that goes by the name The Netherlands*. chose this relatively tiny country because i have relatives living here. also, being in Europe, a lot of countries are a few hours away!! *shrieks in excitement*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahem, k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been good, but pretty much far from easy. what i have been doing might actually best described as 'struggling' ― almost everything feels like a burden, figuratively in every meaning. wouldn't go into much detail for now, but been living here for two good months and haven't been able to spare time to blog? you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of the time i've been practically hard to reach. i tweet, i ping, i share things, but for one-to-one talks, i haven't been really a cupcake. things can be so frustrating that you get stirred-crazy easily. culture shock is no mystery, let alone the homesickness. at times, these things will really get on your nerves, therefore: what to do? who to blame? however tough you may feel, expect whiny babycry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking about myself, right now ―at this very second―, i long to be at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"now how do you heal?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;i have got myself the nicest, sweetest medicine anyone could get in the entire world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2QBv6eVJ7s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2QBv6eVJ7s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;right&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9wFEQtczv8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9wFEQtczv8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friends made me two videos (plus another one, actually, but unpublished). the first one is a photo compilation of my friends and i. the second video is two of my friends singing along to a song. it makes me feel like i was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'm happy with what i'm doing and where i'm standing, never truer than that. but if i could just wish for one thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having them with me here would be perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(which is fairly impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but just the thought of it might comfort me for awhile.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;(*also known by "Holland", but the term actually refers to the area of two Western coastal provinces of the Netherlands that is North and South Holland. so the good term is The Netherlands. alias belande si tukang jajah. hehehehe thanks for reading anyw.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-6352193751765359815?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6352193751765359815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6352193751765359815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6352193751765359815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6352193751765359815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/10/salam-pertama-dari-negeri-kincir-angin.html' title='Salam pertama dari negeri kincir angin.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-584993980577809771</id><published>2010-10-20T11:21:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T01:07:04.548+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au revoir'/><title type='text'>A draft, august 17th / finish what you've started</title><content type='html'>what's silly? the world is. the current world we're living in, the life we all are going through, second by second. i told you once not to do it, even when it's the right thing to do. i thought i made it pretty clear that i would prefer to leave you in sadness, not in hatred. hate to admit, you've pulled out an act that needs a whole lot of effort to be done. a gleeful success! great, great achievement, and i will endlessly thank the hell out of you for it, even by the time when we all will forget about this tiny matter. tiny. yes, it helps. but sadly no, i'm not happy. yet after all, whatever you're trying to do, this six-months-length version of you will stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-584993980577809771?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/584993980577809771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=584993980577809771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/584993980577809771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/584993980577809771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/10/draft-from-august-17th-had-to-finish.html' title='A draft, august 17th / finish what you&apos;ve started'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-2699897611739929302</id><published>2010-08-23T17:29:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:31:23.131+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Micro-blogging versus real blogging</title><content type='html'>lately i've been having several discussions with a &lt;a href="http://monoplane.wordpress.com/"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; about microblogging, specifically Twitter. it started out when i tweeted about the massive, humongous urge (alright, a bit of exaggeration) of deleting my current account. not because i don't want to tweet anymore, but because i don't want to read any tweet anymore. sometimes reading stuff that aren't meant for us are just pointless.. ignorance is still bliss. since everyone will always got something to say (or tweet), it's kind of hard to control your timeline, especially if you're one of the people who just don't have the heart to unfollow your friends.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"I read too much into people's social traits. I got vexed easily just by looking at my timeline. I kinda feel you @tchvinkle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 'fed up' feeling, desperate to shake off everything that is a nuisance to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;twitter is a microblogging social network service, and by microblogging, it should mean 'a shorter, more practical way to blog'. sadly, by the post limit of 140 characters, people are being forced to press down their writings (total bummer!). on a side note: for bloggers who tweet, they should've realized by now that the appreciation given from the readers is blatantly reduced. solely because twitter is just too packed, and a tweet is too 'micro' to be cared about. one of the reason i blog is to store in the stories of my life, and be able to relive them up once in a while. such a shame to throw memories away, and a tweet just ain't got the space for 'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; close to shutting my account down. but then again, i like reading funny tweets, and twitter is so instant that you can catch on what the world is sayin' just by looking on your timeline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after all, i still love to tweet. tweet tweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to close up this post, i'm adding few paragraphs from Mr. Paul Carr's blog &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/tcrn.ch/dnOEJ8"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"..but they at least required the writer to take the time to process the events of their life, and the attendant emotions they generated – before putting finger to keyboard. The result, in many cases, was a detailed archive of events and memories that they can look back on now and say “that was how I was then”.&lt;br /&gt;"And then along came micro-blogging – and, with a finite amount of time and effort available, the blog generation turned into the Twitter generation. A million blogs withered and died as their authors stopped taking the time to process their thoughts and switched instead to simply copying and pasting them into the world, 140 meaningless characters at a time. The result: a whole lot of sound and mundanity, signifying nothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-2699897611739929302?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2699897611739929302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=2699897611739929302' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2699897611739929302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2699897611739929302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/08/micro-blogging-versus-blogging.html' title='Micro-blogging versus real blogging'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6993417020022633652</id><published>2010-06-30T03:23:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T02:44:15.650+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au revoir'/><title type='text'>an end to something that could never last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/Untitled-Scanned-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/Untitled-Scanned-14.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Pokoknya intinya, kalo mau pacaran tetapi memiliki banyak perbedaan, lebih baik dipikir 1.000x. Dari pada udah terlanjur sayang tapi harus kepisah karena perbedaan :( "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;("the point is, if you're going to have a relationship with major differences (nationality, religion, etc).. you better think about it 1000 times. because the worst you could get is no matter how beautiful the relationship is, you have to end it. sooner or later.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally the harshest truth i have to face, the hardest moment i have to get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's so silly. sometimes it pushes you to move on from something that meant the world to you,&lt;br /&gt;the only thing you want to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;never in a thousand years i imagine, having to let go someone so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2780988390807783400-6993417020022633652?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6993417020022633652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6993417020022633652' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6993417020022633652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6993417020022633652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/06/end-to-something-that-could-never-last.html' title='an end to something that could never last.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-2622750362141601330</id><published>2010-06-16T09:45:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:09:50.971+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>what's been up:</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_8498.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_8246.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_8332.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_8396.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;got a new curtain (with such irresistable, lovely color)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;had a satisfying ITP-TOEFL score&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;found the excitement back in photography&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;a cute so-called photoshoot of my kitten, Boncu, with the dude below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_6788edit2.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...my favorite photo since me and you become us. very well-describing on how goofy you've always been,&lt;br /&gt;and how happy i am.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-2622750362141601330?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2622750362141601330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=2622750362141601330' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2622750362141601330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2622750362141601330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-been-up.html' title='what&apos;s been up:'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-8904614132394456721</id><published>2010-05-18T05:24:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:10:48.032+01:00</updated><title type='text'>oooh Godness.</title><content type='html'>HOW I MISS BLOGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not there's not much to blog about; actually, there's TOO much to. but since i got twitter, tumblr, blackberry on hand, and a broken laptop... oh, you know.&lt;br /&gt;there's always this cycle where i will eventually leave blog in some point, for some time.&lt;br /&gt;but then, here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is pretty much, well, 'good'. when you substract the good times by the bad ones, it still leaves some on the good side, so it's practically good :) since my last post (4 months ago FOR GOD'S SAKE?!), many friggin' stuffs happened, too many that i don't know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;well, i think it would be less interesting for you to read what i've had gone through, so whaddaya say about a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fresh start&lt;/span&gt;? i'll be updating this blog frequently again like before. posting up recent photos before you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, hi fingertapdance. i'm ready to write again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-8904614132394456721?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8904614132394456721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=8904614132394456721' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/8904614132394456721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/8904614132394456721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/05/oooooooooooooooh-godness.html' title='oooh Godness.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-1771667570223014537</id><published>2010-01-03T20:52:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T08:19:50.542+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts/theories'/><title type='text'>another thoughtful dawn.</title><content type='html'>hello, back to the thoughtful me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another dawn. another question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what would you feel to know that you have such limited time to spend around your loveones?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not talking about some serious illness which is going to take away my life, no, unfortunately my life isn't quite that dramatic, supposedly...&lt;br /&gt;it's when you have to leave your current life for another. a probably better one, the one that will guarantee you another kind of happiness. but sacrificing everything you've got here and step out of your comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of it is deadly terrifying. it kills to imagine, to realize that by the clock ticks, the time left is getting shorter and suddenly become very precious. you'd want to grace every second you have, but the sadness is haunting you. so haunting that you don't want to do anything but to weep and mourn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you gotta be strong, knowing that this is — i repeatedly always say — a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;once-in-a-lifetime opportunity&lt;/span&gt; that WILL NEVER come twice. the 'take it or leave it' kind. this has been a lifetime dream; to go outside from your tiny binding shell and taste the other side of the world on your own. to have the chance of improving yourself like you've always wanted. to just simply have a different, better life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only hesitation left is, leaving friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...after all the tears, i'm always back. standing tall and looking eagerly only on the bright sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, having someone new to —err how do we say it?