<?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-2711831072984844811</id><updated>2011-07-29T05:27:38.791+07:00</updated><title type='text'>INDEFINITE WORDS OF MIRZA</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to the World of M.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-5807438555713782126</id><published>2010-07-04T18:55:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:58:04.412+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Way Too Long</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is..&lt;br /&gt;It's been way too long since my last post, more than a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, again. It's a new and fresh start anyway. I'll blog soon then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-5807438555713782126?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/5807438555713782126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=5807438555713782126' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/5807438555713782126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/5807438555713782126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-way-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s Been Way Too Long'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-9266390669932928</id><published>2008-12-06T10:20:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:32:11.141+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Over Friends...</title><content type='html'>Not doing it anymore, Guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's some kind of a curse or sumthin going on... One of my rabbit died... Oh wait... She's just 1 month old... Then 3 of my rabbits got scabies... Some kind of a frikkin fakkin fungi kinda thing that can both infect, us and our pets (not only rabbit btw)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you guys are laughing, i know... :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a preview about scabies, got this from wikipedia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scabies&lt;/b&gt; is a highly contagious &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parasitism" title="Parasitism"&gt;ectoparasite&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skin" title="Skin"&gt;skin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Infection" title="Infection"&gt;infection&lt;/a&gt; characterized by superficial &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burrow" title="Burrow"&gt;burrows&lt;/a&gt;, intense pruritus (itching) and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secondary_infection" title="Secondary infection" class="mw-redirect"&gt;secondary infection&lt;/a&gt;. It is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Etiology" title="Etiology"&gt;caused&lt;/a&gt; by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mite" title="Mite"&gt;mite&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarcoptes_scabiei" title="Sarcoptes scabiei"&gt;Sarcoptes scabiei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. The word &lt;i&gt;scabies&lt;/i&gt; itself is derived from the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin" title="Latin"&gt;Latin&lt;/a&gt; word for "scratch" (scabere).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And if you want to see the whole fact about this, take a look at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scabies"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my deepest sad mood...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-9266390669932928?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/9266390669932928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=9266390669932928' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/9266390669932928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/9266390669932928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/12/rabbit-over-friends.html' title='Rabbit Over Friends...'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-1124307766028614039</id><published>2008-09-21T14:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:24:38.251+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Happens for a Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-1124307766028614039?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/1124307766028614039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=1124307766028614039' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/1124307766028614039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/1124307766028614039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/09/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='Everything Happens for a Reason'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-6444701607474294505</id><published>2008-07-09T11:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:09:53.745+07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Desperate need of Help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pray. pray. pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;only God can help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2711831072984844811-6444701607474294505?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/6444701607474294505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=6444701607474294505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/6444701607474294505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/6444701607474294505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-life.html' title='This is Life'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-6933332070484042161</id><published>2008-07-03T20:30:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:09:26.511+07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want to Do Is Just</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh Please. Come one. Are you freaking kidding me, Mirza?&lt;br /&gt;Please. I beg you. Start your thing.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of singing all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know. That thing.&lt;br /&gt;The thing you don't want to think about.&lt;br /&gt;The thing you don't want to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;The think you don't want to be with.&lt;br /&gt;The think you don't want to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Just wanna say that to you Mirza. Thought this might top up the eagerness of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets kick this last graduation's ass!! Shall we?&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/2711831072984844811-6933332070484042161?