<?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-2107645380387086736</id><updated>2012-01-25T05:52:30.530-08:00</updated><category term='motivation'/><category term='its hurt'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='memories'/><category term='poem'/><category term='crime'/><category term='loves'/><category term='family'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='real life'/><category term='broken'/><title type='text'>OPIKABU</title><subtitle type='html'>The collection of notes about meaning of the real life that i have</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-415848588063218925</id><published>2012-01-25T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T05:52:30.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fav song..</title><content type='html'>Nostalgila tb tb karena playlist memasang the sigit damn woman, memang liriknya agak keras namun nyata ahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give u money everday..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But now you walkin away like i never give u anything&lt;br /&gt;I know u see him alone everday but i dont care&lt;br /&gt;Best thing to do is to fuck her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now honey show me what u got&lt;br /&gt;Can u make me waking up all day?&lt;br /&gt;I know u to him good everday but i dont care&lt;br /&gt;Best thing to do is to fuck her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know u shakin alone all night..&lt;br /&gt;I know u to him good all night..&lt;br /&gt;I know u make me blue all night..&lt;br /&gt;I know u fuckin girl all night yeeyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now honey show me what u got&lt;br /&gt;Can u make me waking up all day?&lt;br /&gt;I know u see him alone everday but i dont care&lt;br /&gt;Best thing to do is to fuck her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know u shakin alone all night..&lt;br /&gt;I know u to him good all night..&lt;br /&gt;I know u make me blue all night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know u fuckin alone all night yeeyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know u fuckin alone all night yeeyy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-415848588063218925?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/415848588063218925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2012/01/fav-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/415848588063218925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/415848588063218925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2012/01/fav-song.html' title='Fav song..'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-5203522116802708766</id><published>2012-01-24T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:36:10.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Norak</title><content type='html'>Hal pertama yg saya katakan adalah NORAK banget sih dirimu opik..super kaget dan super takut ketika sewaktu saya lagi jalan dekat kosan saya dan hendak melewati warga yg sedang asik asiknya nongkrong pada sore hari yg penuh dengan tawa canda dan senyum di muka mereka tb tb seseorang bangkit dari duduknya dan langsung jatuh tepar kejang di tengah jalan. saya panik..namun WARGA menanggapinya biasa..seperti saya masuk di negri yg udah ga ada rasa pri kemanusiaan lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mereka hanya menonton sajalayaknya sebuah pertunjukkan topeng monyet yg lagi kejang kejang..ya betul orang itu terserang AYAN.. namun apakah hanya didiamkan kejang ditengah jalan saja seperti itu..saya teriak  PAK ITU KOK GA ADA YG PINDAHIN DIA KE DOKTER GT?? saya panik..orang orang sepertinya sudah ga peka lagi ama kejadian seperti ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesosok bapak2 datang dan menepuk punggung saya yg kondisi saat itu saya lagi panik paniknya. dan benar dia bilang tenang mas iki uwong udah sering seperti ini, mungkin nanti kalau kejangnya udah reda baru kita gotong. aissshhhh betapa dinginnya si bapak merespon kejadian itu..saya lalu bilang "tapi pak ini jalan aspal loh pak, walaupun sudah sore tapi kan panas". dan saya ternga ngaaa denger jawaban si bapak.. "ya ndak opo opo toh itung itung jadi koyo cacing kepanasan" . jegerrrrrrrrrrrr ini orang orang udah buta atau tuli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan beberapa lama kemudian kejang2 si anak muda ini berhenti perlahan..lalu ia digotong dibawa masuk ke sebuah kamar. saya pun ikut masuk mengangkat anak muda itu. dan hal kaget terakhir kalinya ialah orang sakit itu dimasukkan ke kamar lalu SI KAMAR DIGEMBOK DARI LUAR..bajingan memang..orang sakit kok dikunciin..kemana otak mereka. lalu saya beertanya "Loh pak, kok digembok dari luar pak" si bapak dengan bahasa dinginnya "BIAR BESOK PAGI AJA DIBUKAINNYA TAR UDAH SEMBUH" ...opo meneh ikiii orang...saya punya bapak seperti itu uddah saya toyor toyor..lalu saya beralih untuk pulang ke kosan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menceritakan hal itu kepada teman kosan saya, namun jawabannya sama.dingin sekali. katanya ayan bisa ada kalau sang penderita kepanasan atau banyak pikiran. dan satu cara nya ya bagus tuh dikunciin di kamar biar memaksa untuk istirahat dan berpuasa. satu hal dan gw asli malu kalo w itu NORAK banget ama hal beginian..pantes lo ga cocok pik jadi dokter..ahahha ngayal bok ngayall..hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-5203522116802708766?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/5203522116802708766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2012/01/norak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5203522116802708766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5203522116802708766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2012/01/norak.html' title='Norak'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-7299890582944662408</id><published>2012-01-21T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T15:15:36.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooo ngaco</title><content type='html'>Do you know ? Kalo kita mendapatkan apa yg selalu tidak kita inginkan bukan berarti kita lg sial atau apalah. Percaya kalo sebelum dilahirin kita udah dibuatin jalannya sama tuhan. Klo kita sedih senang bahkan kecewa , pasti ada tujuannya. Termasuk jatuh dari motor, opname 7hari lalu sehat kembali. Itu udah diatur. Selalu ada hal positiv setelah itu. Kalo kita kecelakaan tp masi diberi kesempatan hidup pasti kita bakal tau bagaimana rasanya jatoh kecelakaan dan kita bakal tau dimana celah kita harus kebut atau pelan, atau kita paham kemampuan yg dimiliki oleh kendaraan kita saat tikungan. Pelajaran kaya gitu ga akan ada pada proses pembuatan SIM. seandainya ada ,yakin setiap pengendara akan paham apakah ini berbahaya buat dirinya sendiri atau orang lain. Dan yakin kalo ada pelajaran buat ngerasaain kecelakaan ,pastinya tingkat kepadatan motor di jakarta ga bakal sebanyak ini. Terkadang pelajaran yg menyakitkan seperti itulah yg dapat membuat mata kita terbuka dan tau konsekuensinya. Seperti halnya ama masalah hati #eeaaa .. Kita kudu dan musti tau itu sebelum kita berani berbuat untuk mengatakan sayang kepada seseorang yg kita sayang. Namun banyak sekali yg belum paham, ketidak pahaman itu sama saja dengan kita harus siap ama resiko yg bakal terjadi. Siap sayang berarti siap untuk menerima kekurangan orang lain yg kita sayang. Namun ketidak siapan kadang membuat semua makin buruk. Bahkan kita menjadi budak emosi yg membuat kita hanya nurut apa yg di mau oleh emosi kita. Kadang sering melakukanhal yang bodoh tanpa kita sadari, contoh saya yg ga mampu melihat things out of the box dan akhirnya banyak banget merugikan diri saya dan orang lain. Pelajaran kali ini memang sangat berharga dan ga semua manusia bisa merasakan seperti ini. Bahkan cerita cerita sinetron pun kadang menguak pelajaran ini tp agak lebay. Dan hal utama dari pelajaran yg kita ambil adalah bagaimana cara kita agar tetap survive dalam kondisi seperti itu. Dalam theory of marketing kita mengenal theory product life cycle. Dalam kehidupan jg. Intinya kudu survive agar kita minimal bisa lanjut dan bahkan melanjutkan generasi seterusnya. Namun lagi lagi orang yg tidak berfikir out of the box selalu saja memaksakan kehendak mereka . Hal ini yg menyebabkan kecelakaan terus terjadi. Banyak yg jatoh dari motor karena ga paham cara ngerem yg benar, cara ambil tikungan yg fasih. Banyak banget dari sebuah kendaraan yg tadinya berfikir efisiensi dan aman namun malah sebaliknya. Dan alhasil jatuh, bagus ga nabrak orang lain atau istilahnya udah jatuh bawa bawa orang lain. Intinya apa?? Mesti ga nyambung kan? Sama saya jg bingung nulis apa. Mulai dari nulis tentang motor2an jatuh jatuhan kok bisa bisanya gw curhat ditengah itu, haha odong.yg penting hepi *djarum76*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-7299890582944662408?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/7299890582944662408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2012/01/cooo-ngaco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/7299890582944662408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/7299890582944662408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2012/01/cooo-ngaco.html' title='Cooo ngaco'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-6575134279140812138</id><published>2012-01-21T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T15:06:22.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello hello</title><content type='html'>Hoo teenyata dia tau jg nomor itu.. Betapa kagetnya saya, lg nyetir berjuang buat dia tp malah telfonan dgn si anu disamping saya?? Untung nanya jd saya tau , fiuh ternyata ...Tetap bejayee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-6575134279140812138?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/6575134279140812138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/6575134279140812138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/6575134279140812138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-hello.html' title='Hello hello'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-6429715118281748884</id><published>2011-12-24T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T17:54:33.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose the best one's</title><content type='html'>My hobbies give me more enough to tell who i am. bring my tools and take more than one shoot was worked to made me feel in another atmosphere. i dunno what im doing to shoot this awesome creatures from god. is it tells that im in love again??oh no..just said over nn over im not ready for this..i need a real creature like this..without any editing at all.&lt;div 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memegang tanganmu saat jalan bersama,&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu takut buatku untuk memisahkan km dan adikmu,&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu takut buatku untuk memberi perhatian yg terlalu lebih padamu,&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu takut buatku untuk membuatmu bimbang,&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu takut buatku untuk kamu agar menungguku,&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu takut buatku untuk merelakan kamu buat dia yg bisa bahagiain km,&lt;br /&gt;Dan terlalu berani buatku mengiklaskan apa yg akan terjadi nanti,&lt;br /&gt;Namun&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu yakin buatku untuk berkomitment denganmu hingga semua kebutuhan ini terpenuhi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-1064921692506230246?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/1064921692506230246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/12/too-much-affraid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1064921692506230246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1064921692506230246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/12/too-much-affraid.html' title='Too much affraid'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-5318947799923054796</id><published>2011-12-11T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T13:54:01.