<?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-5450390976682078233</id><updated>2011-09-29T02:19:47.726+07:00</updated><category term='photo(s)'/><category term='word of words'/><category term='untuk ?'/><category term='World Model United Nations'/><category term='artwork'/><category term='disdar'/><category term='luna - abe'/><category term='just shit'/><category term='exam smexsham'/><category term='tertulis_written'/><category term='smoovies'/><category term='naresh sabrina abimael ;)'/><category term='senat'/><category term='theater'/><category term='FOODoodle-doo'/><category term='JAZZ REVOLUTION PROJECT yeaaaahhh'/><category term='UPH PH PH'/><category term='health care'/><category term='videoooooooossssss'/><category term='how i met your mother'/><category term='confessssss'/><category term='gleeks'/><category term='hell yeah it&apos;s weekend'/><category term='International Relations UPH'/><category term='internet'/><category term='bieber-fever'/><category term='smarty-phoney'/><category term='surat'/><category term='gonzaga'/><category term='shhooooeeeeeesss'/><category term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>semangkuk mie ayam dan es teh manis</title><subtitle type='html'>MARIA GABRIEL LAURENZIA LUNA</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>453</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-4731265149390899988</id><published>2011-02-28T07:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T07:12:05.488+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Relations UPH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam smexsham'/><title type='text'>Post #458 I Love You, Guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is the first day of midterm, four days before Java Jazz, and exactly two weeks before &lt;strong&gt;WORLD MODEL UNITED NATION 2011!&lt;/strong&gt; and the beginning of SENAT KOLESE GONZAGA 2011/2012 term of duty!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;good luck&lt;strong&gt; dimas randhan prayodya &lt;/strong&gt;and 10 other guys i haven’t know yet! *is the senat still 11 people, keep me informed guys, i’ve missed so much!* and who’s my grandkid? who’s the secretaries? LOL! wish i could be at the ceremony today, it’s just the most wonderful feeling being part of the senat!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;congratulations to senat 2010/2011 for their term of duty the last year! so proud of being part of your process and thank you for giving the best last semester in our year at our beloved kolese gonzaga :*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ignatius abimanyu putra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yohanes mega hendarto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kezia ruth evelyn wajong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*uu my girl, you’ve made me and all the past secretary proud!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rachael abigail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;patrecya rosa oeinantisan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;melissa amanda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bayu bijaksana rumondor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dimas randhan prayodya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;michael bharly radot mancini &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blandhina lintang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reinardus dody triatmaja&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;you guys had done a very great job! love you guys :*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;and for the blessings i'’ve received today for midterm :’) i’d like to thank my dearly beloved man and friends on our endless chat (which i never close the thing on my bbm) ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for the biggest emotional comfort since the very beginning :’) you’ve been so great! thank you and kisses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alexander christian nugroho &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dude, you’re the first one today, thaaaankksss and hugs! and don’t forget to bath after your&amp;#160; unbelievable long day today!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessica indriani and erica pricilla tjiadarma&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;i love you guys so much! thank yooooouuuuuuuuuu! happy working and classes you too! erica please take care on the sleeping and eating, girl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abieza’s mom &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for the rendang, i’ll pick it up this weekend, tantteeee :’)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;off to nail those exams! and i am in a really good mood to start it off (bons, you know why ;)) ttyl, guys!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-4731265149390899988?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/4731265149390899988/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=4731265149390899988' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4731265149390899988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4731265149390899988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-458-i-love-you-guys.html' title='Post #458 I Love You, Guys!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6313445052005654805</id><published>2011-02-12T12:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T10:24:33.083+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAZZ REVOLUTION PROJECT yeaaaahhh'/><title type='text'>Post #457 Jazz Revolution Project Download-o-Matic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;click the song title for the download link :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/gyjJKT "&gt;01 Funky Chunky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/gpcDZO "&gt;02 Hello There&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/fjALPw "&gt;03 Lagu Jawa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/hEc3RV "&gt;04 Me and You (Dancow Cover)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/i03gmH "&gt;05 Fly Away&lt;/a&gt; – &lt;em&gt;this one is abieza’s but done during JRP recording so why not put it here? ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;there has been few request on the songs, even from the two adorable guitarist with blank face asking me for the songs LOL! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;timothy alexander galih putri&lt;/strong&gt; if you want ‘em just click and download :D for y’all readers feel free to listen to our music :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;fyi, i’ve been doing marketing so much lately, &lt;strike&gt;i should really move to business school&lt;/strike&gt;. it’s only two floors away ;) just kidding.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;enjoy jazz revolution project!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;for information on JAZZ REVOLUTION PROJECT:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laurenzia Luna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Manager&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/marialaurenzia"&gt;@marialaurenzia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://laurenzialuna.tumblr.com/ask"&gt;ask me page on my tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6313445052005654805?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6313445052005654805/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6313445052005654805' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6313445052005654805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6313445052005654805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-jazz-revolution-project-download-o.html' title='Post #457 Jazz Revolution Project Download-o-Matic!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-7527187765180938920</id><published>2011-02-12T00:43:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T00:43:05.344+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOODoodle-doo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #456 Take It Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TVV1G8qSYII/AAAAAAAAAYo/8Gk4jrvEp60/s1600-h/image%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="404" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TVV1J6CxNkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Amzk1AY_77g/image_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.addictinggames.com/take-it-down-game.html" href="http://www.addictinggames.com/take-it-down-game.html"&gt;take it down game link!&lt;/a&gt; 1-20 level, i spent a very productive 90 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;since this afternoon i’ve been, again, throwing up what i eat (i am not bulimic or anorexic) so tonight i gave up on eating and filling my tummy with hot tea and nibbling on bread. last time i ate was thursday before IR class, got so full couldn’t eat anything the night after. after that night, i just don’t feel like eating. this afternoon when i got home, i ate rice with corned beef and voile, kneeling on the toilet for a couple of minute and haven’t productively eating since.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-7527187765180938920?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/7527187765180938920/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=7527187765180938920' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7527187765180938920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7527187765180938920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-456-take-it-down.html' title='Post #456 Take It Down!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TVV1J6CxNkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Amzk1AY_77g/s72-c/image_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-45917070252890208</id><published>2011-02-10T19:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:34:30.247+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shhooooeeeeeesss'/><title type='text'>Post #454 Shoe Wish List!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="161" src="http://www.sneakerobsession.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/queen-vans-authentic-615x410.jpg" width="240" /&gt; &lt;img height="185" src="http://deathstare.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/vans-queen-authentic-sneaker-1.jpg" width="240" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;queen authentic vans&lt;/strong&gt; (even the aglet has the word queen on ‘em!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="179" src="http://theshoegame.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/converse-chuck-taylor-jimi-hendrix-all-star.jpg" width="240" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;converse jimi hendrix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4294436795_20248e2a98.jpg" width="164" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adidas princess leia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;do i have to say anything more? they’re awesome!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-45917070252890208?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/45917070252890208/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=45917070252890208' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/45917070252890208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/45917070252890208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-454-shoe-wish-list.html' title='Post #454 Shoe Wish List!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4294436795_20248e2a98_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3981833002785146360</id><published>2011-02-10T19:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:24:13.750+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOODoodle-doo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Relations UPH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Model United Nations'/><title type='text'>Post #453 Pang Pang Endemic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just when you said we’s try lovin’ touchin’ squeezin’ each other&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this pang pang endemic started around april-may 2010 when &lt;strong&gt;erica pricilla tjiadarma&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jessica indriani&lt;/strong&gt; came to school for doing yearbook, they went to circle k first, bought nescafe’s and pang pang. when i tasted ‘em while doing yearbook’s layout and graphic design: MAN, THAT’S HELL OF A SNACK!