— love, at this time might seem wrong. but when friends couldn't help, and so does family, a closer kind of friend will do. the one that could cheer you up like no one, the feeling of having someone special and back at being special. this blessed kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up until now i feel nothing but thankful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"who could ever stop you on pursuing your own happiness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-1771667570223014537?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1771667570223014537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=1771667570223014537' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1771667570223014537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1771667570223014537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-thoughtful-dawn.html' title='another thoughtful dawn.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-7074209015183121867</id><published>2009-12-06T14:33:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T09:55:08.622+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts/theories'/><title type='text'>waiting and taking chances</title><content type='html'>hi. i've got lots on my mind, and to spill such large amount of babbles on twitter won't do.&lt;br /&gt;so here goes. blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what would you do if you got the chance to grow a love which will never work?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not talking about the compatibility, nor about LDR. let's just say....if neither one of us could change, there will never be any 'us'. (don't guess - just keep it in your mind.)&lt;br /&gt;this person... i'd rather say it by the term "curious". the whole package maybe. though i can't say i know him well, so far there's nothing he does that could put out this curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna say anything too lovey-dovey, though.&lt;br /&gt;but this feeling isn't supposed to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me myself, got a motto from Feist's song "Tout Doucement" that reads,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N'allez jamais trop vite,&lt;br /&gt;Vous avez tout le temps.&lt;/blockquote&gt;which means, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Never go too fast, you have all the time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a wise quote. yes people; you have all the time in the world, there's no need to rush it,  good things come for those who wait.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what if&lt;/span&gt; opportunity won't wait?&lt;br /&gt;what if you wait so that things will cool down, but for too long that you missed it?&lt;br /&gt;what if it has been lying there, unrevealed? what if you actually had to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chase&lt;/span&gt; it?&lt;br /&gt;what if you lost the once-in-a-lifetime chance that will never come around for the second time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point i would love to be a straightforward person. i would like everyone to be straightforward people. so that we say straightforwardly about how we feel, what's on our mind, and what's we're too afraid to tell. so that nothing will be left unsaid. so no opportunities nor chances will be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-7074209015183121867?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7074209015183121867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=7074209015183121867' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7074209015183121867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7074209015183121867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi.html' title='waiting and taking chances'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6793722242276117406</id><published>2009-11-26T18:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T04:05:59.034+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a tad update</title><content type='html'>just a short update asking for how's you guys doing? Blogspot has been down for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm nothing particularly important has happened to me anyway.. just had a very very vacant college week, only attended 2 classes from 6, insaanityyy. earlier today, went around margonda to "ngamen" for fun! there was six of us, very tiring but whattan experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year in the next month. honestly this makes me want to curse out every swearing words because WTF?! 2010?? has it been this long? why does time fly so quickly? i don't wanna waste my college life that quick, slow down Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...seriously i ran out of things to type. i think it's bad to try posting a blog when you really ain't got anything worthy enough to share, but i feel like typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think of it, i think i've blogged for a bit long. March 2008 (on the Shortminded blog). and as time goes, my blogging purpose has been changing a lot. first time, Blog is a place to spill anything that i want to write. then it changed to be a comment-collector blog (yes i was in that phase; 20-40 comments per post), and now it crumbles back to the first one. i don't think anyone is bothered enough to leave a comment, since there is nothing fancy enough to be conversationed about :p but here i am typing aimlessly and i don't really know if anyone still reads this by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this has been more like a diary to me – with or without the comments. few years from now, i'll read back my old posts and have a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-6793722242276117406?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6793722242276117406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6793722242276117406' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6793722242276117406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6793722242276117406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-ho.html' title='a tad update'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6253930450352188078</id><published>2009-11-07T16:13:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T22:39:39.640+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts/shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>day &amp; night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know, you should blog while you're on fire. But don't post it rightaway, save it in the drafts. One or two hours later, open it &amp;amp; re-read the whole stuffs. Perfect the story. Then if already sure, publish the post.&lt;br /&gt;(your way of telling stories will be different depends on the time. for instance, if something wonderful happen, your story would be rather overjoyed. but when you cool down, you give your brain time to work &amp;amp; will add a new perspective to your story.&lt;br /&gt;this is only a small tip so that our posts won't be too retarded for anywho to read!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;safari &lt;/span&gt;with my big big family! i was literally thrilled to death seeing that lot of animals. every animal is gorgeous in their own ways(pardon this certain kind of weakness; i don't know how to stop! all animals are cute!), so i took a hell lot of pictures of them! oooh i love animals &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1217edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1217edit.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1397edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1397edit.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mhee! I WANT YOU! :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1746edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1746edit.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1081edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1081edit.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soulnation&lt;/span&gt;. should've watched both days, but i ended up only watching the Friday one. saw RAN, Arrested Development, &amp;amp; Tangga. got a free ticket of The Ting Tings, but at that time it was already half past the starting hour and the entrance queue is still crazy, so i solely sold the ticket, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;RAN was great lyk usual. Arrested Development was amazing. Tangga was very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;overall, soulnation day one was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1982edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_1982edit.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2092edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2092edit.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2142.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2018edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2018edit.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a fucken' big side note. I MET &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMESH&lt;/span&gt;! yes, that handyysome omesh of Extravaganza.&lt;br /&gt;my friend (&lt;a href="http://omeshforlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candle&lt;/a&gt;) &amp;amp; i happen to "chat" with him occasionally via twitter, and for the love of God, he recognized me! my brain danced. he is a very, very friendly man. i idolize you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2016edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_2016edit1.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2780988390807783400-6253930450352188078?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6253930450352188078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6253930450352188078' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6253930450352188078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6253930450352188078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-night.html' title='day &amp; night'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-7778243214708378027</id><published>2009-11-01T14:58:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T04:07:46.136+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts/theories'/><title type='text'>i feel so lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i684.photobucket.com/albums/vv206/daiseybitton/DSC_0663edit.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world seems to be crowded, but my lungs are empty. it screams every time my eyelashes bat. this brain has stopped analyzing the surroundings, my eyes has lost focus on what's visible. the clock is ticking and yet i don't feel any better. tears trickle down for no certain reason. what is this feeling? i know i don't need any distractions. friends couldn't help, and so does chocolates. strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot to do, a lot to think, life goes on &amp;amp; i have to continue on living it the way it's supposed to be. but i'm just lonely. can't say i'm sad, but can't say i'm happy either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what do i do now? :(&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/2780988390807783400-7778243214708378027?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7778243214708378027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=7778243214708378027' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7778243214708378027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7778243214708378027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-so-lonely.html' title='i feel so lonely'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-3630703131199878349</id><published>2009-10-29T18:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T03:35:22.139+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><title type='text'>hobbies: camera, music, social networking</title><content type='html'>Hi! This is me typing from my mobile phone. Feel like posting my babbles so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional info to my previous post: &lt;b&gt;Yes, I finally bought a DSLR camera.&lt;/b&gt; Bought from a friend with a vewwy vewwy fwiendly price, it's &lt;i&gt;Nikon D70s&lt;/i&gt;. An old one (I think), they doesn't sell the new ones anymore. I'm happy beyond words! Not really exaggarating anything here, because I already wanted one since....I was on the tenth grade? It's been my passion.&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't came from a too wealthy fam, my parents didn't just pop the money out of their wallets and buy me one. I got this one with my savings, then my parents add some. The happiness is too exhilarating! The word "Finally" came out too often : D still learning tho, so anyone with Nikons, pretty please kindly share some tips and tricks if any ☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more exciting is, &lt;b&gt;Java Soulnation&lt;/b&gt;! Gonna watch both days. I'm aiming for Arrested Development and Musiq Soulchild (plus Soulvibe, RAN, Aditya and the else). I really enjoy music festivals! Plus I'm gonna be with my highschool mates, so there would be too much fun! Happy happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I see, nowadays many people left their blogs for Twitter. Maybe for its simpleness, for its handyness, maybe just for the trend. But I will never replace my Blog with twitter! It's like replacing rice with bread (esp. for Indonesians :P); you will not starve, but you're not full either! So I'll keep on blogging while twitting (and plurking, on the very side of it). Whatcha think about ur Blog &amp;amp; Twitter, readers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now it's past midnight and I hafta sleep. See ya on the next post (which will be photo-reports from Soulnation)! Xoxoxox ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-3630703131199878349?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3630703131199878349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=3630703131199878349' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3630703131199878349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3630703131199878349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/10/hobbies-camera-music-social-networking.html' title='hobbies: camera, music, social networking'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6543439692261764133</id><published>2009-09-25T11:34:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T03:37:03.967+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day by day'/><title type='text'>what to write?</title><content type='html'>isn't it nice, writing on a blank page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had a wonderful holiday week that is going to end in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Bandung for a refreshment with my family for three days. honestly it's just like hopping from one restaurant to another, because we didn't shop at all or do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;the most memorable place is the one named "Stone Cafe". it's at Dago Pakar if i'm not mistaken. the place is very, very, very interesting, nature-atmosphered and very comfy. when i was there, the currently-playing cafe band is too good! songs are nice and proper. fully recommended &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at last, the 3-year obsession of me and my friends has been fufilled. we finally did a photoshoot in an 'ilalang' field!! &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(yes; that has been our obsession since we were on the tenth grade.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabila, ratri, uput, me and enad had a blast on the photoshoot. some good photos really made us happy (since we're amateurs : P), and i don't know why but i felt sooo undescribably satisfied, seeing the scenery i've been wanting to take pictures at, and being with the ultimate great friends. the whole photoshoot is pretty painful (either according to the sun or the wounds on our uncovered legs), but we are very, very happy. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will update the photos in another post, and (finally) on my deviantart account!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing on my mind is: how would you like me to fill this blog up?&lt;br /&gt;with daily stories? only photos? some recent happening topics to be discussed on?