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semangat pagi</title><content type='html'>Sebenarnya asli saya ngantuk pagi ini, baru nyampe purwokerto setelah melewati bandung terlebih dahulu karena ga dapet tiket. Haha.. Perjuangan yg melelahkan memang kalau harus tiap weekend ke jakarta dan kerja. Tp terobati lah sama kehadiran seseorang yg emang bisa di bilang karma yg terealisasi. Sangat terealisasi dengan baik sampai memiliki hampir 70% pemikiran yg sama untuk sebuah masa depan. Sama sama ego namun kita dapat saling mengerti. Bahkan dia selalu menampikkan pandangan org tntang pentingnya berstatus. Luar biasa. Yg terpenting dia bisa masuk ke keluarga saya walau dia jatuh bangun. Dan great sudah terbentuk atmosfir kekeluargaan yg kental. Namun setiap sisi ada lebih dan kurang, bagaimana cara kita menyikapi dgn bijak kekurangan pasangan kita itu lebih penting drpd nyari sana sini org yg kudu pas klop atau apalah yg perfect mungkin. Dari yg kemarin belajar banyak hal, arti kehidupan, arti keiklasan, arti kesabaran. Namun jujur saya suka agak kepo ttg dia dan masih. Karena yg namanya perasaan jgn dilawan, tp ikuti alurnya dan perlahan untuk mengiklaskannya. Tp knapa skrg dia jd cerminan saya yg dulu yah? Jd suka nulis ini itu yg ga berbobot malah. Padahal dulu itu bagus bgt karyanya. Yasudah lah ga baik ngomongin orang. &lt;br /&gt;Balik lagi ke si DIA yg suka berkomitmen. Wanita ini alhamdulilah siswanto yah, ga deh . Dia seperti membaca apa yg seolah akan saya katakan dan apa yg saya pikirkan. Walau saya kadang ngomong cm sekelebat tp seperti dia masang antena di saya dan dia bisa paham tampa ada salah paham atau perdebatan. Mungkin faktor dengar-amati-pahami-bicara kali yah. Haha udah mirip jobdesnya CS. Yg pasti saya harus tetap bersyukur karena saya bisa ga terlalu protective jg karena pengalaman dan kesabaran keiklasan yg diajarkan beliau benar benar saya harus terapin dlm hidup saya skrg dn masa dpn saya. Seandainya memang dia bukanlah jodoh atau yg dikehendaki tuhan maka saya ga terlalu gila kaya dulu. Hihi mungkin benar jg yah, jgn mencintai makhluk ciptaannya melebihi dari Nya. Nah itu tuh akibatnya haha. Skrg kalo melihat hari itu betapa bodohnya tingkah saya sampai ketawa geli sendiri bahkan jd bahan ceng2an sama sahabat. Haha yg terpenting maafkan dia, yg udah menghianati di belakang dan cobalah tetap move on untuk kesuksesan sebuah hidup ini ;) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-5318947799923054796?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/5318947799923054796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/12/semangat-pagi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5318947799923054796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5318947799923054796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/12/semangat-pagi.html' title='Semangat pagi'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-1169035381162096779</id><published>2011-12-05T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T14:42:17.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just writing for killing my time</title><content type='html'>its been a long days..why days..because every single morning i only think about my the other brain..it seems like yesterday..sometimes want to running..too far..to choosing my next game..but i thing the game is over..just to bring some impressing quotes but it could be hardness..then still walk away, walking into my carrier..never thinking more to build relationship..just preparing for the couple next month maybe next, next until enough to marry you.. ;) i'll show my sincerity and my promise..success there, and happy december..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-1169035381162096779?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/1169035381162096779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-writing-for-killing-my-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1169035381162096779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1169035381162096779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-writing-for-killing-my-time.html' title='just writing for killing my time'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-5694822368731423238</id><published>2011-10-11T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T18:35:21.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my hobby, actually new hobby</title><content type='html'>ketika saya sangat sulit untuk melewati fase yg disebut pemutihan setelah kebanyakan tiap hari hari yg dahulu ya bisa disebut kelabu lah haha. kini saya menemukan cara untuk menampikkan semuanya. yah hobi saya membawa saya agar terus berkomunikasi dengan orang orang baru, dan juga hobi saya membelajarkan saya bagaimana menjaga hubungan baik dengan para teman saya maupun model talent saya. yap benar saya menekuni lebih detail lagi tentang photography . awalnya saya hanya berfikir untuk outdoor photo shoot namun samalah seperti halnya bermain musik , yg jago main musik tuh ga hanya dari satu atau dua aliran musik saja, tapi harusnya mengerti banyak tentang aliran lainnya supaya jiwa composer nya saat ingin membuat lagu ga stuck fokus di nada tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;oleh karena itu saya nyebur lah yg tadinya outdoor namun sekarang indoor jg dihajar. saya sangat berterimakasih dengan teman saya ini yg mengajarkan tehnik2 yg baik klo ngambil indoor. dan juga bagaimana mengatur gaya style talent kita agar terlihat sangat cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inilah beberapa photo-folio saya sewaktu di outdoor.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/216883_2304931666375_1341752975_32736076_7668010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 485px; height: 720px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/216883_2304931666375_1341752975_32736076_7668010_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248575_2301669464822_1341752975_32732523_7505974_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 122px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248575_2301669464822_1341752975_32732523_7505974_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300156_2456197607929_1341752975_32916270_71927895_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 120px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300156_2456197607929_1341752975_32916270_71927895_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/304703_2461288095188_1341752975_32921201_291911100_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 493px; height: 720px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/304703_2461288095188_1341752975_32921201_291911100_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/281403_2281394237954_1341752975_32705287_1550488_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 267px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/281403_2281394237954_1341752975_32705287_1550488_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/307840_2461277174915_1341752975_32921188_1696298603_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 493px; height: 720px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/307840_2461277174915_1341752975_32921188_1696298603_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301178_2461258054437_1341752975_32921151_899619195_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 494px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301178_2461258054437_1341752975_32921151_899619195_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masi banyak lagi sih boss namun itu hanya sebagian saja , dan pengalaman indoor saya baru pertama kali dimulai dari model talent ini loh.. dan saya bangga banget dapet pengalaman baru yg nyatanya dapat membantu saya dalam karir saya juga. inilah photo folio saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/314614_2549898230386_1341752975_32997300_749164515_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 960px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/314614_2549898230386_1341752975_32997300_749164515_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299516_2549897150359_1341752975_32997297_1887212513_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 617px; height: 960px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299516_2549897150359_1341752975_32997297_1887212513_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/293661_2549897950379_1341752975_32997299_2136480674_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 606px; height: 960px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/293661_2549897950379_1341752975_32997299_2136480674_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/309865_2549896830351_1341752975_32997296_824364743_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 671px; height: 960px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/309865_2549896830351_1341752975_32997296_824364743_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294109_2549894830301_1341752975_32997291_2029527257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 730px; height: 500px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294109_2549894830301_1341752975_32997291_2029527257_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan masih banyak lagi. banyak hal yg saya temukan dalam photography ini. seperti ketenangan jiwa saat kita mengambil gambar dengan menahan diri agar tidak getar. ataupun keiklasan saat kita mendapatkan gambar yg terlihat bagus di display kamera namun pada saat di laptop blur baru terlihat. dan satu lagi yg saya suka adalah filosofi memperbaiki, yaitu kalo kita mendapat gambar yg kurang memuaskan kita iklaskan lalu kita perbaiki dengan editing digital agar terlihat baik. sama tentang kehidupan, kalo kita dapet yg kurang memuaskan, kita iklaskan, dan kita coba perbaiki baik dari sikap, toleransi dan apalah sebagainya. kecuali kalo bener bener ga bisa di editing yah tempat yg baik taruh di storage hardisk aja udah cukup iklas hihi thank you for coming fellas :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-5694822368731423238?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/5694822368731423238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/10/ketika-saya-sangat-sulit-untuk-melewati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5694822368731423238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5694822368731423238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/10/ketika-saya-sangat-sulit-untuk-melewati.html' title='my hobby, actually new hobby'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-5391852195405325280</id><published>2011-09-25T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:00:57.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolusi edan</title><content type='html'>Pagi ini beli jas ..god im a bachelor now.. Finally selesai juga kisah saya di negri jiran.. Akhirnya saya akan bisa membawa ijasah dari negri tersebut..tp masi belum selesai perjuangan edukasi saya..dan harus menempatkan saya kepada skripsi..allah semoga kesetresan skripsi saya tidak sampai melukai perasaan orang lain..saat saat skripsi dimulai..dua minggu ini saya akan bergelut dengan outline yg telah saya buat.ngibul2 dosen dikit lah yah dengan ajang sok baik..outline acc saatnya proposal skripsi saya yg udah jafi harus dikeluarkan dari kandangnya..target harus min 2bulan full with seminar..arogan bener dah..emberrr ..gw ga mau lama disini mau cepet kerja setaun and kuliah s2 ambil MBA kalo ga dijakarta (yg kerjasama ma kampus luar) ya saya mengikuti jejak ortu kuliah di negri obama..huahh berarti mengulang kisah long long distance dong dengan indonesia..ya allah muter muter lagi kaya serasa jaman semester awal.. Ampunn..otak saya kan bodoh yah, kenapa bisa melewati fase ini itu? Ohh mungkin hokinya ga ketulungan kali..hihi .. Bisa ngerasain kuliah disana sini itu sangat luar binasa. Kembali kepertanyaan yg di minggu ini keluar mulu termasuk tan saya kemarin..kapan mau nikah?? Dong donggg nikah mohon maap lahir batin yah saya ga mau dulu, maap banget ada benernya jg kata km ma, jgn stuck sama suatu keadaan..move on..tp saya suwer tekewer kewer lagi ingin ningkatin taraf hidup dulu dengan bisnis, pendidikan, link pertemanan, dan barulah setelah semua baru nikah. Tp sumpah fase yg sangat sulit ialah fase dimana saya harus kuliah lagi..belajar dan mabok theoristis lageh yg membuat otak saya sedeng kembali..semoga semua berjalan dengan lancar sampai saya siap untuk datang dan menikahi mu untuk selamanya aminnn amin ya robbal alaminnnn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-5391852195405325280?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/5391852195405325280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/09/resolusi-edan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5391852195405325280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5391852195405325280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/09/resolusi-edan.html' title='Resolusi edan'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-5939567322819248239</id><published>2011-09-19T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T18:11:50.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when she ask about a "thing" i dont knw what is the mean of that..but here since i knowing u and im different now.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wnt to think about u anymore, and so on. i'll be me and u just be u.&lt;br /&gt;we are have a different movements now.&lt;br /&gt;its all up to u if u still assuming that im still stalking u.