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i would lay a handful of pang pang in my keyboard, make it all kinda sticky ;) but it’s easy to eat. my fingers were only working on ctrl+alt+z or the occasional enter and backspace. the rest just massive mouse-play and eye-pinching in front of an overly zoomed page of the yearbook. at times of artist-block, i’d eat ‘em then voila! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTFL2REpokY/SwTgxIFbVgI/AAAAAAAAABg/HeE0ZitgwwE/s1600/pang+pang.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;pang pang is a sorta’ cracker, sweet made of tuber (in indonesian: &lt;strong&gt;ubi&lt;/strong&gt;). they’re shaped like little concrete-blocks. sweet like glazed in honey.&amp;#160; crunchy in all the right way. yumm ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this morning before my 10 am tante manado KWN class i bought a fat pack of pang pang to help me survive the day. i ate a quarter before class and nibble on ‘em during class. then at the &lt;strong&gt;wmun&lt;/strong&gt; meeting, my mentor &lt;strong&gt;adrian hartanto&lt;/strong&gt; started tasting ‘em and couldn’t stop eating. my friends, the manadonese cousins &lt;strong&gt;natasha lystia rumambi &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;priscilla alexandra wakkary&lt;/strong&gt; couldn’t stop nibbling on ‘em too, and our senior &lt;strong&gt;kak karina&lt;/strong&gt; as well!! we ended up spillin’ ‘em on my IR book and snack on ‘em all meeting long! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;pang pang endemic indeed! ;) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;oh God, help us! :p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ROTFLMAO! L.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3981833002785146360?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3981833002785146360/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3981833002785146360' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3981833002785146360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3981833002785146360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-453-pang-pang-endemic.html' title='Post #453 Pang Pang Endemic'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fTFL2REpokY/SwTgxIFbVgI/AAAAAAAAABg/HeE0ZitgwwE/s72-c/pang+pang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-7270273325474728794</id><published>2011-02-10T08:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T08:14:59.273+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disdar'/><title type='text'>Post #452 Keep It Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i’m just gonna say it out loud:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;ADEK GUE ABABIL, NYET!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;that’s me reaction to a sister’s blog and the other one’s twitter (and blackberry messenger status) --“&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-7270273325474728794?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/7270273325474728794/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=7270273325474728794' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7270273325474728794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7270273325474728794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-452-keep-it-untitled.html' title='Post #452 Keep It Untitled'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-2555845408362205113</id><published>2011-02-10T08:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T08:00:56.616+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smarty-phoney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #451 Gather Round, Gather Round</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;long time no see eh bloggieeesss? i don’t have any excuse or denial but i’ve been cheating on my baby…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="5"&gt;…with tumblr&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i made a tumblr account a few months ago, and it’s been inactive since, because i was frustated with twitter (it’s only microblogging! i need to macroblog from my phone!) and then i realized that my blackberry supports tumblr, so hell yeah why not, right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it’s actually easy to use, on the dashboard you can, like, practically choose what you want to post and just bang bang, voila there goes your post. very convenient. and it works like a giant form of twitter! you can reblogged (it’s like retweeting) and you can heart the posts of others. you follow and become a follower of fellows tumblr-ers and bang, you go international!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’ve had so many dreams and&amp;#160; wishes when i was little and it keeps changing like a buddha reincarnation cycle, one of ‘em is being a writer and i think, at least for myself, i already got that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’ve said this to myself a thousand times and once yesterday to abieza, i have a purpose to write and certain post are dedicated to certain friends or big men in the parliament, big daddy J, presidents; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;THEY MIGHT NOT READ IT, BUT FOR ME IT’S BETTER THAN SITTING IN SILENCE WHERE YOU’VE BEEN GIVEN AN &lt;u&gt;OPPORTUNITY TO SPEAK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. not everybody is as lucky, ya’ know?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Edward Renaldi&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;come on! live a little! do something outta’ your daily ordinary boring stuff, maaan! bungee jumping off a cliff (with professional and safety precautions, of course) or go crazy with your life. be brave.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i think i was brave when i first parasailed. i think i was brave (&lt;strike&gt;and stupid&lt;/strike&gt;) when i lit first cigarette. i think i was brave when i came outta’ my mom’s vajayjay. i think i was brave when i realized i never gonna have a mom and dad, like forever and ever. i think i was brave when i became a senator.