&lt;br /&gt;or should i not ask for your opinion and just write what i wanted to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. happy belated Idul Fitri everyone! see you next year, Ramadhan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NONCHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/v7upua.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-6543439692261764133?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6543439692261764133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6543439692261764133' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6543439692261764133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6543439692261764133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-to-write.html' title='what to write?'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/v7upua_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-953989423449427642</id><published>2009-09-06T17:05:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T02:35:14.233+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>full week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i30.tinypic.com/35n0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/35n0803.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i25.tinypic.com/909dhs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/909dhs.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i29.tinypic.com/2l2wy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i29.tinypic.com/2l2wy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2l2wy1.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-953989423449427642?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/953989423449427642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=953989423449427642' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/953989423449427642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/953989423449427642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-week.html' title='full week'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/35n0803_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-7156394963485822239</id><published>2009-08-23T19:09:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T02:32:25.075+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts/shows'/><title type='text'>AAR concert</title><content type='html'>hi sunshines! it's just another quick update from me.&lt;br /&gt;my parents bought me a brand new cupboard for my clothes! yippe-kay-yay! it's white and i'm totally in love with it. the existing one is too small for my clothes, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;so when the cupboard is here (prolly tomorrow), i will also have a small makeover for my room! the positions will be changed; which means i have to clean the whole room up (which is A LOT to do T_T), but i'm still excited! new things or changes really helps bringing me good mood ♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's some crappy mobile photos from the recent The All-American Rejects concert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i25.tinypic.com/2yobgpv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2yobgpv.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i30.tinypic.com/33nkvnb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/33nkvnb.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i28.tinypic.com/28btt2f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/28btt2f.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was with pitut, edel, kevin, badar and bram.&lt;br /&gt;very, very, very unfortunately, cameras aren't allowed to be brought inside. since i brought mine, they evicted the batteries until the show ends. i was sooo sad. but then, the show is really great (even though i only sang along to their singles)!&lt;br /&gt;plus, i got photos with Cathy Sharon &amp;amp; Julie Estelle, Ryan D'Masiv, and Derby Romero ♥ oh youth, we so love to fool around.&lt;br /&gt;oh we also met Marcel/Mischa Chandrawinata (me and my friend CAN'T tell the difference, although the glasses he wore is marcel's), but we ain't got the gut to approach him. he is too charming. 20 out of 10. sigh. penyesalan selalu datang belakangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i'll update the photos with the celebrities later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all friendy fellows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-7156394963485822239?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7156394963485822239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=7156394963485822239' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7156394963485822239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7156394963485822239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/08/anxiously-waiting.html' title='AAR concert'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/2yobgpv_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-4984162212318814303</id><published>2009-08-18T07:22:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:16:07.324+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>HI THERE!</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK! Gyahahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone miss me? (NO!) Ha ha well, it's truly saddening me to see my blog wilt and looks so empty like this, so I'll brighten this blog up with some of my new photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun ice skating:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i31.tinypic.com/24pjt74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/24pjt74.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i30.tinypic.com/24wf58i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/24wf58i.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heksakra's amazing race season II (yes we do have it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i29.tinypic.com/2n1uems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2n1uems.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none to do at midnight? karaoke!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.tinypic.com/123qtl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/123qtl2.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i28.tinypic.com/1z22kck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/1z22kck.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mini farewell to &lt;a href="http://twelvedecemberstories.blogspot.com/"&gt;nisa&lt;/a&gt; and iman :(: &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i28.tinypic.com/2u4kcpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2u4kcpy.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i29.tinypic.com/143ejb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/143ejb.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at luna's house with ditra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i32.tinypic.com/2hd9pae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2hd9pae.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i25.tinypic.com/2a674wk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2a674wk.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the excuses not to blog, but some of many reasons why I haven't updated for so long are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Since I'm the perfectionist kind of person, the look of my blog when it's viewed from my eeny meeny laptop (which has a very small monitor) is annoying. It's packed and uncomfortable. So the mood to write is never there.&lt;br /&gt;2. Then what about before? I used to use my IBM laptop, but recently it cannot be connected to the internet via wi fi and LAN cable. It's already too old I think. The aging factor. Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;3. College stuffs surely takes up all of my time! This one can't be complained about if you know what I mean :p&lt;br /&gt;4. I am saving up to buy a desktop computer for me me me myself! I also want to buy a new cupboard and a new AC for my bedroom which demands me to make more money (by myself fcors) and that means WORK MORE with LESS FREETIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how do you do people? Busy with your universities? Gone to somewhere new for the sake of studying (baca: kuliah diluar kota)? All excited because you just got into highschool life? Enjoying your best year (baca: kelas 2 sma) at school? Or preparing your mental for the sake of your future (baca: kelas 3 sma)?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, enjoy your life people! Because life's too short to growl and fowl and frown about your oh-so-unfair life. Look around, see what you can do to make your surroundings produces happier aura! Cheer yourself up and do what can make you and others smile. There is nothing more pleasant than a positive vibe that is coming out from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saying this because my life hasn't been that much merry-go-round either, that's why I to see happy people and I will smile with all of you altogether ♥ Have a good day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;P.S. My blogging mood is still not really here, so don't expect my next update to be up so soon :P sorry!&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/2780988390807783400-4984162212318814303?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4984162212318814303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=4984162212318814303' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4984162212318814303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4984162212318814303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/08/hai-hai-hai-hai-hai-hai.html' title='HI THERE!'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/24pjt74_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6080216009131711352</id><published>2009-07-19T18:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:13:46.195+01:00</updated><title type='text'>why this is not a hiatus:</title><content type='html'>Im not having a hiatus. Im not uninspired. Im not having the writer's block (...this is so out of context).&lt;br /&gt;Im not running out of things to share. Im not having a lousy holiday. Im not being shutted out from internet. Im not plainly bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive just figured out that I need some times to figure things out... And unfortunately, I 'cant' blog with this certain peculiar condition of mine. Im so far from posting photos nd interesting things or stories for you to read, people, even though I might happen to have them. But I will try my very best to update this blog while Im doing what I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I have to do?&lt;br /&gt;....Its all about my future. I kinda realize I dont have that much of time to keep on proscratinating what's (better) gotta be done ASAP, so... I hope i can sort the unfinished bussiness out, and then, so hopefully, I can get back blogging like usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me. Or dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I twit a lot. http:/www.twitter.com/tchvinkle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-6080216009131711352?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6080216009131711352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6080216009131711352' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6080216009131711352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6080216009131711352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-sorry.html' title='why this is not a hiatus:'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-7041554389183515049</id><published>2009-07-05T16:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:14:07.502+01:00</updated><title type='text'>update packaged in words</title><content type='html'>To break the habit of using the same blog post's template (big pictures, some paragraphs, more pictures), here i am, conducting the first trial of mobile posting. No pictures. Only words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i can now stop using my retarded spare cellphone that only allows me to text &amp;amp; call &amp;amp; use the flashlight &amp;amp; nothing else. Now i have a qwerty-keyboarded phone. Very convenient; compared to my old 3500 classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my phone credit is draining a lot more than usual. US$1 per day for &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/tchvinkle"&gt;twit&lt;/a&gt;ting &amp;amp; browsing &amp;amp; IMing! Boo hoo :&amp;lt; (but who can stop using the internet connection when you've got nothing to do or when you're just lying on the bed? Not me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....okay i ran out of things to write. I might update this post soon, as it lacks of words and may make it look very unnapealing to anyone who happens to read this stuff... (this is just a trial-post i swear.) Good morning/afternoon/evening/night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-7041554389183515049?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7041554389183515049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=7041554389183515049' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7041554389183515049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7041554389183515049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/07/words-words-words.html' title='update packaged in words'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-6660554953551274232</id><published>2009-06-26T18:20:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T02:40:03.886+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts/shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>sheila on 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/eoxzk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/eoxzk.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i41.tinypic.com/qxrs6a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/qxrs6a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i44.tinypic.com/350ut76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/350ut76.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/sheilaon7"&gt;sheila on 7&lt;/a&gt; on my school's prom night. i swear that this band is one of my total favorite Indonesian band/musician, ever. ever, ever, ever.&lt;br /&gt;my favorite song is Khaylila's Song, which is not too famous among everyone, so they didn't sang that song. they sang about, what, 15 songs? dari JAP sampai Mudah Saja, semua rata dibawain. ada yang cuman sepenggal-sepenggal, jadi rada kayak medley. i sing along to every song! tapi ada satu lagu yang nggak tau. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2nb90f7.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i kno i look ugle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the whole night was.... half fun, half saddening. i blame the perfect balance and the harmony of the world. it was a fun fun night, especially when i got eross' guitar pick! but then, something happened and i lost it. booo hoooo! imagine how sad i am now! :(&lt;br /&gt;and some of my friends even had the chance to take a photo with the band. talk about damping the already-damp mood... but it's kinda okay now, because i just talked with the band via twitter. all hail the internet! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. isn't duta one handsome married man??&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/2780988390807783400-6660554953551274232?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6660554953551274232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=6660554953551274232' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6660554953551274232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/6660554953551274232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/06/sheila-on-7.html' title='sheila on 7'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/eoxzk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-2106245147924988448</id><published>2009-06-17T09:42:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T03:36:37.468+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day by day'/><title type='text'>i graduated!