&lt;br /&gt;btw its all over bro..&lt;br /&gt;u stabbing me ,its mean enough for a treachery and i considered that is a liar.&lt;br /&gt;if u want me to ended this relationship with a good sign. just look into ur mirror, is it im good sign for him or not.&lt;br /&gt;people i dnt need all this..but u starting this condition with all ur fake heart.&lt;br /&gt;dont blaming me yah. it just a time to healing our sickness.&lt;br /&gt;good sign ,well fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-5939567322819248239?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/5939567322819248239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-she-ask-about-thing-i-dont-knw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5939567322819248239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5939567322819248239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-she-ask-about-thing-i-dont-knw.html' title=''/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-624263549222203251</id><published>2011-09-16T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T00:45:57.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just hear it</title><content type='html'>Our body say no!&lt;br /&gt;Our hand say no!&lt;br /&gt;Our friends say no!&lt;br /&gt;Our culture say no!&lt;br /&gt;Our parents say no!&lt;br /&gt;Our brain say no!&lt;br /&gt;Our logically say no!&lt;br /&gt;Our heart may say no!&lt;br /&gt;Our dream in undersleeps say no!&lt;br /&gt;Do u know what is the trouble here? &lt;br /&gt;There is no but,... &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-624263549222203251?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/624263549222203251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-hear-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/624263549222203251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/624263549222203251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-hear-it.html' title='Just hear it'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-3634805351743875799</id><published>2011-09-12T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T11:16:54.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hihi good luck!</title><content type='html'>Nothing, just nothing.. Im happy to be ur memories.. And im happy that u found that ur trully lifes..&lt;br /&gt;Like as u said.. Im just follow the waves bring.. Then the water become a trully as an ocean..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-3634805351743875799?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/3634805351743875799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/09/hihi-good-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/3634805351743875799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/3634805351743875799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/09/hihi-good-luck.html' title='Hihi good luck!'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-4028344817775263916</id><published>2011-06-08T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T04:34:57.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still loving you  by SCORPIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xqCKvUSik-I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, it needs time&lt;br /&gt;To win back your love again&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Love, only love&lt;br /&gt;Can bring back your love someday&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fight, babe, I'll fight&lt;br /&gt;To win back your love again&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Love, only love&lt;br /&gt;Can break down the wall someday&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we'd go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love&lt;br /&gt;Your pride has built a wall, so strong&lt;br /&gt;That I can't get through&lt;br /&gt;Is there really no chance&lt;br /&gt;To start once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try, baby try&lt;br /&gt;To trust in my love again&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Love, our love&lt;br /&gt;Just shouldn't be thrown away&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we'd go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love&lt;br /&gt;Your pride has built a wall, so strong&lt;br /&gt;That I can't get through&lt;br /&gt;Is there really no chance&lt;br /&gt;To start once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we'd go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've hurt your pride, and I know&lt;br /&gt;What you've been through&lt;br /&gt;You should give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;This can't be the end&lt;br /&gt;I'm still loving you&lt;br /&gt;I'm still loving you, I need your love&lt;br /&gt;I'm still loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-4028344817775263916?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/4028344817775263916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xqCKvUSik-I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-7241206486017650152</id><published>2011-06-07T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T04:34:25.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever love by Gary barlow</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_kGtls0FUfQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it has so many beautiful faces&lt;br /&gt;Sharing lives and sharing days&lt;br /&gt;My love it has so many empty spaces&lt;br /&gt;I'm sharing a memory now I hope that's how it stays&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm deep inside love and still breathing&lt;br /&gt;She is holding my heart in her hand&lt;br /&gt;I'm the closest I've been to believing&lt;br /&gt;This could be love forever&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All throughout my life the reasons I've demanded&lt;br /&gt;But how can I reason with the reason I'm a man&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh yeah, ummm huh&lt;br /&gt;In a minute I'm needing to hold her&lt;br /&gt;In an hour I'm cold, cold as stone&lt;br /&gt;When she leaves it gets harder and&lt;br /&gt;Harder to face life alone&lt;br /&gt;Now my dreams are filled with times when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I need from her is forever love&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh yeah oooh umm&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel forever love oooh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-7241206486017650152?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/7241206486017650152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-7866728576660803585</id><published>2011-06-05T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T04:33:49.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keiklasan atau Dendam :)</title><content type='html'>Gw tercengang melihat kelakuan gw yg menyebabkan semua orang rumah, sahabat, sepupu bahkan tetangga datang untuk menyelamatkan gw dari tingkah bodoh gw. Terlalu bodoh buat gw berfikir kalau dengan memberi judge "sebuah gitar" maka saya tidak hanya kehilangan gitar, sweater, boneka, hiasan dinding baju, kaos, hati seseorang akan keiklasan dan barang lainnya yg telah saya berikan tulus dan pengorbanan tinggi kepada seseorang. Sangat bodoh menganggap bahwa mereka tidak peduli kepada saya. Asap kepal membumbung diruang saya, tak ada lagi celah buat bernafas. Teriakan orang diluar seakan merupakan doa supaya saya agar tetap hidup. Bukan hanya hati, tp jiwa saya hilang. Tak peduli lagi apa yg terjadi pada saya. Sikap keegoisan saya menutup mata saya untuk mendengarkan doa dari teriakan orang diluar ruang. Kaca tebal di lindungi tralis pun menjadi korban untuk menyelamatkan saya. &lt;br /&gt;Malam sebelum kejadian itu saya &lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt; berada di ruang ini dengan sahabat saya, namun rasa bersalah akibat perkataan saya di sebuah media T mengubah pandangan dia tentang saya. Perkataan emosi dicampur dengan  sayang yg besar membuat saya berfikir biarkan dia sakit sekarang asal dia tidak sakit lagi yg lebih dalam. &lt;br /&gt;Keinginan orangtua yang sulit untuk saya ubah, dan saya ga paham mengapa mereka begitu terhadap saya. Dan barulah kali ini saya merasakan dimana tekanan terbesar ada di bahu saya. Bingung akan tidak maunya saya untuk menyakiti hatinya lebih dalam lagi dan rasa putus asa akibat tak pernah lunaknya sikap orang tua saya terhadap dia ,yg tadinya saya berharap waktu dapat ngikis sikap itu. Namun hingga setahun lebih saya berhubungan dengan jiwa saya ini "sebut MBEM" ,tetap saja mereka begitu. &lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak ingin menyakiti lebih dalam lagi perasaan nya. Pembelajaran iklas yg ia ajarkan kepada saya membuat saya harus menyudahi ini. Pada saat itu memang terjadi percekcokan ,dan pada saat itu hari saya miris sakit dan ga mau lagi dia menangis lagi. Namun saat itulah emosi saya terpecah. Hujatan demi hujatan ak lempar padanya agar dia membenci saya. Dan thats it..sangat membenci saya. Hingga saat saya mencoba dengan berat untuk berjumpa ama dia namun tega atau apalah dia hanya mengijinkan saya untuk melihatnya dari ujung pagar. Dan saat itu jg saya kaget bahwa dia sudah kerumah saya paginya namun mengembalikan semua barang saya ,tidak hanya gitar namun semua.. Semuanya.. Rasa sangat sedih mendapat tusukan demi tusukan didada saya. Saya tak sanggup untuk pulang. Saat itu saya lanjutkan untuk pergi ke puncak malam itu jg. Berfikir dengan udara dingin dapat menenangkan jiwa saya. Namun ga sama sekali. Pukul 3 saya balik kearah jakarta dan pulang. Orang tua saya membukakan pintu buat saya ,dan saya hendak mencari barang yg telah orang tersayang saya bawa kembali kesini. Dan hilangnya hati saya dan jiwa saya benar benar terjadi. Saya ga kuat dan menelfon dia dari ponsel saya. Semua barang yg telah kuberikan untuknya bahkan foto saya pun ia kembalikan. Saya ga sanggup dan sebagai lelaki saya lemah dan menangis saat itu pula saya menyuruh orang rumah keluar dari ruangan saya. Gitar pun yg menjadi awal nya ku hancurkan, penyesalan besar buat hidup saya, bahkan boneka yg saya berikan untuk pengganti saya dibalikkan dan saya ga kuasa merobek boneka itu. Pakaian dan barang barang lain ak hancurkan. Namun kenapa ada barang yg ak kasih buat orangtuanya disini? Apa mama saya ini jg berlaku yg sama karena "tulisan GITAR" saya? Saya ga tahan dengan semuanya. Pecahkan kaca dikamar dan pecahan itu kubuat untuk melukai diri saya. Pagi tiba dan saya belum tertidur. &lt;br /&gt;Setelah saya bernegosiasi dengan keluarga saya ,dan saya mendapat sms yg sangat nusuk dalam di jantung saya. Keinginan hidup hilang, harapan masa depan hilang dan akhirnya kukumpulkan semua barang itu di dekat pintu ruangan saya yg terkunci. Tingkah bodoh saya menguak dan membakar semua barang itu. Asap tebal membumbung keluar dari kamar saya. Warga sekitar panik, tetangga pun panik terlebih orang tua saya dan sahabat saya yg meneriaki saya untuk sadar. Saat saya sadar akan tingkah saya yg bodoh ini, saya menyadari kalau saya TELAT. api sudah membesar, nafaspun tak bisa karena asap hitam dari boneka pemberian saya yg terbakar. Kesadaran saya hilang. Kaca dipecahkan dan tralis di bobol paksa oleh tetangga. Dan saya dikeluarkan dari kamar dan api segera dipadamkan. Mereka nangis bersama saya, mereka tersedak pilu bersama saya. Pikiran yg tadinya mereka ga peduli sama saya berubah seketika, dan berbalik ketika saya mendengarkan obrolan telfon sahabat saya dengan mantan saya itu. &lt;br /&gt;Sekarang siapa yg peduli atau pura pura peduli. Apa karena judgement saya dia rela untuk kehilangan nyawa saya. Bahkan terlalu sakit untuk saya dengar. Seolah seperti palsu perkataan sahabat saya. Dan saya menyadari saya bukanlah bermimpi. Mereka nangis untuk saya, mereka berjuang untuk nyawa saya. Yang saya lihat disini DENDAM yg ada lg antara saya dan orang yg saya sayang itu. Jika dia sayang saya, saya yakin dia tidak akan sanggup berkata demikian terhadap sahabat saya tentang saya. Jika dia sayang saya dengan iklas dia tidak akan mengirimkan barang semuanya itu kecuali memang dia berniat untuk menghancurkan saya. Jika dia sayang dengan saya ,tidak akan keluar sms yg menyakitkan itu dan perkataan TEGA itu buat saya.&lt;br /&gt;Saya belajar banyak dari tragedi ini, semua jelas adanya. Dan saya gak akan snggup lagi untuk memberikan hati saya ke orang lain. &lt;br /&gt;Note: buat km yg semoga baca, kalau kamu masih marah dan terlalu sakit dengan judgement ak, dari nyawa saya, saya meminta maav yg sebesar2nya. Dan kalau maksud kamu agar ak merasakan sakitmu , saat itu ak lebih dari kata gila. Thnks for loving me.. &lt;br /&gt;Salam taufiq.&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/2107645380387086736-7866728576660803585?