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/6933332070484042161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=6933332070484042161' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/6933332070484042161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/6933332070484042161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-i-want-to-do-is-just.html' title='All I Want to Do Is Just'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-4676558842319154822</id><published>2008-07-03T19:59:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:22:35.126+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Hear This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello..you Guys. It is me sgain, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. You know. Currently. I am listening, well singing most importantly, to this song called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love in This Club by Usher&lt;/span&gt;. U guys shud know this song..I know it isn't in the top chart, or I dunno Billboard 100 -you name it, anymore but I just love it. The thing is if you listen carefully to some of the lyrics (but I wanna say, All??). U might find something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know..Kinky isn't it? Well. Here are some of the ending lines. Pretty much kinky as overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tonight it's gimme a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we keep touching like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know you scared baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They don't know what we doin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's both get undressed right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep it up girl I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'ma give it to you none stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I don't care who's watchin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo-ho-how.&lt;br /&gt;The World surely is going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;How come u dont care naked in front of everybody?&lt;br /&gt;And in the club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-4676558842319154822?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/4676558842319154822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=4676558842319154822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/4676558842319154822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/4676558842319154822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-hear-this.html' title='Now Hear This'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-2333737980909430781</id><published>2008-06-16T21:53:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:01:21.260+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny.</title><content type='html'>My friend, &lt;a href="http://mayadunia.wordpress.com"&gt;Maya&lt;/a&gt;, here inspired me to post even greater, hotter, and more genius video.&lt;br /&gt;Well. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCWZ_wp4U70&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCWZ_wp4U70&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-2333737980909430781?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/2333737980909430781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=2333737980909430781' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2333737980909430781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2333737980909430781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny.html' title='Funny.'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-2774482630865667693</id><published>2008-04-15T01:08:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T01:30:57.458+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Them. Whom I Love the Most.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 6 months. Know nothing but they gave me things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 1 year old and know nothing. They start to teach me things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 5 years old only knows a birthday party held by them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blew candles then ate a piece of cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 7 years old. Got bestfriend for the 1st time invited to my very special birthday bash. I only know presents. Blew candles then ate pieces of cake. A bash that was threw by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 8 years old. Became the best student. The first time I saw that they were proud of me. Thou I knew they were always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 9 years old and asked for something called tamagotchi. I screamed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cried and they gave it to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 10 years old and got mine cut. They were standing right next to me. I screamed and I cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 11 years old. Demanding a lot. Sneakers. Playstation. Bags. Shirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I screamed and I cried. They smiled and they gave it to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 12 years old. They were there. When I got predicate as the best student. I saw that tears stream running down on their face. I knew that is the  time when they were proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 14 years old. When I graduated from my juniors. They were not there. I pissed.  That is the first time I didn't saw their tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 15, 16, and 17 when I start my independency. They were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 18 when I lived, for the first time, by my own. They were there. Packing things up. Driving all the way for more than 130 km (back then) just to ensure that their boy was okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 19 when they gently gave up their only son to live independent. They still there. Checking me up. Every minute and every second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was 20 when I got my very first-time-surprise from them. They were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am now turning 21. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They did everything but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I did nothing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So far. This is what I can only say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Papa..Mama..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Apa yang telah kalian lakukan merupakan harta yang paling berharga dari semua apa yang telah Mirza dapatkan selama ini..It is priceless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terimakasih untuk semua kasih sayang yang telah Papa dan Mama berikan dengan segenap hati yang ikhlas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terimakasih untuk keringat dan jerih payah yang Papa dan Mama selama ini curahkan dengan segenap cinta yang tulus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terimakasih atas didikan Papa dan Mama selama ini sehingga Mirza bisa menjadi seperti sekarang ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pa..Ma..Mirza akan terus berusaha menjadi anak yang bisa Mama dan Papa banggakan selalu, yang bisa Mama dan Papa andalkan kapanpun dan dimanapun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya..Allah..jagalah mereka selalu dalam lindunganMu..buatlah mereka bahagia sebagaimana mereka membahagiakanku selama ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya..Allah..jadikanlah mereka menjadi orang yang paling beruntung di dunia dan di akhirat nanti..