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;bad things that happens to your life, they suck! and no matter how you complaint and whine and cry and get angry and frustrated, it’s still gonna be bad things. but one thing you can do, get passed it. it happened and don’t waste you’re time wondering what should have done to make it right, BUT PRACTICALLY MAKE IT RIGHT.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;i’m an optimistic person and i’m so albus dumbledore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; – i believe in the very best of people. i’ve had my share of troubles of my 18-years-5-months-and-28-days of living, but i’m not gonna change. why would i change myself to follow the world where i could be different? i’m proud of being who i am. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it sucks being let down by people you believe, that’s the downward hole of an arse side of my personal values. but when everybody are only looking the worst of people, who are going to appreciate them? there are good in each individual, but people are consumed by the negative sphere that they forgot that. for me, &lt;strong&gt;that is unfair&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com"&gt;semangkuk mie ayam dan es teh manis&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://laurenzialuna.tumblr.com"&gt;kopi hitam dan rokok&lt;/a&gt; are megaphones to my voices. so hell, what i wanna say i’m gonna say it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-2555845408362205113?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/2555845408362205113/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=2555845408362205113' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2555845408362205113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2555845408362205113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-451-gather-round-gather-round.html' title='Post #451 Gather Round, Gather Round'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5149236918720646472</id><published>2011-01-20T08:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T08:28:44.570+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smarty-phoney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #450 Wasn’t Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i have, like, sooo many unpost draft here i just completely forgot to write more. i was kinda busy this holiday you know (and right now is already the end of the second week of the second semester *shy mode on!*)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i went shooting for a friend’s short-film, i’m not in it but i helped it ;) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l6CsiVcdk2w"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;click this&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, it’s the link to the trailer! and &lt;a href="http://lrnzluna.carbonmade.com"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;click this one&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for my little project hihihi ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, that’s one of the holiday. second was christmas day. that was biiihhhh-zeeeeee! (i was gonna write busy, but it’s more eyecatching isn’t it? i know i got your attention). new year’s? one word would described it. i got &lt;u&gt;wasted&lt;/u&gt;. i think it was productive start-of-the-year-night though, all of us just blabbering about the ups-and-downs of our relationships and gave each other advices and the early 4am tea to ooze the hangover LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well other than that, i was intrigued by this &lt;a href="http://www.savagechickens.com"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;savage chickens&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; comic “&lt;strong&gt;beyond the web”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://www.savagechickens.com/images/chickenlive.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;answer these questions for me, will you? i thank you for reading my blog, but also i thank you and kindly ask YOU to GET A MIRROR and ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS TO YOURSELF! i found my answer surprising me but not unexpected.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div&gt;are you, yes YOU, an internet freak?&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;ul&gt;     &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div&gt;how many hours a day do you spend online? (gaming, downloading, &lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;social networking&lt;/font&gt;, youtube, porn *i really don’t judge*, &lt;font color="#80ff00" size="5"&gt;chatting&lt;/font&gt;, etc)&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div&gt;when was the last time your email(s) inbox(es) wasn’t full of social network notification?&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div&gt;when was the last time your paper or homework assignment without any internet help?&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div&gt;did you whine and complain when your teacher and lecturer said you have to do your assignment ‘OFFLINE’?&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div&gt;are you, again YOU, a smartphone zombie?&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;ul&gt;     &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div&gt;how many social network or instant messaging service do you have in your phone and they are on ‘online-mode’?&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div&gt;are you checking your phone for instant-messages or social network notification (blackberry messenger and twitter and facebook included!) just now?&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;       &lt;div&gt;how many times in an hour do you check your phone for that?&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div&gt;will you read the rest of this post after you answer this?&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;again, i’m not judging but isn’t what &lt;strong&gt;doug savage&lt;/strong&gt; got it right in his chicken cartoon?