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/7866728576660803585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/06/keiklasan-atau-dendam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/7866728576660803585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/7866728576660803585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2011/06/keiklasan-atau-dendam.html' title='Keiklasan atau Dendam :)'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-3549618257011620903</id><published>2010-11-12T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T18:09:27.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dashboard Confessional-I Do Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tf32qDZAM0s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tf32qDZAM0s?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;br /&gt;Oh love, hang on,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gotta say this right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I only get one shot,&lt;br /&gt;Once in my life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I want to grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to hold me forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that you love me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I do, I do, I do&lt;br /&gt;Do you want that forever?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I do, I do, I do&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me to share your life with you?&lt;br /&gt;I do, I do, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh love, hang on,&lt;br /&gt;If you're willing,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be strong&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll give you the life that you deserve&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I want you to know all of me&lt;br /&gt;And I, I want to hold you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that you love me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I do, I do, I do&lt;br /&gt;Do you want that forever?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I do, I do, I do&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me to brave this world for you?&lt;br /&gt;I do, I do, I do&lt;br /&gt;I do, I do, I do, I do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-3549618257011620903?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/3549618257011620903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/11/dashboard-confessional-i-do-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/3549618257011620903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/3549618257011620903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/11/dashboard-confessional-i-do-lyrics.html' title='Dashboard Confessional-I Do Lyrics'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-2971109704777558713</id><published>2010-04-19T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:52:05.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its hurt'/><title type='text'>what is hope? briefly n explain it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/109/a/6/Waiting_for_you_by_siddhartha19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 880px; height: 560px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/109/a/6/Waiting_for_you_by_siddhartha19.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What hope means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is bright shining light which keeps darkness at bay&lt;br /&gt;Hope is to remain positive when going gets tough&lt;br /&gt;Hope is seeking more when others think you had enough&lt;br /&gt;Hope is dreaming of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hope is simmering under sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hope is sparkles when tears in our eyes&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is a beautiful thing &amp; beautiful things never dies&lt;br /&gt;What hope means&lt;br /&gt;Hope is as light as a feather&lt;br /&gt;Hope keeps all of us together&lt;br /&gt;Hope is ubiquitous and free of cost&lt;br /&gt;hope is the last thing ever lost.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you well get by&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you well love me&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you well care for me&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you and I are happy&lt;br /&gt;I hope that the day well came when we meet&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you like what you see&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you well love me&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you and I well always be happy&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I well not make you cry&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we will last for life&lt;br /&gt;I hope that love is what we will see in one other&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you never leave me&lt;br /&gt;I hope&lt;br /&gt;I hope&lt;br /&gt;I hope this well came true&lt;br /&gt;I hope&lt;br /&gt;I hope&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i see know why im still hoping on u&lt;br /&gt;Hope is what keeps us living Love it and&lt;br /&gt;about hope is u..&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/2107645380387086736-2971109704777558713?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/2971109704777558713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-hope-briefly-n-explain-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2971109704777558713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2971109704777558713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-hope-briefly-n-explain-it.html' title='what is hope? briefly n explain it...'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-3174309553555145942</id><published>2010-04-02T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T23:13:45.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>soooooooooooooooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2009/308/4/d/House_of_Jealous_lovers_by_RetroChick27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 900px; height: 688px;" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2009/308/4/d/House_of_Jealous_lovers_by_RetroChick27.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just told..just say it something..just explain more..&lt;br /&gt;hey i have recently come to realize&lt;br /&gt;There is no way to compromise Darkness grows with each sunrise &lt;br /&gt;No pleasure comes with new surprise &lt;br /&gt;There is no use to improvise &lt;br /&gt;For a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; heart tells only lies Inside this leads to painful cries &lt;br /&gt;And tears will fall from blameless eyes &lt;br /&gt;This mind of mine you terrorize Grows impossible to stabilize &lt;br /&gt;These wounds no matter what the size Take so long to cauterize &lt;br /&gt;My words I try to organize the "word" which I visualize Memories &lt;br /&gt;I mobilize Combine as I apologize This feeling &lt;br /&gt;I cannot disguise &lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are hard to analyzed &lt;br /&gt;The last event can we not ostracize? &lt;br /&gt;All senses fail while we trade good-byes No doubt within me will arise &lt;br /&gt;This sinful thought is my demise &lt;br /&gt;With you I know I held first prize But now I'm cold with lifeless..&lt;br /&gt;just like sincerity dummy-thing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-3174309553555145942?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/3174309553555145942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/04/soooooooooooooooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/3174309553555145942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/3174309553555145942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/04/soooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='soooooooooooooooooooo'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-7277213903977780801</id><published>2010-02-17T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:27:11.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its hurt'/><title type='text'>Its hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/S3zA4VcrAxI/AAAAAAAAADg/LRoonwGkIR4/s1600-h/heartbreaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/S3zA4VcrAxI/AAAAAAAAADg/LRoonwGkIR4/s400/heartbreaker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439434524019327762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love comes to those who still hope even though they've been disappointed, to those who still believe even though they've been betrayed, to those who still love even though they've been hurt before.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is true, n happen on me. even its hurting me. but i'll neva give up for this dilemma. i dont knw wht im feel'n now..such like stupid bigchild who still hope even i got nothing. but why i cant cntrl this feel'n. im afraid to losing her. maybe she is the one who can make me changing . she's kinda know wht im feel'n. but same like me. she never told to me.&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why until now i never tells to her that i really really in love with her. cause i dont wanna felt disappointed if i just being her boy friend. i wnt to be her husband who can take care off all her needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna like this. MISUNDERSTOOD .i just want to give u happiness live.&lt;br /&gt;no more burden , no more sickness , no more hurt, no more bad..&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna see some kind of smile in ur face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks your heart to see the one you love is happy with someone else, but it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you. &lt;br /&gt;that's why im OON like this.&lt;br /&gt;i love u because no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-7277213903977780801?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/7277213903977780801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/7277213903977780801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/7277213903977780801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-hurt.html' title='Its hurt'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/S3zA4VcrAxI/AAAAAAAAADg/LRoonwGkIR4/s72-c/heartbreaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-1346671159569822339</id><published>2010-01-23T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:56:01.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>Her Voice Here..</title><content type='html'>The wild bee reels from bough to bough &lt;br /&gt;With her furry coat and her gauzy wing, &lt;br /&gt;Now in a lily-cup, and now &lt;br /&gt;Setting a jacinth bell a-swing,&lt;br /&gt;In his wandering; &lt;br /&gt;Sit closer love: it was here I trow&lt;br /&gt;I made that vow, &lt;br /&gt;Swore that two lives should be like one&lt;br /&gt;As long as the sea-gull loved the sea, &lt;br /&gt;As long as the sunflower sought the sun,-&lt;br /&gt;It shall be, I said, for eternity &lt;br /&gt;'Twixt you and me! &lt;br /&gt;Dear friend, those times are over and done;&lt;br /&gt;Love's web is spun. &lt;br /&gt;Look upward where the poplar trees &lt;br /&gt;Sway and sway in the summer air, &lt;br /&gt;Here in the valley never a breeze &lt;br /&gt;Scatters the thistledown, but there &lt;br /&gt;Great winds blow fair &lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the mighty murmuring mystical seas, &lt;br /&gt;And the wave-lashed leas. &lt;br /&gt;Look upward where the white gull screams, &lt;br /&gt;What does it see that we do not see? &lt;br /&gt;Is that a star? or the lamp that gleams &lt;br /&gt;On some outward voyaging argosy, &lt;br /&gt;Ah! can it be &lt;br /&gt;We have lived our lives in a land of dreams! &lt;br /&gt;How sad it seems. &lt;br /&gt;Sweet, there is nothing left to say &lt;br /&gt;But this, that love is never lost, &lt;br /&gt;Keen winter stabs the breasts of May &lt;br /&gt;Whose crimson roses burst his frost, &lt;br /&gt;Ships tempest-tossed &lt;br /&gt;Will find a harbour in some bay,&lt;br /&gt;And so we may. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothing left to do &lt;br /&gt;But to kiss once again, and part, &lt;br /&gt;Nay, there is nothing we should rue, &lt;br /&gt;I have my beauty,-you your Art, &lt;br /&gt;Nay, do not start, &lt;br /&gt;One world was not enough for two&lt;br /&gt;Like me and you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-1346671159569822339?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/1346671159569822339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/01/her-voice-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1346671159569822339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1346671159569822339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2010/01/her-voice-here.html' title='Her Voice Here..'