</title><content type='html'>i graaaduuuuaaaaaattteeeeeeeddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. what a big relief. and 100%! ALL of my high school friends actually graduated!&lt;br /&gt;when i heard about the 100%, i wondered, "what about the scores?" but then, seconds later, i was like, "ah, the heck! WE GRADUATED!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's left is the mighty graduation ceremony and the prom night. i've got my prom mate and prom dress in hand, so there's nothing left to worry about. and thousand of yayys because the guest star on the prom night is my total favorite Indonesian band. call me whatever, i don't care! So7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i've been into &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/home"&gt;blip.fm&lt;/a&gt;. so fun! they said it's like twitter, but the diff is we twit (or in this case, we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blip&lt;/span&gt;) about songs while listening to the song too. we can easily bump into people who've got the same music taste with ours. so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got new colorsplash cam photos and some others from the dispocam my brother gave me. the grainy effects are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.beykya.multiply.com/image/3/photos/6/600x600/3/000008.JPG?et=%2B9CwuMH1aqDXuk%2BfE20gVg&amp;amp;nmid=255809405"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.beykya.multiply.com/image/3/photos/6/600x600/3/000008.JPG?et=%2B9CwuMH1aqDXuk%2BfE20gVg&amp;amp;nmid=255809405" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the rest on my &lt;a href="http://beykya.multiply.com/"&gt;multiply&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i got anything interesting to share anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so.... auf wiedersehen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-2106245147924988448?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2106245147924988448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=2106245147924988448' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2106245147924988448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2106245147924988448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-graduated.html' title='i graduated!'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-4181654132518387637</id><published>2009-06-11T06:44:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T03:38:48.620+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day by day'/><title type='text'>this week</title><content type='html'>hi, ______ &lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(fill in ur name)&lt;/span&gt;! i'm just going to share a few things that's been on my mind lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does any of you love to sing? or to have karaoke-madness with your friends? if that so, then you might want to pay a visit to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;amp;postID=4181654132518387637"&gt;karaokeparty.com&lt;/a&gt;! it's where you can karaoke via online, and they even tell you your score! if you'd like to keep your scores like i do, you can make an account and add me right &lt;a href="http://www.karaokeparty.com/en/user/129027/tchvinkle"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. it's so much fun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i visited kak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cassey&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://blog.casseybunn.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and she shared another packet of actions, how nice! i dloaded it and experimented with the actions... i think i should share MY actions instead of doing this. maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i42.tinypic.com/104gemf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/104gemf.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday, i went to my friend's garage sale, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vente de garage&lt;/span&gt; at kemang. bought some film rolls and tops: grey zipper tee, white ramones tee and plain white shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are holding up the announcement of my batch's graduation result. one of my teacher said he will shave his head to bald if we passed 100%.&lt;br /&gt;i've never wished this much for a person to be bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's quite all...&lt;br /&gt;love and kisses from patd's hottest member with unbuttoned shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i39.tinypic.com/123rvnl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/123rvnl.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;source: ryan ross' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thisisryanross" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2780988390807783400-4181654132518387637?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4181654132518387637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=4181654132518387637' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4181654132518387637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4181654132518387637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-week.html' title='this week'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/104gemf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-4285821784314233079</id><published>2009-06-03T15:22:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:08:29.932+02:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been so long</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/10idpb5.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost forgot that i own a blog! ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i haven't posted anything since quite some time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. too many things happened to me when i was not in the mood for blogging. so i kinda postponed like 'i will post tomorrow... and the day after tomorrow... and the day after the day after....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Sims 3! wooo hoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i don't go to school anymore, so it's kinda 'holiday'. and holiday to me equals lazy days!! im really so lazy that all i do was to play the sims, eat,  watch telly, then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so, i'll be facing a lot of big &amp;amp; important things in the near future. on this weekend (sat&amp;amp;sun) i'll be having UMB tests, pengumuman kelulusan by june 13th, and prom on 25th or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i haven't studied for umb until now, call me crazy or whatever. im going to start studying by tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pengumuman kelulusan gives me chills! i dont want to be cocky for being not aware or scared for even a bit, but i think it's a bit silly to be really frightened by the possibility of you not graduating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i bought my prom dress today. it's actually kinda random and i didn't actually plan to buy it this soon. but im kinda pushed by the fact that some of my friends had already got theirs, either specially made or bought. mine was very..... random! it's not your typical prom dress! i feel silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. that was a quick update for me.&lt;br /&gt;i hope my blogging mood will replenish by itself soon!&lt;br /&gt;TTFN everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/prgh.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-4285821784314233079?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4285821784314233079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=4285821784314233079' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4285821784314233079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4285821784314233079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-so-long.html' title='it&apos;s been so long'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/10idpb5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-3940419298569904521</id><published>2009-05-15T02:00:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T00:56:46.566+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Heksakra's (mini) amazing race!</title><content type='html'>hello fellows! i'm not really having the enthusiastic blogging mood, but i think i have to update about what my friends and i did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my classmate is going to have to stay in bandung for a quite long time due to some itb thingy. then somehow, some of my friends ended up making a mini &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Amazing_Race"&gt;game&lt;/a&gt; for all of our social classes.&lt;br /&gt;the event name was, &lt;b&gt;The Mini Amazing Race: Tribute to Telor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really 'mini', as in the ONE DAY event's preparation. i wanted to join, but i really have the worst sense of direction, so i joined as a committee. still had the same fun though! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 pairs participated in the game. the route was: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;langsat park&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(near our school, labsky)&lt;/span&gt; -&amp;gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mayestik&lt;/span&gt;, they have to find a store named 'wahyu' and buy a lux soap there to get the next clue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;"pisces berenang di bensin, di ujung (a picture of radio, written 'dalem')"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;it's the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fish store at radio dalam&lt;/span&gt;. there, they have to find an aquarium with 4 marbles in it, and take a picture of it. then they get the next clue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;"pergilah ke.... (a stick of cheetos in the envelope)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;of course it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;citos or cilandak town square&lt;/span&gt;. they were given two timezone coins, and they have to collect 5 tickets from it. if they didn't, they got penalty for the next challenge. so it's up to the players fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;ba-dah, Road Block at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stadion GBK senayan&lt;/span&gt;. they have to roll a dice and one of them has to run around the stad as many as the numbers say. some people got SIX. worse, if they got the penalty from the previous challenge, BOTH of the pair have to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;next one is Detour at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;monas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(my post!)&lt;/span&gt;. they have to choose one of two challenges we got. either Biology or History. the biology place is nearer, while the history one requires you to get in to the monas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the biology one challenge is, we give you a list of three tree names with the series number &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(each tree has a different series number!)&lt;/span&gt;. you have to find each tree and take a picture of it. then you show us and get the next clue.&lt;br /&gt;the history one is, we give you a list of three dioramas inside the monas. find and take a picture of it. this one is easier, but it's quite far and you gotta pay to go inside &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(the money was limited, so it's up to their strategy)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clue was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2j5humf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;electronic city at scbd. the challenge was to find the price of the given code as fast as possible. then head back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆&amp;nbsp;at school. all was tired, a lot was telling their own stories. it was very exhausting, but it was really really fun! we're planning to make another one, next time will involve the whole heksakra! this is our weird way to catch up with the whole batch :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photos (UPDATED):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i41.tinypic.com/30b2ofb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="224" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/30b2ofb.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;surveying the places&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ari, me, tep, reta, badar, bibil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i39.tinypic.com/1tq8uo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="225" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/1tq8uo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;the committees all in red :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i42.tinypic.com/2ebxx13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="224" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2ebxx13.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the leftmost one is telor! look how eggy he is&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/2hn4cxh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2hn4cxh.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;@ taman langsat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/5uo7wp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/5uo7wp.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;@ toko ikan radal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i42.tinypic.com/33nu7o2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="268" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/33nu7o2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;yay monas post! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/2dgjc5w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2dgjc5w.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;me-bibil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.tinypic.com/15plgmr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/15plgmr.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i42.tinypic.com/fljcwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/fljcwo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;the whole committees and participants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, imma update more frequently, because starting from today i'm finally, literally out of school! dozens of yays and yippies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umb UI early june, means i still have to go to ssc. sigh. and i'll be gladly accompany lamuru more often in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;p.s. how do you like my new header? :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-3940419298569904521?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3940419298569904521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=3940419298569904521' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3940419298569904521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3940419298569904521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazing-race-schools-out.html' title='Heksakra&apos;s (mini) amazing race!'