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya..Allah..Terima kasih telah menghadirkan mereka di dunia ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-2774482630865667693?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/2774482630865667693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=2774482630865667693' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2774482630865667693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2774482630865667693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/04/them-whom-i-love-most.html' title='Them. Whom I Love the Most.'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-6276021559596330650</id><published>2008-03-29T18:25:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:30:38.021+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Somewhat &lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;lonely .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-6276021559596330650?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/6276021559596330650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=6276021559596330650' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/6276021559596330650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/6276021559596330650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel.html' title='I Feel'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-9205261045282426453</id><published>2008-03-16T14:19:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T01:13:54.340+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lay Back and Relax [?]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's Sunday afternoon. Havn't done anything productive thou I said to myself this morning when I woke up that am just gonna lay back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You knoe. Tired from all of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the routines&lt;/span&gt; lately. But aside from my everyday routine, yesterday am having such a great one-day-amusement day with my 12 other laboratory assistant. It was amazing! From breakfast to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vantage point&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. From adrenalin rush to a total relaxation. Well that's just a little preview which am gonna give u every little details about my trip so-called LPOSI Amusement -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;later&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I was saying am just gonna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lay back and relax.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No college stuffs. No heavy works and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am just gonna finish my latest book I just bought while &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lay back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's 2.26 in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Au Revoir,&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/2711831072984844811-9205261045282426453?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/9205261045282426453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=9205261045282426453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/9205261045282426453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/9205261045282426453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/03/lay-back-and-relax.html' title='Lay Back and Relax [?]'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-2797247828104650955</id><published>2008-03-11T22:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:39:16.170+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My breath smells of a thousand fags&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm drunk I dance like me Dad&lt;br /&gt;I've started to dress a bit like him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;I look like Kiss but without the make up&lt;br /&gt;And that's a good line to take it to&lt;br /&gt;The bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know and you know&lt;br /&gt;'Cos my life's a mess&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying to grow so before&lt;br /&gt;I'm old I'll confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that I'm strong you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing my song my song my song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed's full of takeaways and fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Of easy lays&lt;br /&gt;The pause button's broke on my video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is this real 'cos I feel fake&lt;br /&gt;Oprah Winfrey Rikki Lake&lt;br /&gt;Teach me things I don't need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know and you know&lt;br /&gt;'Cos my life's a mess&lt;br /&gt;And it's starting to show so before&lt;br /&gt;I'm old I'll confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that I'm strong you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing my song my song my song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I did it all again I'd be a nun&lt;br /&gt;The rain was never cold when I was young&lt;br /&gt;I'm still young we're still young&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Step inside the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know and you know&lt;br /&gt;'Cos my life's a mess&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that I'm strong you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing my song my song my song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that I'm strong you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing my song my song my song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;So take a pill to numb the pain&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;So take a pill to numb the pain&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;So take a pill to numb the pain&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to take the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song.&lt;br /&gt;The melody.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Care to Venture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-2797247828104650955?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/2797247828104650955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=2797247828104650955' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2797247828104650955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2797247828104650955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/03/current-mood.html' title='Current Mood'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-2721969279279318966</id><published>2008-03-11T10:21:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:29:06.929+07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to write like anything but it seems that this &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mind&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is blocking me for something. Something that is actually bothering me these past few days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure yet but still trying to find out &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;later&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying. &lt;br /&gt;Keep myself busy and happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-2721969279279318966?