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-1496584433099665421</id><published>2009-11-27T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T06:52:32.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>To My Best Friend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/Sw_nie-g15I/AAAAAAAAADY/DBgzYO9Y8eg/s1600/hold+ur+hand+with+my+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/Sw_nie-g15I/AAAAAAAAADY/DBgzYO9Y8eg/s400/hold+ur+hand+with+my+heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408796257112086418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the greatest person&lt;br /&gt;that I have ever known.&lt;br /&gt;Being away from you for so long&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so alone.&lt;br /&gt;With you I am so happy&lt;br /&gt;you keep my heart content.&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had to be a student -&lt;br /&gt;so off to UUM I went.&lt;br /&gt;That is where I found my heart&lt;br /&gt;and how I feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard to deny this feeling&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I said that I would never again&lt;br /&gt;let someone take my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And here I'm sitting wanting you&lt;br /&gt;and hate that we're apart.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are in my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;every night you're in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what's happening,&lt;br /&gt;is this really what it seems?&lt;br /&gt;I know you're only wanting&lt;br /&gt;to be the best of friends,&lt;br /&gt;but I am asking you sincerely&lt;br /&gt;if it's your rule you'll bend.&lt;br /&gt;To take a chance to know me&lt;br /&gt;to let me share it all.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe one day very soon&lt;br /&gt;for me one day you'll fall.&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship we now have&lt;br /&gt;is something that I'd miss&lt;br /&gt;but maybe once we let go&lt;br /&gt;we will find eternal bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-1496584433099665421?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/1496584433099665421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1496584433099665421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1496584433099665421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-my-best-friend.html' title='To My Best Friend?'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/Sw_nie-g15I/AAAAAAAAADY/DBgzYO9Y8eg/s72-c/hold+ur+hand+with+my+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-5826110687377267450</id><published>2009-10-20T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T10:58:30.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>yaa its time to be me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/St36AWbSp9I/AAAAAAAAADI/-r6alvRaAxQ/s1600-h/Try_to_stand_up_by_greatanin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/St36AWbSp9I/AAAAAAAAADI/-r6alvRaAxQ/s400/Try_to_stand_up_by_greatanin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394742812586715090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking down into an empty creek bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind through the trees sounds like water running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visualize what it might look like in another month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water will be flowing; there will be frogs and salamanders too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy could find so much to do&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet and dirty he would be, but for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His life and mind are completely free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His curiosity and imagination running at high speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action of it all, innocent and so pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had that time and energy to explore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now all I do is remember how used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young and had the time to be me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-5826110687377267450?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/5826110687377267450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/10/yaa-its-time-to-be-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5826110687377267450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5826110687377267450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/10/yaa-its-time-to-be-me.html' title='yaa its time to be me'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/St36AWbSp9I/AAAAAAAAADI/-r6alvRaAxQ/s72-c/Try_to_stand_up_by_greatanin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-2903109424289566129</id><published>2009-10-17T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:49:57.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>And finally i found u as my destination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/StnZd8JemYI/AAAAAAAAADA/KwneTHpt6Ic/s1600-h/you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/StnZd8JemYI/AAAAAAAAADA/KwneTHpt6Ic/s400/you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581137138194818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good things happen to those who wait”&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you…wait for me too&lt;br /&gt;It'll never be too late this is fate&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you till we cross that gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me your husband and you won't regret&lt;br /&gt;You'll be pleased with the results&lt;br /&gt;WANNA BET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were mine I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;Through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will be untrue&lt;br /&gt;Our two hearts will soon become one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fill your existence with love&lt;br /&gt;I'll become your fixation.&lt;br /&gt;You'll mean more to me than anything above&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my admiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch you when you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll pick you up when you're down&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you happy&lt;br /&gt;All year 'round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I've been explained&lt;br /&gt;Love is Pain&lt;br /&gt;But I'll risk it all to have you gained&lt;br /&gt;Why complain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living my dream&lt;br /&gt;I finally found you as my destination ..whether by ur loves or ur attitude .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-2903109424289566129?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/2903109424289566129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-finally-i-found-u-as-my-destination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2903109424289566129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2903109424289566129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-finally-i-found-u-as-my-destination.html' title='And finally i found u as my destination'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/StnZd8JemYI/AAAAAAAAADA/KwneTHpt6Ic/s72-c/you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-2439812109329704239</id><published>2009-09-26T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:59:49.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>moan moan moan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/Sr4BQ-WxXJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/R3sQY6aazqY/s1600-h/tovik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/Sr4BQ-WxXJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/R3sQY6aazqY/s320/tovik.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385743595509734546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those times I was bored&lt;br /&gt;out of my mind. Holding the log&lt;br /&gt;while she sawed it. Holding&lt;br /&gt;the string while she measured, boards,&lt;br /&gt;distances between things, or pounded&lt;br /&gt;stakes into the ground for rows and rows&lt;br /&gt;of lettuces and beets, which I then (bored)&lt;br /&gt;weeded. Or sat in the back&lt;br /&gt;of the car, or sat still in boats,&lt;br /&gt;sat, sat, while at the prow, stern, wheel&lt;br /&gt;she drove, steered, paddled. It&lt;br /&gt;wasn't even boredom, it was looking,&lt;br /&gt;looking hard and up close at the small&lt;br /&gt;details. Myopia. The worn gunwales,&lt;br /&gt;the intricate twill of the seat&lt;br /&gt;cover.&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt; The acid crumbs of loam, the granular&lt;br /&gt;pink rock, its igneous veins, the sea-fans&lt;br /&gt;of dry moss, the blackish and then the graying&lt;br /&gt;bristles on the back of his neck.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she would whistle, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I would. The boring rhythm of doing&lt;br /&gt;things over and over, carrying&lt;br /&gt;the wood, drying&lt;br /&gt;the dishes. Such minutiae. It's what&lt;br /&gt;the animals spend most of their time at,&lt;br /&gt;ferrying the sand, grain by grain, from their tunnels,&lt;br /&gt;shuffling the leaves in their burrows. shee pointed&lt;br /&gt;such things out, and I would look&lt;br /&gt;at the whorled texture of her square finger, earth under&lt;br /&gt;the nail. Why do I remember it as sunnier&lt;br /&gt;all the time then, although it more often&lt;br /&gt;rained, and more birdsong?&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly wait to get&lt;br /&gt;the hell out of there to&lt;br /&gt;anywhere else. Perhaps though&lt;br /&gt;boredom is happier. It is for dogs or&lt;br /&gt;groundhogs. Now I wouldn't be bored.&lt;br /&gt;Now I would know too much.&lt;br /&gt;Now I would know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-2439812109329704239?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/2439812109329704239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/09/moan-moan-moan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2439812109329704239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2439812109329704239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/09/moan-moan-moan.html' title='moan moan moan'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/Sr4BQ-WxXJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/R3sQY6aazqY/s72-c/tovik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-8344392109012192216</id><published>2009-09-10T05:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T05:03:41.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><title type='text'>lose</title><content type='html'>Lose yourself slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the velvety gaze, the seduction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of a fragile rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scent of passionate longing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captivates the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with an obstinate urge of the savagery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of a night's loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now silently impaled by the liquid fragrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of a shadowy thorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no escaping its fatal embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the crimson petal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blood on the thorn.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-8344392109012192216?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/8344392109012192216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/09/lose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/8344392109012192216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/8344392109012192216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/09/lose.html' title='lose'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-2089875727860998806</id><published>2009-08-25T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:57:00.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpTcDpW295I/AAAAAAAAACo/IIed0HEer58/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpTcDpW295I/AAAAAAAAACo/IIed0HEer58/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374162210559293330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we gather together,&lt;br /&gt;The words are not easy to find,&lt;br /&gt;But love speaks a common language&lt;br /&gt;When people have ties that bind.