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i gotta be honest, i’m a having a long distance relationship. not only with my dearest boyfriend, &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza&lt;/strong&gt;, but also with my bestfriends so i admit i am one of those smartphone zombies. i’m constantly on my phone, and in my time of need, i chat about it. well, waiting to see ‘em and talk to ‘em in person is a relatively hard option.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;with the time differences with abieza, when i want to talk to him sometimes it’s gotta be on the weirdest time of day, in the middle of my class or his, my lunch or his breakfast. i don’t mind and i don’t think he is either. i do feel better when i talk to him like that, but i would feel best if i talk to him personally. *this is just one of the obstacle of LDR*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;with my bestfriends, pretty much the same. not to mention with the pending, the low-battery, and all those yada-yada’s.. not all of us can be with each other at the same time even in chatting.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;this is the reality – at least my reality *lecturers in my classes always&amp;#160; emphasize on real examples* and how awkward it is when you meet someone new and when there’s this awkward silence, you’d go to your phone – maybe to strike up a conversation topic, or ask the person for social network account – the awkward silence would last longer. whatever happen to good old fashioned conversation? it’s not HUMAN it’s ROBOTIC!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;my high school family – yes, they are not friends to me, they are my family – taught me in the beginning of our journey there and also what i taught my juniors about during my time there is that &lt;em&gt;the person standing next to you may not as lucky as you to have a phone.&lt;/em&gt; our family taught us of 3C (and from my batch) + one more C. &lt;strong&gt;COMPETENCE, COMPASSION, CONSCIENCE + COMMITMENT&lt;/strong&gt;. well, simply to care about others. not just through charity (in which, i’m sorry to say, right now i’m in the most apathetic environment ever that caring is only through an overly exposed action for charity). use your phone in a necessary amount of time and don’t expose it. don’t overly hide when you’re using it too, that’s exaggerating, but just be subtle. NOT EVERYBODY, EVEN THE PERSON NEXT TO YOU, IS AS LUCKY AS YOU. &lt;font color="#400040" size="6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;be compassionate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;technology is as evil as it is helpful. be wise or be damned. be human for that matter!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for reading this, i hope you have pleasant experience and if there’s any comment, feel free to contact me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do apologize if i offend you, my readers. L.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5149236918720646472?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5149236918720646472/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5149236918720646472' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5149236918720646472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5149236918720646472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2011/01/post-460-wasnt-enough.html' title='Post #450 Wasn’t Enough'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-7878396534492671442</id><published>2010-12-28T19:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T19:34:44.114+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #449 Mengalun Bergantian Merdu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;from the beginning i’ve following &lt;strong&gt;mira lesmana’&lt;/strong&gt;s twitter and her progress of creating &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;musikal laskar pelangi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;the story itself has been an inspiration for me since the beginning. i love love &lt;strong&gt;andrea hirata&lt;/strong&gt;. my favorite indonesian writer :) inspired reading all four books.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;watching the movie, definite cry cry session. with half of gonzaga watching as well. first outing with &lt;strong&gt;jesby erc gleny&lt;/strong&gt; :’)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;and this epic masterpiece of the wondrous story, the musical one! yeaaahhh, i’m gonna watch it. please, nothing would go wrong :’) aaammmeeennn. this made possible thanks to, again, my dearest friend &lt;strong&gt;alexander christian nugroho&lt;/strong&gt;. tweet about it, &lt;strong&gt;@michaelpermana&lt;/strong&gt; said i should ask him then he asked before i did ask. *good boy :p * i wanna go with &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza&lt;/strong&gt; though :’) miss you much!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’m a theater freak! broadway freak! i watched the 60’s movie of &lt;strong&gt;west side story&lt;/strong&gt; and absolutely it’s my favorite. &lt;strong&gt;tonight&lt;/strong&gt; is one of my ultimate favorite song since i was little. i just mesmerized by theater.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wicked&lt;/strong&gt; is also my uber favorite. i mean, as a kid don’t you just love the wizard of oz? dorothy and all her adventures? broadway’s amazing! i deeply want to go to &lt;strong&gt;new york&lt;/strong&gt; for this :’)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;glee is somewhat a theater music too.. so don’t care how you mock it, hon, i love glee :*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;never watched any play life before so i’m super excited. just hope and pray nothing go wrong and i get to watch it :’)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-7878396534492671442?