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/2j5humf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-1266573889244475463</id><published>2009-05-08T16:39:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T22:31:59.291+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>new wardrobe inhabitants</title><content type='html'>hi and the ho everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week passed pretty quickly. less school life, more hopping out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday:&lt;/span&gt; called in sick, went to the doctor. stayed the whole day at home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday:&lt;/span&gt; went to school, but it's too boring that some of us decided to sneak outta school &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sorry mom dad if you read this!!!! :p)&lt;/span&gt;. went to jatayu, bought some skirts. to melawai, bought a pair of gray jeans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday:&lt;/span&gt; the sneaking plan got bigger. went to senen! got few tops and many skirts for a "whowee!" price. trust me, you won't feel like spending money at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thursday:&lt;/span&gt; went to school, decided to stay. but after an hour i called my mom to pick me up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today:&lt;/span&gt; went to school, and again, decided to stay and study. but after an hour, i called my dad to pick me up. haa haa. went to his office, played minesweeper. went to tanah abang with my mom to buy some plain tees. went home. typing this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and for the things i bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.tinypic.com/2w55xyg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2w55xyg.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i44.tinypic.com/13ym077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/13ym077.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i42.tinypic.com/w1cnc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/w1cnc3.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cream blazer, light gray jeans, gray knit blazer, black tee, black sleeveless vest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;silver shirt and *best buy* grayish blue longsleeved tee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and few days ago, packages from online shops came! first one is a white top and stat necklace from kak dee (chaos shopping day) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.tinypic.com/eq5sew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/eq5sew.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second comes from someone's garage sale, a plain black skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i41.tinypic.com/axo8bq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/axo8bq.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i think i'll need to clean up my wardrobe soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the record, i was pretty much near tears when i heard kris allen is IN THE TOP THREE! but sadly allison is eliminated. she is awesome, and i thought it was danny or kris who's going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i'm drowned by tv shows lately. i've been watching project runway, australian's next top model, beauty and the geek, american idol, and friends! such good shows, never boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UAS on monday..... haven't studied a bit. maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. this is not a fashion blog. this is not a fashion post. (pesan ini didedikasikan untuk enad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-1266573889244475463?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1266573889244475463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=1266573889244475463' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1266573889244475463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1266573889244475463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-wardrobe-inhabitants.html' title='new wardrobe inhabitants'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/2w55xyg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-1476484543777887704</id><published>2009-05-04T15:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:26:04.917+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day by day'/><title type='text'>red, white, yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.tinypic.com/mr8pyv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/mr8pyv.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.tinypic.com/303dbv9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/303dbv9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are the cutest medicine i ever took. look at the yellow one! i don't know they ever color their tablets yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having crybaby as the main theme of the day, i thought i would be avoiding school for the rest of the week. but it turns out that i heal faster, and i'm ready for school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not talking about my sore throat nor my headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be a day when i look back to today, and i'll find myself laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, a laptop which is very moody to catch the wi-fi connection from my living room; sheila on 7 songs playing on the laptop and me trying to sing every lines i remember; some very loyal pillows which would never betray me and tell everyone how much tears i've been flooding them with;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;p.s. sorry for being so random..... i am rather in the lifeless mood lately (i even lost my appetite to kfc's fried chicken!), i was having some problems but i'm sure i will be through all of these. at least that's what my friend told me. thanks for reading this, anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-1476484543777887704?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1476484543777887704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=1476484543777887704' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1476484543777887704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1476484543777887704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/05/red-white-yellow.html' title='red, white, yellow'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/mr8pyv_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-2571891724624345782</id><published>2009-05-01T17:57:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:24:58.614+01:00</updated><title type='text'>things, things, happy, happy!</title><content type='html'>today, my dad, my little brother and i came to the airport to pick up my brother and the else. then we went to my aunt's house and spent some family time together.&lt;br /&gt;habis kita solat maghrib berjamaah, kita zikir, and suddenly i just had this 'pang!' moment while praying. i felt a pang of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were all watery, my cousin asked me if i'm okay, and you just know the formula: monang + attention from the others = nang. but another secs and i'm already fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've got some gifts from the netherlanders and my brother! i'm smiling like a hippo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i41.tinypic.com/345c3d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/345c3d5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaos kembaran berlima! am ster dam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i39.tinypic.com/2vn5awg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2vn5awg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cute little grey belt and a love note from kak myra! how i long to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most shocking one is..... *drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/1581gch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/1581gch.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SINGLE USE CAMERA!&lt;br /&gt;now i know what my cousins said about "pasti kamu seneng sama oleh-oleh dari mas rama,"&lt;br /&gt;and i do! i do! i am happy!! my feet are barely touching the grounds! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if it doesn't have some cool oldies effects or even the lomotic ones, it's frankly precious because it's my brother who gave it!&lt;br /&gt;the last thing he bought for me was a good novel &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(secretly it's a reward for opening his bedroom doors so that he could go home late! haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-2571891724624345782?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2571891724624345782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=2571891724624345782' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2571891724624345782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2571891724624345782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-my-dad-my-little-brother-and-i.html' title='things, things, happy, happy!'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/345c3d5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-2043227189518113603</id><published>2009-04-24T09:18:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T03:32:27.890+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au revoir'/><title type='text'>rest well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;hi guys! i'm typing from asus eee pc, testing it out to decide whether to keep it or not! yaaay! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so, i'm finished with UAN! well, the whole test itself wasn't that earth-shattering, but it was hard. especially geografi krn gue super bodoh di geo. dan ekonomi juga. yang lain alhamdulillah masih lebih bisa. yang ipa katanya susah bgt ya matematiknya? tapi semoga semuanya lulus 100% yaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;dan gue mau bercerita sedikit tentang satu hal.&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, tumben-tumbennya i was being picked up by my brother. then we picked up my little brother. it was raining. when we were singing quite loudly to the radio's song, my mom called me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Tante Ida has passed away," she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i freaked out, turned off the radio, trying to calm myself, then my mom wanted to talk to my big brother. i gave my cellphone to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;my little brother said, "ih, ngagetin deh, kirain kucing kita mati atau apa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;thing is, he doesn't know that my aunt has been sick for 3 weeks, for a disease called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarcoidosis"&gt;sarcoidosis&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;then... i feel so sad. we quickly went to our grandma's house. i was holding my tears, but when i saw my gran broke hers, i feel stupid for not crying. my aunt was a very kind person; independent but caring, role-model kind of woman. her sudden departure was shocking to all of us; it was just too fast. feels unreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;back in the days, when i heard someone's aunt has passed away, i always said i'm sorry for her, hope God bless your family, yadda yadda. but now, when i lost my very own aunt, i feel like... it's not as trivial as it seemed to be. it would be even sadder if i attended her funeral, but unfortunately i can't go; i was having uan. Netherlands is quite far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/rm5pnd.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;have a good rest, tante Ida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-2043227189518113603?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2043227189518113603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=2043227189518113603' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2043227189518113603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2043227189518113603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title='rest well.'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/rm5pnd_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-2715489808761514445</id><published>2009-04-14T16:53:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T04:45:06.087+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts/theories'/><title type='text'>obscurity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2rxdx7s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am cordially challenging everyone to interpret my writings and scrawlings. which could mean nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i, myself, might have been confused by the reason why i'm missing something. it's as if there's something wrong, when everything is just plainly right. my life's fine, my health's fine, my friends are fine, my grades are &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(hopefully)&lt;/span&gt; fine. so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, stop babbling. does this confuse you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-2715489808761514445?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2715489808761514445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=2715489808761514445' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2715489808761514445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/2715489808761514445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/04/obscurity.html' title='obscurity'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/2rxdx7s_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-4235091297812581235</id><published>2009-04-03T21:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:23:36.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>update in 26 minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;it's 2:19 am, and i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the simak ui's result, i waited until 00:00 and opened my account, and bullseye, &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(according to my own prediction)&lt;/span&gt;, i didn't pass. my heartbeat slowed down a bit, but i didn't get down even a little. emang dari awal udah ngeh gue ga bakal dapet sih, begitu selese ngerjain soalnya hahahaha. untuk yang keterima, kongratulasi! buat yg nggak, don't worry, msh ada snmptn and of course kampus2 lain. it's not like you're stuck on one univ. ganbatte everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime i got turned down on anything,&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; (even when it's really okay with me)&lt;/span&gt;, i usually take it for an excuse to have some pick-me-ups. sometimes it's spending time with friends, shop, watch some good movies, shop, grab a lot of chocolates, shop, spend the weekend with my family, and shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's very noticeable, that i heal the quickest when i shop. it's like an instant-therapy &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(except if i bought something expensive, which will cause me more stress. that's why i like to shop cheap. i am not a brand-minded person)&lt;/span&gt; for me! and i guess for all the women in the world too! i think, we'll always find some irrational excuses just to spend some money on good clothes and etcs. it's a &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(not so :p)&lt;/span&gt; guilty pleasure when you got some brand new apparels for yourself! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. a random question from me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you, or do you not, feel irritated when you ran out of money? specifically when you don't have enough money to cover up your daily &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(hedonist-tended)&lt;/span&gt; needs, misalnya untuk wildshopping atau buy expensive foods? need to know what you think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 02:45 am, and i will try to sleep. bye bye ('0')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-4235091297812581235?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4235091297812581235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=4235091297812581235' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4235091297812581235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4235091297812581235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-219-am-and-i-cant-sleep.html' title='update in 26 minutes'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-184758369643111442</id><published>2009-03-31T13:00:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:22:57.990+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lamuru'/><title type='text'>something to miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;gue kangen sama lamuru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i got nothing to do, i googled about lamuru. after looking through 15 pages, yang keluar adalah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1. 