&lt;br /&gt;We don't always say what we're feeling&lt;br /&gt;As often as families should;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cinta.kaskusradio.com/paopaobing/smiley/nangis.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://cinta.kaskusradio.com/paopaobing/smiley/nangis.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't count our blessings out loud,&lt;br /&gt;But somehow they're understood.&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that we're thankful for living&lt;br /&gt;With the comfort of each other's care;&lt;br /&gt;We're grateful for memories and stories,&lt;br /&gt;And the jokes that our family shares.&lt;br /&gt;We might leave a promise unspoken,&lt;br /&gt;But we know that we're loyal and true;&lt;br /&gt;We can count on companions through life,&lt;br /&gt;In the sunshine and shadows, too.&lt;br /&gt;We might show some special attention&lt;br /&gt;To a stranger, acquaintance, or guest,&lt;br /&gt;But we never forget in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;About those that we really love best.&lt;br /&gt;These blessings can never be counted&lt;br /&gt;Like money or gold dividends;&lt;br /&gt;They can only be shared as the love&lt;br /&gt;That exists when families are friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-2089875727860998806?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/2089875727860998806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2089875727860998806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2089875727860998806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-family.html' title='My family'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpTcDpW295I/AAAAAAAAACo/IIed0HEer58/s72-c/DSC00084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-1064312550091311557</id><published>2009-08-24T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:24:52.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its hurt'/><title type='text'>I hate this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpLMjo9E_YI/AAAAAAAAACg/8AZq9hVUjns/s1600-h/sakit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpLMjo9E_YI/AAAAAAAAACg/8AZq9hVUjns/s320/sakit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373582218067508610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breeze flows by&lt;br /&gt;Whispering words into my ear&lt;br /&gt;Numbness grips my soul&lt;br /&gt;and the Scarry heart skips a beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun setting down the prairies&lt;br /&gt;Signals the end&lt;br /&gt;When will you come back to me&lt;br /&gt;I am shattered and broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Flowers have died&lt;br /&gt;my tears have dried&lt;br /&gt;These wounds will never heal&lt;br /&gt;unless you touch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in a stone&lt;br /&gt;Lies a heart Soft enough to pardon&lt;br /&gt;Believe me my love,&lt;br /&gt;I am shattered and Broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart,&lt;br /&gt;forgive them for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to who you open you heart to.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “A broken heart is what makes life so wonderful five years later, when you see that special guy in an elevator and he is fat and smoking and saying 'Long time no see'”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness; instead keep your head up high and gaze at the stars for that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-1064312550091311557?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/1064312550091311557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1064312550091311557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1064312550091311557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-this.html' title='I hate this'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpLMjo9E_YI/AAAAAAAAACg/8AZq9hVUjns/s72-c/sakit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-3674521376820553091</id><published>2009-08-14T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:00:36.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SoVyoNXXL1I/AAAAAAAAACA/9xfkVfkgI_8/s1600-h/IMG0255A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SoVyoNXXL1I/AAAAAAAAACA/9xfkVfkgI_8/s320/IMG0255A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369824165817167698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you think you are beaten, you are.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you dare not, you don’t&lt;br /&gt;If you like to win but think you can’t,&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost a cinch you won’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost.&lt;br /&gt;For out in the world we find&lt;br /&gt;Success begins with a fellow’s will&lt;br /&gt;It’s all in the state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are outclassed, you are.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got to think high to rise.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got to be sure of yourself before&lt;br /&gt;You can ever win the prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life’s battles don’t always go&lt;br /&gt;To the stronger or faster man.&lt;br /&gt;But sooner or later, the man who wins&lt;br /&gt;Is the man who thinks he can.&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/2107645380387086736-3674521376820553091?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/3674521376820553091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/3674521376820553091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/3674521376820553091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/thinking.html' title='thinking'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SoVyoNXXL1I/AAAAAAAAACA/9xfkVfkgI_8/s72-c/IMG0255A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-739520016962181610</id><published>2009-08-12T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:43:18.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>I call it's memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs5/i/2004/346/f/c/Razorblade_Heart_by_scattereddreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 741px; height: 976px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs5/i/2004/346/f/c/Razorblade_Heart_by_scattereddreams.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me wondering around&lt;br /&gt;No longer do I feel safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling on your favorite blue shirt&lt;br /&gt;Cant keep in all of this hurt&lt;br /&gt;I loved you so damn much&lt;br /&gt;That now I cry for your touch&lt;br /&gt;That no longer comes my way&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I beg and pray&lt;br /&gt;Into my bed I crawl alone&lt;br /&gt;Just to smell your colonge&lt;br /&gt;It was a week ago since you said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your smell still lingers by&lt;br /&gt;It fills my body with such distress&lt;br /&gt;Turning me into a total mess&lt;br /&gt;You didnt think of what you would do to me&lt;br /&gt;All you wanted was to be free&lt;br /&gt;So me being stupid I opened the door&lt;br /&gt;I let you through and cried even more&lt;br /&gt;I closed it shut and heard you leave&lt;br /&gt;Footstep heading away from me&lt;br /&gt;You say that we werent meant to be&lt;br /&gt;How do you dare say that to me&lt;br /&gt;I hold my broken heart in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep it together the best I can&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how much glue I use&lt;br /&gt;I still cry and feel abused&lt;br /&gt;For in this prison called my room&lt;br /&gt;I keep memories of me and you&lt;br /&gt;They haunt me every second of the day&lt;br /&gt;I just wish this pain would go away&lt;br /&gt;I gathered all your things today&lt;br /&gt;Put them in a box and hid them away&lt;br /&gt;But I kept something to make me smile&lt;br /&gt;I found it and took it from the pile&lt;br /&gt;A picture of you holding me&lt;br /&gt;A memory of what we used to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-739520016962181610?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/739520016962181610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-call-its-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/739520016962181610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/739520016962181610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-call-its-memory.html' title='I call it&apos;s memory'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-2952458141268040428</id><published>2009-08-07T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:38:10.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><title type='text'>love songs</title><content type='html'>Love comes hungry to anyone’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;I found the newborn sparrow next to&lt;br /&gt;the tumbled nest on the grass. Bravely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening its beak. Cats circled, squirrels.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to set the nest right but the wild&lt;br /&gt;birds had fled. The knot of pin feathers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat in my hand and spoke. Just because&lt;br /&gt;I’ve raised it by touch, doesn’t mean it&lt;br /&gt;follows. All day it pecks at the tin image of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a faceless bird. It refuses to fly,&lt;br /&gt;though I’ve opened the door. What&lt;br /&gt;sends us to each other? she and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a blue landscape, a village street,&lt;br /&gt;some poems, bread on a plate. Love&lt;br /&gt;was a camera in a doorway, love was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a script, a tin bird. Love was faceless,&lt;br /&gt;even when we’d memorized each other’s&lt;br /&gt;lines. Love was hungry, love was faceless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sparrow sings, famished, in my hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-2952458141268040428?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/2952458141268040428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2952458141268040428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2952458141268040428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-songs.html' title='love songs'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-2435922631491209582</id><published>2009-08-07T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:00:16.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>Some of what we do, we do&lt;br /&gt;to make things happen,&lt;br /&gt;the alarm to wake us up, the coffee to perc,&lt;br /&gt;the car to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;The rest of what we do, we do&lt;br /&gt;trying to keep something from doing something,&lt;br /&gt;the skin from aging, the hoe from rusting,&lt;br /&gt;the truth from getting out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With yes and no like the poles of a battery&lt;br /&gt;powering our passage through the days,&lt;br /&gt;we move, as we call it, forward,&lt;br /&gt;wanting to be wanted,&lt;br /&gt;wanting not to lose the rain forest,&lt;br /&gt;wanting the water to boil,&lt;br /&gt;wanting not to have cancer,&lt;br /&gt;wanting to be home by dark,&lt;br /&gt;wanting not to run out of gas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as each of us wants the other&lt;br /&gt;watching at the end,&lt;br /&gt;as both want not to leave the other alone,&lt;br /&gt;as wanting to love beyond this meat and bone,&lt;br /&gt;we gaze across breakfast and pretend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-2435922631491209582?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/2435922631491209582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2435922631491209582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2435922631491209582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-4710800135347156010</id><published>2009-08-03T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:51:03.