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/7878396534492671442/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=7878396534492671442' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7878396534492671442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7878396534492671442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-449-mengalun-bergantian-merdu.html' title='Post #449 Mengalun Bergantian Merdu'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5067452333268886403</id><published>2010-12-26T00:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:06:24.714+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOODoodle-doo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naresh sabrina abimael ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell yeah it&apos;s weekend'/><title type='text'>Post #448 So Why Leave Them Behind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;as i promised on the previous post, now i would like to write about &lt;strong&gt;masterchef&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;food&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’m a big fan of food. if you ask my hobby i would say eating is &lt;em&gt;numero uno&lt;/em&gt;. lucky for me, as a big eater i ain’t no plus-size so it really is a blessing i’m so proud to take advantage of. i also have the sweetest of sweet tooth! i absolutely love desserts, cakes, cookies, pies, ice creams, and most of all BROWNIES!!! love ‘em love ‘em! especially when the all gooey baked brownies combined with the most moist of whipped cream with chocolate sprinkles. aaarrrgghhh, all time best!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i ain’t no cook, i can cook but not so good. but i believe, with all my heart and soul, &lt;strong&gt;I AM A GOOD BAKER&lt;/strong&gt;! yesterday, yes on christmas eve morning, i bake a big pan of &lt;u&gt;valentine’s day brownies&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;the in-laws chocolate cookies&lt;/u&gt; (the latter, it’s kinda’ joke-ish mention *sorry, dearest ;)*)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="5"&gt;valentine’s day brownies&lt;/font&gt; it’s a simple baked brownies. chocolate with sugar, butter, flour, and ya’ know what brownies are made of. my addition is rum (i’m a big &lt;strong&gt;jack sparrow&lt;/strong&gt; fan too!) and candy chocolate inside or on top ;) why i named it valentine’s day brownies? because i first made it on me and dearest &lt;strong&gt;abieza’&lt;/strong&gt;s second valentine’s day on february 2010 ;) *our first was 2009, &lt;strong&gt;jazz revolution project&lt;/strong&gt; played on &lt;em&gt;raffles international christian school’&lt;/em&gt;s valentine’s day* i spent the whole morning while he was at church baking the brownies because he said he would come over later in the afternoon. aaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnddddd, he came with the biggest bouquet of yellow daisies! and &lt;strong&gt;he loved the brownies&lt;/strong&gt;! love you love you! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this brownie also has the honor of being called as &lt;em&gt;brownies dahsyat&lt;/em&gt; by my dearest &lt;strong&gt;erc&lt;/strong&gt; :* (huuuugggssss)… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="5"&gt;the in-laws chocolate cookies&lt;/font&gt; it’s kinda like chocolate chip cookies but without the chocolate chips still taste awesome though ;) i made it first for abieza’s 18 birthday and he absolutely loved it *yeaaa i know you do!* he said that his whole family liked it too *embarrass shy emoticons here!* so you get it yea why i name it that.. AMEN! *gosh, i really love my man!*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;masterchef? &lt;strong&gt;gordon ramsay&lt;/strong&gt; is frikin’ hot! and i love love love the food and &lt;strong&gt;graham elliot&lt;/strong&gt; is adorable. reminds me sort of my dearest abieza ;) *runaway and hide* the show pretty much inspires me to try learning and practicing to cook and bake. and that’s what i wanna do! i wanna cook for my man ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;btw btw btw btw! my baby cousin (well, he’s not a baby anymore) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff00" size="5"&gt;abimael candraditya&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is on &lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;the Indonesia national baseball team&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and they’re playing in Japan right now! so dooooooon’t just make a big fuss of the frikin’ football team (which not exactly national, the players are effin’ imported!), go take a look and support our baseball team too! merry christmas, my dear mael! hit the ball outta’ the park! love you soooo much!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;another btw btw btw btw &lt;font color="#80ff00" size="5"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lrnzluna.carbonmade.com"&gt;check this link out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;! thankkssss :*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5067452333268886403?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5067452333268886403/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5067452333268886403' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5067452333268886403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5067452333268886403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-448-so-why-leave-them-behind.html' title='Post #448 So Why Leave Them Behind?'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-2782653246684671085</id><published>2010-12-24T00:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T00:03:13.809+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bieber-fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #447 Can’t You See?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;oh please, &lt;a href="http://dorotheadisa.blogspot.com/2010/12/yooow-lets-go.html"&gt;click this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i dunno whether i should be enticed and flattered or be disgusted … i’m feeling more of the latter right now. so yea major awkward silence WHAT THE HELL moment. i’m pretty sure i ain’t taking it as a compliment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;oyea, and this an ultimatum! for now on, any blogpost related to my sister would be tagged as a &lt;a href="http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/search/label/bieber-fever"&gt;bieber-fever&lt;/a&gt;! can’t argue with that, it’s final! *signed and sealed by me! the one and only sole blogger of &lt;strong&gt;mie ayam dan es teh manis&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-2782653246684671085?