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/2721969279279318966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=2721969279279318966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2721969279279318966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2721969279279318966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-8196368749730776998</id><published>2008-01-08T08:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:26:34.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post to be Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant believe that this. My journey in Bandung. is about to be over soon. Well. At least. Am still gonna be here &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt; no more than 9 months. Haahha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Just like a woman's pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Anyway. Time is running so fast. Didnt it? I just cant help myself but thinking that my life here. That I've been thru a lot of stuff. Passing such a happy time with my friends. The surprise tradition. Massively watching movies in teather is about to be end. Soon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Just like &lt;a href="http://floresianayasmin.blogspot.com/"&gt;my nerdy friend&lt;/a&gt; said. Althou she said that this semester is about to be end. Am saying that this is about to be end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. That during this semester. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Last semester&lt;/span&gt;. There'll be lots of my friends keep themselves busy finishing their own final project. Well. Not saying that am not. But it feels like just yesterday we made a group of study to prepare our exam for Calculus. Oh for crying out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am feeling a bit sad about this when one of my friend while we were still freshman said that he cudnt be more happy that we fulfilled his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; birthday here in Bandung. ITB. Industrial engineering in a very well way. Hiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However. Am just gonna say this as you all gonna say the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my friends. My family here for about more than 3,5 years now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*What?&lt;/span&gt; I just cudnt be more thankful for that. We've been thru a lot here in happiness and sadness. In healthy and sick. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Hahha. Just like a vow in wedding&lt;/span&gt;. Well. It is. Thank you for everything you guys have given me so that I can be what I am now. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We're gonna fulfill this semester in our traditions only better. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do we not?&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/2711831072984844811-8196368749730776998?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/8196368749730776998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=8196368749730776998' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/8196368749730776998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/8196368749730776998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/01/post-to-be-thankful.html' title='A Post to be Thankful'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-576459956051058659</id><published>2008-01-02T17:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:19:34.502+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Hello to Everyone</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its' late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-576459956051058659?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/576459956051058659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=576459956051058659' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/576459956051058659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/576459956051058659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2008/01/say-hello-to-everyone.html' title='Say Hello to Everyone'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-6113514813841460644</id><published>2007-12-28T08:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T08:29:36.879+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh Out Loud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Huahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my reaction by the time I refresh my blog page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it bored about my last picture that am holding my little brother. So I think am gonna change it. With the same title, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[yang] senantiasa gembira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, then I seek thru my pictures folder and pick the right picture that in the same area with the title. Then I choose which is now becoming my headline pic. But you know what. Huahahahaha. I think that is too big. Really big and annoying. But that is fine. I guess am gonna keep it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-6113514813841460644?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/6113514813841460644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=6113514813841460644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/6113514813841460644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/6113514813841460644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2007/12/laugh-out-loud.html' title='Laugh Out Loud'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-5418937979327425350</id><published>2007-12-28T07:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T07:57:36.183+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late is Not the Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is been a while sekali nampaknya semenjak postingan terakhir mengenai &lt;em&gt;relationship or whatever&lt;/em&gt; itulah. It is not that I dont want to. It is just that I dont hav the time to write what is on my mind to this. It is been really busy last semester. Well, actually, not last semester coz it is still running *3 exams are still waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, just check my blog and. Yeeaaayyy. There are two new comments from my &lt;a href="http://floresianayasmin.blogspot.com/"&gt;ex-nerd friend&lt;/a&gt; and my &lt;a href="http://nurbanyeva.blogspot.com/"&gt;cutie-little-using-veil friend&lt;/a&gt;. Love it. Thanks thou. I, actually going to steal the idea from my second friend. That she already said thanks to her partner or commonly my friends in Industrial Engineering called as a PLO Mate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who do not know what thell is PLO?Just think about a chainsaw. Turn it on. Hang it on close to ur face. THAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLO is more like a killing machine. Who sucked our blood 'till there's nothing left behind from our bloodstream. Sounds too Hyper but it is. PLO is our class project that makes some of us cudn't be with their family. Yeeahh..for those of you who do not know. You got the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to topic. I am gladly here just want to say millions even billions of thanks to my PLO Mate whose been my partner for like 5 to 6 months. Just want to say that. We finally nailed it. Build our own factory. Again, thanks, there's nothing more I can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-5418937979327425350?