60% tentang &lt;a href="http://id.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lamuru,_Bone"&gt;kabupaten Lamuru&lt;/a&gt; di Bone, Sulawesi Selatan&lt;br /&gt;2. 30% tentang &lt;a href="http://www.gorontaloprov.go.id/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=121&amp;amp;Itemid=92"&gt;jagung Lamuru&lt;/a&gt; (what the heck?)&lt;br /&gt;3. 9% tentang Jalan Lamuru (gatau dimana)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1 biji link friendster nya Lamuru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;5.beberapa link ke video2 Lamuru di youtube&lt;br /&gt;6 beberapa link ke postingan blog orang2 yang mengandung kata 'lamuru' (termasuk blog lama gue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah yang terakhir nih yang mau gue bahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pertama gue baca &lt;a href="http://robotastic.blogspot.com/2008/05/lamuru-menguras-tenaga.html"&gt;postingan lama&lt;/a&gt; dari blognya &lt;a href="http://robotastic.blogspot.com/"&gt;sabila&lt;/a&gt;. kesan pertama: ah, parah, gue kangen.&lt;br /&gt;dan gue lanjut baca &lt;a href="http://shortminded.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html"&gt;postingan&lt;/a&gt; dari blog gue yang lama. kesan kedua: I WISH I COULD TURN BACK TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am, got stuck into i-wish-i-could-turn-back-time,-for-god-sake! kind of situation.&lt;br /&gt;padahal sebentar lagi, benar benar sebentar lagi, i am going to leave labsky, and that means to leave lamuru even further (dimana sekarang gue udah agak meninggalkan lamuru, dikarenakan harus belajar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gile ye, what a community can do to you..... drum community pula! bener-bener out of the context; untuk gue yang nggak tau apa2 tentang drum. gue yang masuk lamuru dengan pengetahuan 0% dan modal nekat asal masuk 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pun seiring waktu, komunitas ini sempet jadi satu-satunya alesan gue berangkat ke sekolah. satu-satunya alesan gue berhenti saman dan ngubur dalem2 keinginan mau jadi osis. dan rasa-rasanya, gue udah kecanduan sama rutinitas lamuru: latihan pagi buta, latihan siang terik, latihan sore capek, latihan malem larut. latihannya? kalo lagi asik, bisa lupa waktu lupa tempat. kalo lagi emosi, marah-marahin orang, disebelin anak2. adaa aja konflik saat2 sebelum tampil, deg-degan mau tampil, kesalahan2 pas tampil, rasa super puas setelah tampil. oh, dan KHUSUSNYA, yang irrepleacable adalah anak-anak lamuru yang how-can-i-not-love-you : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buat anak lamuru yang sekarang masih bisa lamuru:&lt;/span&gt; enjoy your turn, don't put it into waste.&lt;br /&gt;gue yakin, nggak semuanya bisa sekangen ini, tapi if you were as far as me, you'll do anything just to go back to the tenth grade at labsky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nih yang bikin kangen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UEHSdpTcdD8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UEHSdpTcdD8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;fyi, yang suaranya paling cempreng itu gue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s. i really-really-really appreciated those who had commented my &lt;a href="http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-thought.html"&gt;previous&lt;/a&gt; (serious-atmosphered, even though it was random) post, most of them in english. i'm so happy! thank you verry berry much!&lt;/span&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/2780988390807783400-184758369643111442?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/184758369643111442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=184758369643111442' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/184758369643111442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/184758369643111442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-to-miss.html' title='something to miss'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-8386065631606900535</id><published>2009-03-27T14:13:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:17:33.472+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts/theories'/><title type='text'>random thought</title><content type='html'>when i'm absentmindedly checking on some random blogs, and i smell a bit of a poser-way-of-blogging while reading the contents, even if she/he (generally she. it was always a she, i guess.) is my own real friend, i feel like shouting: "quit stealing great and inspiring people's styles and sticking it to yourself like you're the coolest and the hypest humankind in the world. you're doing it poorly anyway.". well you just know the poser-way-of blogging style. it's all about writing in a style that is not your original style, that you're stealing because it will look good if you use it on your blog, that is definitely cool but totally NOT you! but, when i see my own blog, too, suddenly i am getting the idea of me being a poser. i feel like, unconsciously, i revert my own blogging style to the ones whose blog i admire, such as bla bla, bla bla and bla bla (of course i'm not blabbing it out here). i feel like i've stolen some styles too. so, what do you think? are you just plainly okay with some poser-like people, or are you annoyed with them? do you have a positive way of thinking to say that they are not a poser, but just a normal trend-follower? please share your thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poser definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="pg"&gt;–noun: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  a person who poses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm mistaking it for being defined as 'a person who always follows a trendsetter'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh. and the reason for me to write on about this is just about a friend of mine who owns a blog too. i noticed that she changed her style of blogging. which is quite posering hmmm, how should i put it? well she's posering english-as-the-blog's-first-language bloggers. the words, the idioms, you just feel like "i think i've read it somewhere" when you read her posts. i kinda miss her old style of blogging..... and speaking of that, truthfully i changed my blogging style too. there is a huuuugeeee difference between my &lt;a href="http://shortminded.blogspot.com/"&gt;old blog&lt;/a&gt; with this newer one. hmm. does anyone ever prefer my old style of writing? i need some feedbacks. give me your thought. thank you, fellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get things straight before it gets any worse. so, the thing is:&lt;br /&gt;1. NOBODY is copying, poser-ing, or stealing anything in my blog nor my blogging style. NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;2. i wrote the things above in the third person point of view, so i'm just sharing my thoughts, not telling you an experience of mine nor whatever.&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm sorry for confusing you. i hope there won't be any confusion after you read this update. thank you everyone!&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/2780988390807783400-8386065631606900535?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8386065631606900535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=8386065631606900535' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/8386065631606900535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/8386065631606900535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-thought.html' title='random thought'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-638219017811070882</id><published>2009-03-20T12:34:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:02:10.608+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>me and luna's so-called future project</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2z6xb3o.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/280uzo9.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/6on7h1.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/kdtshs.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/25itbud.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2yloc4z.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hullo amigossssss! so currently i've just finished another tryout days (for the zillion times!) and it's like i barely spend more than 6 hours at school lately.... while not having tryouts, gue belajar cuman sampe jam 12, and then lanjut les (which is jarang :p) atau langsung pulang. entah kenapa sekarang2 ini pengen cepet pulang krn kerasanya capeeek terus. padahal nggak ngapa-ngapain. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then yesterday, i went to luna's house. we took some photos, berasa besoknya nggak ada tryout lagi hahaha. luna and me are having a project! yay! we called it 'Future Project' by now (because we're lacking of creativity to certify a fixed name for our project), and it involves &lt;a href="http://jellypilot.blogspot.com/"&gt;enad&lt;/a&gt; and hopefully &lt;a href="http://robotastic.blogspot.com/"&gt;sabila&lt;/a&gt; too! luna and me used to have a lotta projects, dreams, whatever you may call it, tapi semuanya selalu kandas ditengah jalan. we get excited as fast as we get bored with it. so, this time, wish us luck!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, sekarang dompet gue kosong melompong. atm gue tipis. if i were a bank, gue pasti sedang dalam keadaan bangkrut atau defisit sekarang. and i don't know how to survive these 10 last days of march. huhuhu. ada yang ulang taun kek biar bisa nraktir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, when i nearly finished writing a post, i'm always starving. ciao everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;updated:&lt;/span&gt; have i told you that i LOVE &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feist_%28singer%29"&gt;feist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? i like her voice alot! her songs are very very gurreat. some are super duper mellow love songs, sad (So Sorry) and happy (&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/28282221/b1346f54/Feist-_1234.html"&gt;1234&lt;/a&gt;) ones, some are somehow cheerful (Past In Present) and energetic (Sea Lion Woman). mm i have some of her full-album download links here: the first album &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/47530197/491e1dbf/Feist_-_Monarch__Lay_Your_Jeweled_Head_Down__1999.html"&gt;Monarch (Lay Your Jeweled Head Down)&lt;/a&gt;, remix album &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/47523353/ce97c49a/Feist_-__2006__Open_Season.html"&gt;Open Season&lt;/a&gt;, and the best one for me, the latest album &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/47520408/33c8503c/Feist_-_The_Reminder__2007_.html"&gt;The Reminder&lt;/a&gt;. i've been searching the second album (Let It Die)'s full download, but i can't find it anywhereee :( kalo ada yang punya, please do share! and i checked one of her music video today, which is super awesome. watch the video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;feist - 1234&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2kvc74OWdQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2kvc74OWdQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-638219017811070882?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/638219017811070882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=638219017811070882' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/638219017811070882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/638219017811070882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-more-free-time.html' title='me and luna&apos;s so-called future project'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/2z6xb3o_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-1124044113115310085</id><published>2009-03-12T08:18:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:22:30.191+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>update + photoshop thingies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;hello! i wanted to write something here, since i'm supposed to be studying now, but the greatest pleasure of mine is to do something i'm not supposed to do. like.... writing this instead of studying, for instance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi everyone! it's been 3 days since my last post and i'm already posting another thing. i'm having tryouts just now, but i really got the urge to go out, like anywhereee. and the movies showing up are just getting better by the day, we got &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PpLhX0cvGOM"&gt;Push&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYYCSEV-i1Y"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;/a&gt;! i always liked sophie kinsella's work, like this one and Remember Me? and i'm going to watch it tomorrow with my friends, yaaaaaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier i was visiting &lt;a href="http://blog.casseybunn.com/"&gt;cassey bunn&lt;/a&gt;'s blog, i got interested in her photoshop actions and i downloaded them. and geez, i've just found out about what action is all about! so it's extra-handy for saving tones, editing steps and everything. well. actions are kinda heavenly. then i browsed about photoshop editing tips, and i found this website: &lt;a href="http://veerle.duoh.com/"&gt;veerle.duoh.com&lt;/a&gt;. i found soo many interesting things there, from how to make vintage tones to creating shapes and buttons. have you noticed the neww link-buttons on this blog's sidebar? the contact-me links? i've just made it according to the step-by-step instructions from that blog! and now i'm thinking about improving the blog's layout. sedikit sedikit di waktu luang maybe, biar blognya ramean dikit :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i edited some photos today. this is what you get when you cross the not-so-good photos with average editing skill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/j0y6uh.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2aqond.jpg" width="300" /&gt;           &lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/345n3hi.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/euncdv.jpg" width="620" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;in the photos: luna, a cute iguana and my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then, just a short update from me. i'm starving! see you tomorrow amigos.&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/2780988390807783400-1124044113115310085?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1124044113115310085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=1124044113115310085' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1124044113115310085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/1124044113115310085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/03/interesting-things.html' title='update + photoshop thingies'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/j0y6uh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-5983239492981260921</id><published>2009-03-09T11:42:00.028+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:22:03.426+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts/shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>java jazz 2009 report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;so, after three days filling up my ears with music, the first word is: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super tiring.&lt;/span&gt; and the second word is: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super satisfying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday, 6 march 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved the show, hated the traffic. it took 2 hours to reach JHCC, i was kinda late for the special show: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mr. a to z.