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/2782653246684671085/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=2782653246684671085' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2782653246684671085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2782653246684671085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-447-cant-you-see.html' title='Post #447 Can’t You See?'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5220323024836744191</id><published>2010-12-23T23:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T23:56:01.250+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how i met your mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #446 Don We Know Now Our Gay Apparel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;for a cheerful sweet song to carol on christmas eve would be about some dude and his gay lover, don, and their sense of style. that is sick man! that is sick! well no, i’m just kidding. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i was surfing &lt;strong&gt;barney stinson’&lt;/strong&gt;s quote and i came across this quotation that i just have to blog, it’s freakin funny! and a possible move to &lt;strike&gt;tumblr&lt;/strike&gt; i’m considering. aaarrrghhh.. it’s more interactive to read and plain easy but this is my baby that got me through high school and now, college too! and probably the rest of my life here, so it’s just a consideration, i do have a tumblr account also but neaah..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;back to the barney quote … IT’S GONNA BE LEGEND-wait-for-it-and-i-hope-you’re-not-lactose-intolerant-DARY!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seriously. Jesus started the whole &amp;quot;wait three days&amp;quot; thing. He waited THREE days to come back to life. It was perfect! If he had only waited ONE day, a lot of people wouldn't have even heard that he died. They'd be all, &amp;quot;Hey Jesus, what up?&amp;quot; and Jesus would probably be like, &amp;quot;What up? I DIED yesterday!&amp;quot; and then they'd be all, &amp;quot;Uhh, you look pretty alive to me, dude...&amp;quot; and then Jesus would have to explain how he was resurrected, and how it was a miracle, and then the dude would be like &amp;quot;Uh okayy, whatever you say, bro...&amp;quot; And he's not gonna come back on a SATURDAY. Everybody's busy, doing chores, workin' the loom, trimmin' the beard, NO. He waited the exact right number of days, THREE. Plus it's SUNDAY, so everyone's in church already, they're all in there &amp;quot;Oh no, Jesus is DEAD&amp;quot;, then BAM! He bursts through the back door, runs up the aisle, everyone's totally psyched, and FYI, that's when he invented the high five. Three days. We wait three days to call a woman, because that's how long Jesus wants us to wait.... True story.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Barney Stinson (Season 4 Episode 21 &lt;u&gt;Three Days Rule&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is a joke and totally fits the whole &lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt; euphoria. tommorow night big daddy J is coming to town, we’re celebrating his glorious birth! soooo a barney’s bro-code-jesus-related-code would fit perfectly!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;ooyeeaah, and imma’ gonna’ write about &lt;strong&gt;masterchef&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;FOODoodoo&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow, so be sure to keep in touch! :*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TTYL me ‘arty!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5220323024836744191?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5220323024836744191/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5220323024836744191' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5220323024836744191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5220323024836744191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-446-don-we-know-now-our-gay.html' title='Post #446 Don We Know Now Our Gay Apparel'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-2227169216418946548</id><published>2010-12-22T22:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:21:32.810+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bieber-fever'/><title type='text'>Post #445 You Open the Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TRIXc_EBFgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Of9kvLMW6zA/s1600-h/disa%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="disa" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="456" alt="disa" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TRIXe83K7rI/AAAAAAAAAYc/stQ4bKZalrQ/disa_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seindah biasa &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-2227169216418946548?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/2227169216418946548/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=2227169216418946548' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2227169216418946548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2227169216418946548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-445-you-open-door.html' title='Post #445 You Open the Door'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TRIXe83K7rI/AAAAAAAAAYc/stQ4bKZalrQ/s72-c/disa_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1406211975787170392</id><published>2010-12-22T12:44:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:44:36.512+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Post #442 Say to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TRGQOawW9kI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/07wjH4I23Vw/s1600-h/mommy%27s%20day%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="mommy&amp;#39;s day" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="mommy&amp;#39;s day" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TRGQQYEeEKI/AAAAAAAAAYU/lO0jd-YYSn8/mommy%27s%20day_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;happy mother’s day Indonesia :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1406211975787170392?