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/5418937979327425350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=5418937979327425350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/5418937979327425350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/5418937979327425350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2007/12/late-is-not-word.html' title='Late is Not the Word'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-2690246595736446806</id><published>2007-11-12T08:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T08:29:50.215+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The One with The Right After</title><content type='html'>Right after I read this lame poll from my &lt;a href="http://aldud.blogspot.com"&gt;pathethic-old-not-ready-yet-for-a-relationship-friends-'s blog&lt;/a&gt;. Yeeeaaaa. I think I'm gonna give it a shot. Just for once. (I guess). Here is my result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/serious-dating.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not ready to go walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;But you may be ready in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, 'aight?&lt;a href="http://aldud.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-2690246595736446806?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/2690246595736446806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=2690246595736446806' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2690246595736446806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2690246595736446806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-with-right-after.html' title='The One with The Right After'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-5151859137009623125</id><published>2007-11-12T05:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:02:25.435+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panick Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sedikit panik. Ketika telepon genggan ini dibunyikan pada jam 5 pagi untuk menjalankan aktifitas rutin. Namun, sebagaimana biasanya butuh waktu sekitar 15 menit untuk betul-betul bangun dan ketika hal tersebut terjadi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Panik. Jam 5.15 Kota Bandung sudah sangat terang. Belum shalat Subuh. Bergegas wudhu kemudian langsung shalat. Sedikit lega dan tetap panik karena baru jam 5.27 sudah cukup terang.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131715825158532626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2ncM43-bvk/RzeEWp7TLhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cVuA_zmsiHU/s200/Image647.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bandung: 5.27 (am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-5151859137009623125?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/5151859137009623125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=5151859137009623125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/5151859137009623125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/5151859137009623125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2007/11/panick-attack.html' title='Panick Attack'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2ncM43-bvk/RzeEWp7TLhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cVuA_zmsiHU/s72-c/Image647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-2087334013598424154</id><published>2007-11-11T15:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:47:38.345+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Habis Sakit Sepahnya Gak Bisa Dibuang-buang [?]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Setelah ane utakatik blog ane menjadi sedemikian tidak-ada-perubahan-yang-signifikan rupa. Kepingin juga menulis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi begini ceritanya. Beberapa minggu lalu. Tepatnya seminggu lebih dua hari sudah saya didiagnosa mengidap penyakit Typhus. Tidak seperti Typhus yang pernah saya &lt;em&gt;idap&lt;/em&gt; sebelumnya, kali ini sedikit berbeda. Banyak sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tidak ada yang namanya menggigil ketika matahari akan terbenam. Seperti layaknya &lt;em&gt;werewolf &lt;/em&gt;gitu. Typhus biasanya menyerang &lt;em&gt;kegigilan&lt;/em&gt; pada malam hari dan yang kali ini tidak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Panas tubuh?Normal. Berasa hangat. Tapi jika diukur termometer: suhu normal. Malah dibawah normal yaitu 36.5 derajat celcius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pada hari ketiga setelah cek darah. Badan terasa sehat. Saking sehatnya aktifitas kembali dijalankan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tepar pada hari keempat dengan perut berasa mual. &lt;em&gt;Feels like Im gonna puke all day long&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Akhirnya setelah hari kedua dan ketiga berasa sehat dan menjalani aktifitas yang tidak henti pada hari keempat, diri inipun menyerah. Tak kuat menahan mualnya perut dan lemasnya tubuh. Setelah kembali cek darah ternyata hasilnya mencengangkan!Shocking!Sekitar 8 dari 10 virus Typhus hinggap dalam tubuh saya. Betul. Hinggap dengan mudah layaknya nyamuk menghinggapi kita dimanapun. Melihat hasil yang seperti itu pun akhirnya memutuskan dengan pertimbangan berbagai hal *yang mana sempat &lt;a href="mailto:m#@%?h"&gt;m#@%?h&lt;/a&gt;* untuk dirawat di rumah sakit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Parah!Hasil konsultasi dengan orang tua. Mereka menyarankan saya untuk dirawat di Jakarta. Padahal esok hari saya harus ujian. Bingung. Pusing. Sakit. Belajarpun tak tenang. Akhirnya keputusan untuk pulang dan dirawat di Jakarta. Bulat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kira-kira seminggu dirawat di Jakarta akhirnya kembali ke Bandung untuk kembali beraktifitas. Agar bisa pulang. Ketika check up terkakhir ke dokter pun datang dengan muka senang dan terlihat sehat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ternyata pilihan untuk pulang lebih awal merupakan pilihan yang...Tet...Tot...Wrong Choice!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pulang ke Bandung ternyata tidak membawa berkah. Datang-datang langsung ujian dan belajar hingga pagi. Esok harinya pun ternyata ujian yang seharusnya dilangsungkan di kampus dibatalkan dan dijadikan &lt;em&gt;Take Home Test&lt;/em&gt;. Namanya &lt;em&gt;Take Home Test.