&lt;/span&gt; when i arrived at the exhibition hall b, it was already crowded, and my friends (noncha fitri jay) were in the middle of the crowd. i went through so many people, and when i was stuck a bit far behind my friends, ternyata ada steven sama badar not so far from me. so i joined them. jason masuk stage on-time, and for the first song he sang Make It Mine!!! i recorded it. then he continued with some beautiful songs, and suddenly i couldn’t breathe so i went to the emptier space in the back of the hall and i met mutia. in the end, he sang I’m Yours and dissapeared. i thought it was over, but then he came back and sang noncha’s fav song: No Stopping Us. and again i thought it was getting over, but he sang MY FAV SONG: BUTTERFLY!!!!!!! i was soooooo happy that i forgot to record, but i did it anyway, half song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, i didn’t watch anything else, since i was too excited and a bit exhausted. so i went home at around 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday, 7 march 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday i was disappointed twice. because of some tehnical probs, i arrived late and i missed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOULVIBE&lt;/span&gt; for the world! i was sooooo down, because i really really like soulvibe’s songs…… huh anyway i watched ecoutez with reta, only half show and i moved onto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAN&lt;/span&gt; and i met everyone else. they performed well, changed some of the arrangements, it was cool. when it was nearly finished i went out to see glenn fredly, but heck the plenary hall was already full! and i was down. because i can hear glenn singing chrisye’s song. and oh ya i can’t watch barry likumahuwa project at dji sam soe lounge because only 18+ people can enter the lounge!!!!! what an enormous let-down. and sooo i joined luna febi sunk ahtar, watched 21st night and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;roy ayers&lt;/span&gt; instead. they were uber cool. and i left at around 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 8 march 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably the BEST DAY of the java jazz marathon! i arrived there at around 5, i missed aditya and slank but it’s okay. i went to cendrawasih 1&amp;amp;2 to see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tompi&lt;/span&gt; with iman riski tep, it was sooo crowded and hot! but the thing i like is dia banyak nyanyi lagu dari albumnya yang baru, my happy life, and i like the whole album a lot! trus dia sempet nge-medley lagu2 lamanya, sooo cool and i stayed until he’s done. and then i went to assembly 2 to see&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; abdul and the coffee theory &lt;/span&gt;to see abe as the percussion section. it was great because; 1. we all sit while watching, 2. abdul’s songs are jazzy, 3. and there was David NAIF! he’s a lot entertaining the audiences with his goofy attitudes and he made the show even better! then i moved to the exhibition hall b to see maliq, but there was a band named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soil &amp;amp; pimp&lt;/span&gt; whose show not done yet. the band was from japan, and i think it was a bit strange when the band and the fans shouted “soil! soil! soil! soil!” kinda LOT and it made the crowd looked like a cult or something. buttt the music was super goooood, nempel di otak dan musisinya masing2 keren bgt mainin alat musiknya. so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maliq &lt;/span&gt;was late for an hour, but the performance FULLY PAID THE WAITING!! it was like usual: totally arrsomeeeeeeee! why awesome? 1. they come up with formal suits, and it suits them well, 2. they played great songs, 3. and as always, they changed the arrangements AND IT WAS TOO EFFING COOL! and they also featured 21st night and the organic bla bla (i forgot the name). and you know whattt the boys even DANCED the famous THRILLER DANCE! it was super duper hyper hilarious (but still cool anyway). overall for me, it was the greatest performance and i am waaaaay satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my friend and i took a picture with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ricky harun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to be forgotten, the pictures! (please do mind that my cam is NOT a DSLR or thewhat, it's just an ordinary semi-SLR canon powershot s3is, so.... the photos aren't that good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/288ctba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/23hnk7t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/jp98q1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/30bzi47.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/24y8j89.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2vt2w4y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/k1cr51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-5983239492981260921?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5983239492981260921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=5983239492981260921' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/5983239492981260921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/5983239492981260921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-after-three-days-filling-up-my-ears.html' title='java jazz 2009 report'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/288ctba_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-8773005259942298235</id><published>2009-03-02T15:19:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:21:31.859+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a little comeback</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;heeeeeeeeelllllloooooooooo world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been plainly TOO long since i really meant to write something on this blog! feels kinda forgotten? na-ah. i've just been spending most of my time working things out for my future (or as people say, college thingie), and i've just had this test, it's the almighty SIMAK UI! and guess what? i couldn't do the ips at all. and i ended up pretty bad, i think. oh well..... i guess i'll just be waiting for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet, beside the college things, i've done so much things that apparently quite put some changes into my days. what i did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 85%;"&gt;i deleted my plurk account (oh yes i did! :3).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 85%;"&gt;now i do more online shopping and it's killing my atm slowly (but hella, the pleasure is sooo mine).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 85%;"&gt;i'm starting to enjoy taking pictures again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 85%;"&gt;but still, my colorsplash is slightly ignored :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and some upcoming things for me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 85%;"&gt;i am going to have fun until mid march, because from there i'll have to study more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 85%;"&gt;i'll be needing for more money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 85%;"&gt;i'll have to clean up my wardrobe! the overloaded non-useful clothes are choking me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 85%;"&gt;3-days java jazz pass + friday's jason: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;see you there&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-8773005259942298235?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8773005259942298235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=8773005259942298235' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/8773005259942298235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/8773005259942298235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-comeback.html' title='a little comeback'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-5889884746828866738</id><published>2009-02-20T08:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:21:12.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;kenapa di saat waktu-waktu super penting yang sangat krusial demi masa depan gue kayak sekarang-sekarang ini,&lt;br /&gt;things just gets too confusing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butuh support, butuh semangat, butuh DISTRAKSI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumpah gue nggak tau harus apa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-5889884746828866738?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5889884746828866738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=5889884746828866738' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/5889884746828866738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/5889884746828866738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/02/freaking-out.html' title='freaking out'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-7920516375442353369</id><published>2009-02-10T13:51:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:20:59.389+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>let the photos talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;hello fellas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the title said, let's type no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SZLqv3Wqv0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/YrQo3Id2Cds/s1600-h/IMG_7564+edit+copy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301557819402272578" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SZLqv3Wqv0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/YrQo3Id2Cds/s400/IMG_7564+edit+copy+2.jpg" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 600px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SZGGDBbH6GI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dpWcNhNZgns/s1600-h/IMG_6958+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301165622871713890" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SZGGDBbH6GI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dpWcNhNZgns/s320/IMG_6958+edit.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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inherit;"&gt;can you guess where i've spent my super-short-refreshment-holiday with my friends? :------3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's with me now? i'm kinda stuck preparing this and thats for goddamned simak UI, aaaaaaa i'm already desperate for another getaway holidays! and wish me luck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, see you until the next post (....which is i'm really not sure when)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-7920516375442353369?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7920516375442353369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=7920516375442353369' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-888509477788281684</id><published>2009-01-13T08:57:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T10:14:52.827+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>kittykats, updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello everyone! we'll make this quick, i want to share about my kittens' updates and the blahs. to put it short, i'll make it timelined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGE - BEHAVIOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 day - me and my family were watching them all day. because it's our first babies, we want to make sure we're not missing anything just yet&lt;br /&gt;1 week - the babies' eyes should be opened by now, but not... yet. we were anxiously waiting...&lt;br /&gt;2-3 weeks - they were able to open their eyes!!! cheers and yays!&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks - they were learning how to walk, but not yet.... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(see video 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 weeks - they walk! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(see video 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks - well, actually, they RUN. they run here, there, biting, scratching things, exploring the house. wow, what a very... advanced progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68d0d2f86b40a704" 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" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e8ff0e262e3e930%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330168225%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D8DCB39B34E6828EF038B43E20E2DE9B78FEA9B.6C384E7A1F22A35D365A224FDCD9A59523BFDD21%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e8ff0e262e3e930%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOG8wX4lxtaJIpbuyGacCGQznvIw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;video 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very jolly to see my babycats wondering around hyper-energetic-ly. and their photos, photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWxYi0wR07I/AAAAAAAAAVI/MEeqEm1MeMs/s1600-h/Untitled-1+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWxYi0wR07I/AAAAAAAAAVI/MEeqEm1MeMs/s320/Untitled-1+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290701017553425330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWxayB8BK9I/AAAAAAAAAVY/5uFIpPtOYB4/s1600-h/IMG_6171+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWxayB8BK9I/AAAAAAAAAVY/5uFIpPtOYB4/s320/IMG_6171+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290703477813619666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWximtJmunI/AAAAAAAAAVg/K2TPG6-hDJQ/s1600-h/IMG_6180+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWximtJmunI/AAAAAAAAAVg/K2TPG6-hDJQ/s320/IMG_6180+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290712079347923570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWxZZBdFHpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_j1rC1nCL0A/s1600-h/IMG_6198+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWxZZBdFHpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_j1rC1nCL0A/s320/IMG_6198+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290701948675497618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWxqh-cMbRI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9V0YmRX7cM4/s1600-h/IMG_6184+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWxqh-cMbRI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9V0YmRX7cM4/s320/IMG_6184+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290720794182970642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's quite it, what about me? i'm having tryouts and keenly whispering "2 WEEKS LEFT" in every breath i'm taking. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(okay, too much. i know.)&lt;/span&gt; still, it's BALI, everyone! it's my school's trip and i'm going there with my whole lot friends and i'll be there for 4 days and i'm all excited (plus saving up to buy this and thats for the trip!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starving. i'll go grab some food. bye bye everyone!&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/2780988390807783400-888509477788281684?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1e8ff0e262e3e930&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=68d0d2f86b40a704&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/888509477788281684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=888509477788281684' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/888509477788281684'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-5278910070739462169</id><published>2009-01-05T14:19:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:18:41.193+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>hippy new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kRSi9dRo6VI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kRSi9dRo6VI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyone! how's your new year'ssssss eve? mine's fun fun fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWIjn_mJNmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vH3ZqvCyIKo/s1600-h/IMG_6117+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287828082479674978" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWIjn_mJNmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vH3ZqvCyIKo/s400/IMG_6117+edit.