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.anh-minh.com/weblog/archives/wishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 408px; height: 272px;" src="http://www.anh-minh.com/weblog/archives/wishes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i hope the starving hungry tummies in africa get so full that they and the parasites they host inside them can have everlasting meals&lt;br /&gt;i hope oprah builds more schools in africa and excludes more rich people and pisses more white people off who try to say she's being a racist&lt;br /&gt;i hope cnn nbc abc fox cspan msnbc and the rest stop passing off low or no american casualties for the day in iraq as making the whole lot of iraqi deaths ok&lt;br /&gt;i hope hollywood crumbles under the weight of its own image is everything, attention starved, spoiled ass, only child that has never heard no mentality&lt;br /&gt;i hope gays and lesbians become the majority for a whole long time or at least long enough to legislate marriage laws and adopt foster kids and piss every intolerant heterosexual and religious fundamentalist off who arrogantly thinks they have a monopoly on moral rights&lt;br /&gt;i hope facts come out that debunk everything anyone believes i myself included so that we may all know how it feels to be utterly wrong and not be so quick to make facts of opinions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the hunter gets his prey&lt;br /&gt;i hope the prey gets away&lt;br /&gt;i hope that not one more diamond is ever found or formed&lt;br /&gt;i hope the factories of the earth that make all 'precious' rocks go on strike&lt;br /&gt;i hope humans lose their nearly sexual obsession with shiny objects&lt;br /&gt;i hope this poem gets longer and longer and feeled with more disdain and hatred&lt;br /&gt;i hope you hate this poem&lt;br /&gt;i hope this poem takes all the hatred in this world and locks it in every line thereby leaving the world left to only love&lt;br /&gt;i hope a shiite and a sunni fall madly in love and give birth to a child that impregnates a jew that gives birth to offspring that whorships the buddah but gets its eye caught by the most devout of conservative christians and then in turn i hope they both denounce all religions and faiths after realizing the true way to god is through humanity and love only alone and all by themselves&lt;br /&gt;i hope life turns out to be worth all this poetry&lt;br /&gt;i hope life turns out to be worth all this worry&lt;br /&gt;i hope life turns out to be worth all this grief&lt;br /&gt;i hope life turns out to be worth all this life&lt;br /&gt;i hope life turns out to be worth all this hope&lt;br /&gt;i hope it turns out to be worth it&lt;br /&gt;i hope like hell&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/2107645380387086736-4710800135347156010?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/4710800135347156010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/4710800135347156010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/4710800135347156010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/hope.html' title='hope'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-2212373035345985393</id><published>2009-08-02T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:58:31.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>FORGET AND FORGIVING HER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc00.deviantart.com/fs47/i/2009/214/7/1/Heartbeats_melody_by_ines91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 535px;" src="http://fc00.deviantart.com/fs47/i/2009/214/7/1/Heartbeats_melody_by_ines91.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To forgive is divine. It is a trait that we learn from our creator. &lt;br /&gt;She has shown us that is possible to repent from our sins and that we can forgive others as well. &lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is more than saying the words, "I forgive you". &lt;br /&gt;If you still harbor hatred in your heart this is not true forgiveness. &lt;br /&gt;In order to truly forgive you must put myself in the other person's place. you must try to understand how they could do such a thing to you. &lt;br /&gt;When you understand what has led them to that act, you may be able truly forgive them.&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/2107645380387086736-2212373035345985393?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/2212373035345985393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/forget-and-forgiving-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2212373035345985393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2212373035345985393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/forget-and-forgiving-her.html' title='FORGET AND FORGIVING HER'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-5803234487161714123</id><published>2009-07-31T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:58:08.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnPEDHwedEI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZLaRJF8Stcg/s1600-h/1_220969125l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnPEDHwedEI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZLaRJF8Stcg/s200/1_220969125l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364847139029414978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;a tender breeze touches my skin&lt;br /&gt;a horrible pain it's bringing&lt;br /&gt;and I wanna go running&lt;br /&gt;but I know I’ve got to let it in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to face it all&lt;br /&gt;cause I know tonight I'll fall&lt;br /&gt;don't drag on me cause I can't keep strong&lt;br /&gt;cause tomorrow I'll move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, oh today&lt;br /&gt;I've got to cry it all away&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow will bring back my sun&lt;br /&gt;but today it all feels wrong&lt;br /&gt;oooh today, yeah today,&lt;br /&gt;I've got to cry it all away&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow with eyes dry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be ready for another try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go walking in the wood&lt;br /&gt;it's suppose to make me feel good&lt;br /&gt;but today it hurts even more&lt;br /&gt;than I'll go try out a shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the sand make my eyes tear&lt;br /&gt;every time another spear&lt;br /&gt;who makes the burden even harder&lt;br /&gt;but I'll be fine one day farther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, oh today&lt;br /&gt;I've got to cry it all away&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow will bring back my sun&lt;br /&gt;but today it all feels wrong&lt;br /&gt;oooh today, yeah today,&lt;br /&gt;I've got to cry it all away&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow with eyes dry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be ready for another try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just a blast&lt;br /&gt;comes so fast&lt;br /&gt;but I know&lt;br /&gt;it will gow&lt;br /&gt;over tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, oh today&lt;br /&gt;I've got to cry it all away&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow will bring back my sun&lt;br /&gt;but today it all feels wrong&lt;br /&gt;oooh today, yeah today,&lt;br /&gt;I've got to cry it all away&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow with eyes dry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be ready for another try &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/2107645380387086736-5803234487161714123?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/5803234487161714123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5803234487161714123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5803234487161714123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html' title='TODAY'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnPEDHwedEI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZLaRJF8Stcg/s72-c/1_220969125l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-1544956658114983849</id><published>2009-07-30T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:57:27.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnPDwLMyj_I/AAAAAAAAABo/TdqP3fcQD8Y/s1600-h/LuvLy749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnPDwLMyj_I/AAAAAAAAABo/TdqP3fcQD8Y/s200/LuvLy749.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364846813535965170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When troubles come a callin’&lt;br /&gt;As those gremlins often do,&lt;br /&gt;And my spirit keeps on fallin’&lt;br /&gt;Till I feel low down and blue…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look around for comfort,&lt;br /&gt;Someone quickly jumps to mind,&lt;br /&gt;One who always will support me,&lt;br /&gt;And whose words are always kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will make my mood feel lighter,&lt;br /&gt;Who’ll help beat my troubles back,&lt;br /&gt;He/She makes the sun shine brighter&lt;br /&gt;And gets my spirit back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who helps the road seem straighter,&lt;br /&gt;And helps me get around each bend,&lt;br /&gt;Who makes each day seem greater,&lt;br /&gt;And that someone is you, my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-1544956658114983849?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/1544956658114983849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1544956658114983849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1544956658114983849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends.html' title='FRIENDS'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnPDwLMyj_I/AAAAAAAAABo/TdqP3fcQD8Y/s72-c/LuvLy749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-2043218174419762224</id><published>2009-07-30T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:11:08.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>for u my beloved telertubies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SuKacXsRjXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JLbtxQpIHrI/s1600-h/3791080_cd561e97a7f616cb3823d57dd03adcb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SuKacXsRjXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JLbtxQpIHrI/s400/3791080_cd561e97a7f616cb3823d57dd03adcb6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396045115730005362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you are my friend,&lt;br /&gt;my life is enriched in a myriad of ways.&lt;br /&gt;Like a cool breeze on a sweltering day,&lt;br /&gt;like a ray of sunshine parting glowering clouds,&lt;br /&gt;you lift me up.&lt;br /&gt;In good times, we soar,&lt;br /&gt;like weightless balloons&lt;br /&gt;over neon rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;In bad times, you are soothing balm&lt;br /&gt;for my pummeled soul.&lt;br /&gt;I learn so much from you;&lt;br /&gt;you help me see old things in new ways.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you are aware&lt;br /&gt;of the bright seeds you are sowing in me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a better person for knowing you,&lt;br /&gt;so that everyone I interact with&lt;br /&gt;is touched by your good effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;You relax me, refresh me, renew me.&lt;br /&gt;Your bounteous heart envelops me&lt;br /&gt;in joy and love and peace.&lt;br /&gt;May your life be filled&lt;br /&gt;with dazzling blessings,&lt;br /&gt;just as I am blessed&lt;br /&gt;by being your friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-2043218174419762224?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/2043218174419762224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-u-my-beloved-telertubies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2043218174419762224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/2043218174419762224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-u-my-beloved-telertubies.html' title='for u my beloved telertubies'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SuKacXsRjXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JLbtxQpIHrI/s72-c/3791080_cd561e97a7f616cb3823d57dd03adcb6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-8579812430291073564</id><published>2009-07-30T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:56:42.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>forgot it all about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://musicalstewdaily.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/broken_heart_by_starry_eyedkid-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 272px;" src="http://musicalstewdaily.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/broken_heart_by_starry_eyedkid-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit here and tell me everything will be okay,&lt;br /&gt;it's not..Why? I sit and think why you told me that.&lt;br /&gt;you told me you would be here for me when I needed you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you were never around. You said that we would always be,&lt;br /&gt;but we are no more...You told me we wus forever,&lt;br /&gt;but that forever only made me cry..You were never around to&lt;br /&gt;whipe my tears away..You said you would never forget me, &lt;br /&gt;but now I geuss since you forgot me Ill never for give you..&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know Ill never forget you..Ill never forget the day we met...But most of all Ill never forget how you made me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU FAKE ME ABOUT LDR AND TRUE LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-8579812430291073564?