&lt;/em&gt; Tidak mungkin akan semudah kalau dilaksanakan di kampus. Alhasil ujianpun dilaksanakan kurang lebih selama 15 Jam non-stop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Terima kasih kepada teman-teman yang turut meramaikan rumah karena mengerjakan bersama. Dannu. Dipo. Achan. Nurul. Dhika. Febri. Tara. Rahmat. &lt;em&gt;We Nailed It!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ada juga ternyata yang perlu dibayar lebih dari itu. Mengingat kondisi saya yang belum 100% sembuh tapi sudah menjalankan aktifitas layaknya orang sehatpun belum tentu bisa. Kesehatan kembali menurun. Perut kembali terasa mual. Sakit. Usus Terasa Ditarik-tarik. Diagnosa seorang teman serumah, saya mengidap maag. Penyakit yang sebelumnya belum pernah saya &lt;em&gt;idap. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ummn..kenapa ya?Udah sakit tapi embel-embelnya masih banyak?Sedih?Sedikit. Karena artinya saya kembali harus istirahat. Namun. terima kasih kepada hari Sabtu dan Minggu yang memungkinkan saya untuk setidaknya beristirahat di rumah s-e-h-a-r-i-a-n. Ditinggal orang rumah untuk apa-yang-mereka-sebut-penutupan-&lt;em&gt;cashflow&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sekarang, Alhamdulillah berkat istirahat yang cukup. Badanpun terasa lebih enak. Berkat hari Sabtu dan Minggu. Walau begitu, dirumah pun tidak santai-santai &lt;em&gt;amat&lt;/em&gt;. Masih banyak ternyata tugas yang harus dikerjakan. P-L-O. Begitu kita sebutnya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Entah sampai kapan ini akan berakhir, yang jelas tidak lagi mau kecolongan seperti waktu itu dihinggapi oleh penyakit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-2087334013598424154?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/2087334013598424154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=2087334013598424154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2087334013598424154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2087334013598424154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2007/11/habis-sakit-sepahnya-gak-bisa-dibuang.html' title='Habis Sakit Sepahnya Gak Bisa Dibuang-buang [?]'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-4921996577872526676</id><published>2007-11-11T13:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:00:15.680+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teruntuk Bumi Indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seandainya saja penduduk negeri-negeri itu beriman dan bertakwa, Kami pasti melimpahkan kepada mereka berkah dari langit dan bumi. Namun, mereka mendustakan (ayat-ayat Kami) itu sehingga Kami pun menyiksa mereka akibat perbuatannya itu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QS Al-A'raf: 96&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Setidaknya terdapat sedikit pencerahan darimana datangnya musibah yang terus menghantam bumi Indonesia ini. Mari kita sama-sama saling mengingatkan untuk selalu bertakwa dan terus beriman sekaligus menjauhi segala bentuk dosa.&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/2711831072984844811-4921996577872526676?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/4921996577872526676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=4921996577872526676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/4921996577872526676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/4921996577872526676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2007/11/teruntuk-bumi-indonesia_11.html' title='Teruntuk Bumi Indonesia'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-2107309779006936532</id><published>2007-10-04T19:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:01:31.667+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Futuring the Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hua. Nampak tidak terasa saya sudah menjalani kuliah tiga tahun lebih beberapa bulan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fiuh. Rasanya baru saja kemarin memijakkan kaki di bumi kembang ini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Merasakan sejuknya udara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Merasakan sempitnya langkah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*untuk makna yang lebih baik yaitu mudahnya akses kemana-mana*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Merasa menyia-nyiakan waktu disini. Jelas. Hampir tiap waktu sekarang ini dirasakan penyesalan. Waktu berjalan bagaikan kilat, sangat tidak terasa. Antara sedih, senang dan ketawa kecil kalau melihat dan mengingat masa tingkat satu dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sedih saat mengetahui semua itu tidak mungkin untuk diulang. Sedih karena merasa akan meninggalkan teman-teman. Padahal ya, asal kalian tau pasti kita ketemu lagi, ya khan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Namanya manusia yang punya hati dan hasrat. Sedih itu biasa asal tidak berlebihan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Waktu memang tidak bisa kita hentikan yang ada kita mengabadikan waktu tersebut dengan cermat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yup, dunno what to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Awfully regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-2107309779006936532?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/2107309779006936532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=2107309779006936532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2107309779006936532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/2107309779006936532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2007/10/futuring-past.html' title='Futuring the Past'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711831072984844811.post-5729182639630019399</id><published>2007-09-30T13:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:04:45.861+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Perfectionist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kira-kira begitu kalau saya bilang siapa saya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mr Perfectionist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai untuk posting pertama butuh waktu kurang lebih sebulan dari waktu pembuatan hanya untuk bilang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Selamat Datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, Selamat Datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome.&lt;br /&gt;Bienvenida.&lt;br /&gt;Accueil.&lt;br /&gt;Boas-vindas.&lt;br /&gt;Empfang.&lt;br /&gt;Het Welkom.&lt;br /&gt;Mottakelse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711831072984844811-5729182639630019399?l=mirzaharun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/feeds/5729182639630019399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711831072984844811&amp;postID=5729182639630019399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/5729182639630019399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711831072984844811/posts/default/5729182639630019399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirzaharun.blogspot.com/2007/09/mr-perfectionist.html' title='Mr Perfectionist'/><author><name>Mirza Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14950327102108096370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