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 292px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue tahun baruan bareng angkatan gue di rumahnya ezra yang di cinere. walaupun dateng agak telat (jam 10 :p) karena suatu kesalahan teknis, tapi tetep zerru! sempet karaokean, ada yang main twister, banyak sekali makanan tersedia, dan pas countdownnya we launched a lot of fireworks. dan tentunya tidak seru kalau tidak diakhiri dengan.... swimming time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWIpLYG_quI/AAAAAAAAAU4/pTWvfh1JnZM/s1600-h/IMG_6146+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287834187913472738" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWIpLYG_quI/AAAAAAAAAU4/pTWvfh1JnZM/s320/IMG_6146+edit.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 223px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWIhkuU2lsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0iuaBw65Ru8/s1600-h/IMG_6157+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287825827280885442" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWIhkuU2lsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0iuaBw65Ru8/s320/IMG_6157+edit.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 230px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;◆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;because of my unlimited random boredom, i changed random things on my blog layout. and one essential thing is now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LIMIT MY LINKS!&lt;/span&gt; jadi i am no-no random linker like before, karena kebanyakan orang-orang sekarang drop message di shoutbox cuman "i linked you, link back yaaa", or "tukeran link yuk!", but they NEVER came back to my blog. ha ha, so much for exchanging links. so my friend links is left with my real friends, and those whose blog is interesting to read (according to me). so, sorry fellas, i don't do random exchange links anymore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i hid my comments a few days ago.. because i was kinda confused. kadang-kadang agak males kalo beberapa orang berlomba-lomba banyak2an comment blog, which annoys me sometimes. kesannya fungsi asli comment jadi ilang. tapi kalo dipikir-pikir lagi, sombong amat ya gue? berasa ada yang bakal baca blog gue aja, apalagi kalo commentnya gue hide, hahaha. i need your opinion nih... should i hid the comment section again or not? dengan pertimbangan penting tidaknya fungsi dari comment itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then........ guess what? my school starts at 06:30 AM. it's 30 minutes earlier than usual, which means i have to wake up 30 minutes EARLIER than usual. i've just passed the first day and i already feel like dying. it'll be hard to adapt with the new rules. let's hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda late, i have to sleep earlier than usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-5278910070739462169?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5278910070739462169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=5278910070739462169' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/5278910070739462169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/5278910070739462169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2009/01/hippy-new-year.html' title='hippy new year'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/SWIjn_mJNmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vH3ZqvCyIKo/s72-c/IMG_6117+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-7502870359175014969</id><published>2008-12-06T02:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T10:15:51.928+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>costume parade and newborn babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay. yesterday was like.... indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday morning i got up at half past four, too early for a Friday, but not for my school mates. ada tradisi, setiap jumat sekolah gue lari pagi. dan kemaren itu lari pagi terakhir gue, karena from now on we have to be more concentrated on preparation for UAS and UAN and la la la so on. then i got there a bit late, i was like running and getting the costume done. oh, dan di lari pagi terakhir angkatan gue ini, we were supposed to be cheering for it, so we're doing some circus/halloween/costume party theme. my costume isn't really a circus or halloween costume, but i referred myself as an puppeteer. dan karena ini lari terakhir, we weren't exactly running; it's like having a parade around the school's area. it's soooo fun and tiring also, but we were verrry happy! my school mates were all crazy, the costumes were really circus-y and halloween-y, some of them rented the costumes just for the day! i wish i rented myself a duck costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some photos to make sure you're imagining the right costumes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnlUQ9XAuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/V6Bz1bEKfeM/s1600-h/IMG_5044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnlUQ9XAuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/V6Bz1bEKfeM/s320/IMG_5044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276500574753719010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me, nadira, luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnlTRAgV1I/AAAAAAAAAQI/a0jfZ5vlBjU/s1600-h/IMG_5051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnlTRAgV1I/AAAAAAAAAQI/a0jfZ5vlBjU/s320/IMG_5051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276500557587044178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me, iman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnlUCM4t6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/K9g2tSDdZU8/s1600-h/IMG_5068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnlUCM4t6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/K9g2tSDdZU8/s320/IMG_5068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276500570792310690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lito, gary, me, luna, febi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we didn't study after all. then from 1 to half past 5 the yearbook committee had a meeting at dutch. then i got home, all tired. i was taking a rest, until.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a little noise from the living room. and i had a bad feeling. i went out and i saw................... a tiny clump surrounded by bloods in the middle of the living room. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crawling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouted. i went back into my room.&lt;br /&gt;then i went out again. it was really happening. my cat, uno, was giving a birth. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the tiny clump was her baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then a question popped into my head. kenapa anaknya tergeletak ditengah ruang gini sih? uno nya mana? ternyata uno ada di ruang makan. which means: dia ngelahirin sambil jalan-jalan. JALAN-JALAN. I WAS SHELL-SHOCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay. gue panik, kakak gue panik, adek gue panik, nyokap gue panik. gue nelfon tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;en gue yang ngasih uno ke gue. gue disuruh tarik napas, buang. (serius, berasa gue yang lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ngelahirin.) then i had to take care of the baby. i had to do some procedure which including a little bit slimy and bloody things. and then, an half hour after, three babylove kittens were sleeping inside a blanket. and i'm a grandma now! call me 'gran'! call me 'gran'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see my babies! and the lucky mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnwxjXlA6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/pA4lhoDFbfA/s1600-h/IMG_5103+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnwxjXlA6I/AAAAAAAAAQg/pA4lhoDFbfA/s320/IMG_5103+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276513172539638690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnzYztgnsI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KXgNXk1kWG8/s1600-h/IMG_5112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnzYztgnsI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KXgNXk1kWG8/s320/IMG_5112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276516045964746434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to bed. i was extremely exhausted, jasmani dan rohani. it was a day to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. got something to do from &lt;a href="http://classicalshadow.blogspot.com/"&gt;lynn&lt;/a&gt;, thankyou there! i'm doing it rightaway; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ten things that have made me smile this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1. first week of the month! monthly allowance! yay!&lt;br /&gt;2. i'm in a great great mood this week&lt;br /&gt;3. to realize that i may be ugly, but at least my life's way more than pretty&lt;br /&gt;4. got a new unpublished blog. fancies!&lt;br /&gt;5. to be allowed by my parents to continue studying in Netherlands :)&lt;br /&gt;6. sempet ada latihan lamuru minggu ini. and like always, i had fun with my matesss&lt;br /&gt;7. to share heart-to-heart session with my bestfriends, more freely&lt;br /&gt;8. got A LOTTA movies to watch! meteor garden full 19 episodes (call me idiot idc), greek full season 1!&lt;br /&gt;9. to understand how to react with my friends, so that i don't get the lonely feeling. it werks&lt;br /&gt;10. and the most exciting thing, of course, I HAVE THREE KITTYBABIES!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-7502870359175014969?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7502870359175014969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=7502870359175014969' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7502870359175014969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/7502870359175014969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay.html' title='costume parade and newborn babies!'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWQKC9_E_Dk/STnlUQ9XAuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/V6Bz1bEKfeM/s72-c/IMG_5044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-3644815627614251033</id><published>2008-11-20T15:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:17:35.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>short update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;short time, short update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, been blogwalking a little, got some visitors, thank you there! but i got some opinion that's been spinning around my mind a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;"why with the previous blog? i prefers that one."&lt;br /&gt;"the previous blog is way cooler than this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, babybees, so let me declare, i'm not gonna continue writing on my previous blog, &lt;a href="http://shortminded.blogspot.com/"&gt;shortminded.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. why? i already told you in the previous post. so the reason why the shortminded one is still there, soalnya sayang kalo didelete. banyak cerita-cerita lama yang masih pengen gue simpen. tapi gue pengen pindah ke blog baru. so, here i am with my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin banyak yang lebih suka blog gue yang lama, so sorry to dissapoint you guys with this less interesting blog :( but i'm trying to be more "me", so this is what i've been wanting all along, a simple blog, a simple concept and simple stories of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i really would like to hear what you think about this blog, about my previous blog, the pros and contras, whatever. comments and critics are both welcome. share your thoughts by commenting on this blog. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta sleep now, tomorrow's the last tryout day (YIPPIE!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2780988390807783400-3644815627614251033?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3644815627614251033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=3644815627614251033' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3644815627614251033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/3644815627614251033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2008/11/short-update.html' title='short update'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2780988390807783400.post-4006143070815131253</id><published>2008-11-19T11:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T00:24:30.248+01:00</updated><title type='text'>introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeee, finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi, it's me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bey&lt;/span&gt; on a new blog! n-awwww i'm so relieved that finally i could get everything done to make this blog looks perfect. well, if you're wondering why i'm starting a new blog, here's the reason! i wanted to change the image of me and my blog. why? entah kenapa, gue merasa blog gue yang shortminded itu terlalu cheerful, ceria, dan rame. bukannya gue orangnya ga rame atau apa sih, tapi somehow gue cuman pengen keep it simple biar orang ga menilai gue yang lebih-lebih dari blog gue yang heboh. eh pas ketemu taunya orangnya pendiem, cupu, jelek. kan sedih. hahahaha ga deng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have also modified my blog layout to make it look much more simpler. for the blog header, i asked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kak yudish a.k.a. monsieur monstart a.k.a. dernor&lt;/span&gt; to sketch me by photo *insert yay pose here*. the thing is called inline sketch, and it's so cool, you could see some of his sketches &lt;a href="http://www.inlinesketch.blogspot.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; oh, he's also great in many other things, check his &lt;a href="http://dernor.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt;, his &lt;a href="http://thisisdeez.blogspot.com/"&gt;bombing art&lt;/a&gt; and his &lt;a href="http://dernor.blogspot.com/"&gt;online portofolio&lt;/a&gt;. big thanks ya kak, tanpamu header ini nggak bakal jadi-jadi. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then for the template thingies, coding etc etc, big love to &lt;a href="http://www.themissingpianist.com/"&gt;babypianist&lt;/a&gt; for tons of your helps and advices, thanks a lotta lot pix! :D&lt;br /&gt;then, for everyone who would kindly change my link on their blogs, sorry for bothering you guys. please change the shortminded into this one, fingertapdance! loads of thankssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for the intro, will begin blogging soon after this friggin tryout (yikes!) days. oh yeah, and i think from now on i'll write in english as number one priority, dan baru bahasa indonesia jika diperlukan. until then, bye bye everyone! have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.s. if you don't know my previous blog, it's &lt;a href="http://shortminded.blogspot.com/"&gt;shortminded.blogspot.com&lt;/a&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/2780988390807783400-4006143070815131253?l=fingertapdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4006143070815131253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2780988390807783400&amp;postID=4006143070815131253' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4006143070815131253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2780988390807783400/posts/default/4006143070815131253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fingertapdance.blogspot.com/2008/11/introduction.html' title='introduction'/><author><name>Karina Aussie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00982597053230252104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6rtMlK2Rg/Tu1bcHxKCzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gVLM6EuUhpA/s220/IMG_8215CEC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry></feed>