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/8579812430291073564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/forgot-it-all-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/8579812430291073564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/8579812430291073564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/forgot-it-all-about-me.html' title='forgot it all about me'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-5258873286694308716</id><published>2009-07-30T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:31:59.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>my beloved friend's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnH6XaRJ22I/AAAAAAAAABI/-kE5e4MJnZQ/s1600-h/4820_1112105694122_1571296094_30251121_1681508_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnH6XaRJ22I/AAAAAAAAABI/-kE5e4MJnZQ/s320/4820_1112105694122_1571296094_30251121_1681508_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364343911270177634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friend when I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;I think of all that we've been through.&lt;br /&gt;All the times we argue and fight,&lt;br /&gt;I know deep inside that it isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;I, then feel bad and alot of pain.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I've fallen from the sky like the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear friend with all of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;But now that you're gone I've fallen apart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting better as the days go by.&lt;br /&gt;I wish sometimes this was all a big lie.&lt;br /&gt;I pray to you every night.&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're my fire, a burning light. &lt;br /&gt;My dear friend, I miss you alot.&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder why you were put in that spot.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're in a place much better than here. &lt;br /&gt;Watching and helping me with all of my fear.&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship my dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;we will have to the end.&lt;br /&gt;Friends til the end is what we will be.&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll be together,&lt;br /&gt;together you and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-5258873286694308716?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/5258873286694308716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-friend-when-i-think-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5258873286694308716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/5258873286694308716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-friend-when-i-think-of-you.html' title='my beloved friend&apos;s'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnH6XaRJ22I/AAAAAAAAABI/-kE5e4MJnZQ/s72-c/4820_1112105694122_1571296094_30251121_1681508_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-272396726868856475</id><published>2009-07-29T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:55:31.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>i call it "lost"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnBc_Ho9oII/AAAAAAAAABA/iGpWKYMrk-U/s1600-h/6818311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnBc_Ho9oII/AAAAAAAAABA/iGpWKYMrk-U/s320/6818311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889395650633858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am staring in the teardrops of the rain&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i have to search for something&lt;br /&gt;my mind is opened but i cant guess what is in&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its very hard to catch the deepest mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind blew to its hardest that i felt frost&lt;br /&gt;when i breathe my heart was beating most&lt;br /&gt;i am scared of what im felling&lt;br /&gt;but i guess his always looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he for the clear of his eyes&lt;br /&gt;whom i saw him in my dreams at night&lt;br /&gt;when i turned back at times&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't see anything, i've found nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've follow the edge of the light&lt;br /&gt;and i saw a statue besides the window&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was the boy i've been waiting 4&lt;br /&gt;its only my imagination that love reflects like A SHADOW....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-272396726868856475?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SnBc_Ho9oII/AAAAAAAAABA/iGpWKYMrk-U/s72-c/6818311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-1792526435138056351</id><published>2009-07-28T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:55:01.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>A Patchwork Quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/Sm7NzMwMrDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qPX0YfqluOw/s1600-h/LuvLy559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/Sm7NzMwMrDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qPX0YfqluOw/s320/LuvLy559.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363450485725244466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made up of memories of you&lt;br /&gt;Bound together with love&lt;br /&gt;Sewn with your selfless giving&lt;br /&gt;Threads made of grace&lt;br /&gt;Lined with thoughts of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squares made of days gone by&lt;br /&gt;Days we spent together&lt;br /&gt;Each with a new design&lt;br /&gt;Of the things that we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blanket stitches of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Mingle the squares in rows&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can tear it apart&lt;br /&gt;Not fire or flood or anything close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hidenpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s kept in a place of my keeping&lt;br /&gt;The treasure chest of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in tissue of forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;And tied with ribbons of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors all speak of you&lt;br /&gt;Pinks and Blues and other hues&lt;br /&gt;Sewn tight and fastened together&lt;br /&gt;With hope and faith and truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-1792526435138056351?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/1792526435138056351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/patchwork-quilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1792526435138056351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/1792526435138056351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/patchwork-quilt.html' title='A Patchwork Quilt'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/Sm7NzMwMrDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qPX0YfqluOw/s72-c/LuvLy559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-5679602830284377466</id><published>2009-07-27T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:30:14.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><title type='text'>Destination</title><content type='html'>Our destination is a place, &lt;br /&gt;Far greater than we know. &lt;br /&gt;For some the journey's quicker, &lt;br /&gt;For some the journey's slow. &lt;br /&gt;And when the journey finally ends, &lt;br /&gt;We'll claim a great reward, &lt;br /&gt;And find an everlasting peace, &lt;br /&gt;Together with the lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-5679602830284377466?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/5679602830284377466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/07/destination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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gift</title><content type='html'>A special world for you and me&lt;br /&gt;A special bond one cannot see &lt;br /&gt;It wraps us up in its cocoon And holds us fiercely in its womb. &lt;br /&gt;Its fingers spread like fine spun gold &lt;br /&gt;Gently nestling us to the fold &lt;br /&gt;Like silken thread it holds us fast &lt;br /&gt;Bonds like this are meant to last. &lt;br /&gt;And though at times a thread may break &lt;br /&gt;A new one forms in its wake &lt;br /&gt;To bind us closer and keep us strong &lt;br /&gt;In a special world, where we belong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-8202072284587450714?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/feeds/8202072284587450714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-r-t-pictures-gallery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/4448490220053555877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/4448490220053555877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-r-t-pictures-gallery.html' title='My A r t Pictures Gallery'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2107645380387086736.post-4650154995586445275</id><published>2006-06-06T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:44:48.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Fake's On Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpJ4J5MAfzI/AAAAAAAAACI/5zDyw296_P4/s1600-h/6818311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpJ4J5MAfzI/AAAAAAAAACI/5zDyw296_P4/s320/6818311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373489416771764018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw Aw Aw...my Fake name is OPIKABU. Actually Im a bachelor student. Im taking BIBM course and im fck'n hates with "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;waiting situation&lt;/span&gt;" ..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpJ8GSYrEoI/AAAAAAAAACY/fnsnDvr9aok/s1600-h/5654_1190030434541_1341752975_30527126_7110147_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpJ8GSYrEoI/AAAAAAAAACY/fnsnDvr9aok/s320/5654_1190030434541_1341752975_30527126_7110147_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373493752862806658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved moment when I combine between my bored live with my hobbies. I loves music because of that I love playing guitar too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cinta.kaskusradio.com/bigpaopaobing/smiley/gitaran_dolo_agh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://cinta.kaskusradio.com/bigpaopaobing/smiley/gitaran_dolo_agh.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I playing my &lt;a href="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs21/300W/i/2007/284/8/2/Retro_by_guitar_art_asylum.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; usually Im smoke with my favorite &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fN5G5m7XBwg/SdMGDdOL8tI/AAAAAAAAANw/qYV6W8P7Blo/s400/Cigarette_Butts_rockie118.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cigarette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cinta.kaskusradio.com/paopaobing/smiley/uncali_boto.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://cinta.kaskusradio.com/paopaobing/smiley/uncali_boto.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I also loved blogging&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cinta.kaskusradio.com/paopaobing/smiley/heking.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 98px;" src="http://cinta.kaskusradio.com/paopaobing/smiley/heking.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; actually for this page haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About physical, im fat but not too fat , im tall but not too tall, Im insane but not too insane, and im not perfect but im perfecto ....haha...its fake's dont believe me..lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2107645380387086736-4650154995586445275?l=opikabu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/4650154995586445275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2107645380387086736/posts/default/4650154995586445275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opikabu.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-fakes-on-me.html' title='About Fake&apos;s On Me'/><author><name>opikabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514811864159668919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SeeRU8WTO5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-nY0g3BykPw/s1600-R/n1341752975_30279022_2465.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FI80FxNN2mA/SpJ4J5MAfzI/AAAAAAAAACI/5zDyw296_P4/s72-c/6818311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