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1406211975787170392/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1406211975787170392' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1406211975787170392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1406211975787170392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-442-say-to-me.html' title='Post #442 Say to Me'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TRGQQYEeEKI/AAAAAAAAAYU/lO0jd-YYSn8/s72-c/mommy%27s%20day_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1278336648341836983</id><published>2010-12-11T06:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T06:55:24.035+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #442 Speaking Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;still at this shitty shitty bang bang place of immigration office.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;keep telling myself all the way, that it’s for &lt;strong&gt;world model united nations&lt;/strong&gt; .. i’m doing it for WMUN 2011!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i am not the only one pissed though *alongside the human sardines* the officer in the photo booth, yeaa everybody can tell from her voice giving out announcement, she’s pretty damn pissed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;looks like i’m staying until afternoon or night today here. aarrgghh, can somebody come and get me? &lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#800040" size="6"&gt;i am in need of a big super sloppy burger.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;oyeaa, i’ll be most avoiding crowded places for ummm.. until the end of the year perhaps? oh yea, it’s only three weeks away. is 2011 really coming that fast?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;can you tell i’m really bored right now? the juice on my dearest lappy’s dying so this post is heavily depending on the last few minutes of my batteries. and there’s a little girl sitting on my left looking at the screen of my laptop.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;good thing i have a pretty damn nice wallpaper. camera swap :) me holding i think cece’s camera, jesby behind me with my camera, and cece with benhard’s. it was on UPH building D room 501.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;oyeah, there’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0" size="5"&gt;high school model united nations&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;coming in february 2011 only at &lt;strong&gt;universitas pelita harapan&lt;/strong&gt;. be sure your high school participate! it’s a great opportunity to learn and role-playing UN diplomats. well this imma’ write some more when i have more information :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye bye from immigration f*ckin office, TTYL :*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1278336648341836983?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1278336648341836983/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1278336648341836983' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1278336648341836983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1278336648341836983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-442-speaking-words-of-wisdom.html' title='Post #442 Speaking Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-465289719551111382</id><published>2010-12-11T06:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T06:59:50.707+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #441 To Have Been Where I Have Been</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i am writing this in a shitty improper dreckitude place owned by the government. a little office filled with human sardines called the jakarta selatan imigration office.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it is, in this blogger solemn opinion, an embarrassment of the government. why you ask? i had the marvelous experience of seeing two foreigners, i believe from their accent and behavior that they are americans. as they flee as fast as the could from the upper level, they shouted “this is crazy, this is madness!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;as i quote those two men, i indeed agree. people are literally pushed here and there through the unknown current of where to go, uncertainty, and just plain CHAOS. children crying, babies shouting (and/or the other way around). ladies with over the top make-up which already running down their faces because of the heat (this one is actually funny)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;in this governmental office i met the state of Indonesia. they are the officers behind the counters, with all the fancy outfits, garuda and name badges, and paperworks. some of them are really busy, i can tell. i saw one with a banana in one hand, blackberry smartphone on the other, and no paperwork at all, she might be the important person here ;) i understand that they are busy and there’s a lot of people they have to serve (well, they are the &lt;strong&gt;civil servants&lt;/strong&gt;), but the way they act is just AWFUL. no smile, at least thank you’s. THEY ARE JUST RUDE!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="7"&gt;RUDE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;not to mention oh how crowded the place is. as i said, a human sardine can! there’s two explanation to this&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;the people are UNCIVILIZED. they just don’t know how to queue, they just hit anybody who come in their way. such dreadful scene. this is embarrassing to those foreigners in the office, is this really the portrait of the people of Indonesia? EMBARRASSING&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;the CIVIL SERVANTS in their fancy office is PROVEN 100% UNRELIABLE AND UNABLE to control and manage their establishment. EMBARRASSING&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is exactly why i want to jump in to work in for the country. so that there’ll be no more blog post about this, no more foreigners coming in to the governmental office shouting this is crazy and madness. NO MORE HUMAN SARDINES.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this writing is definitely dedicated to my dearest country’s bureaucracy, if you read this, i’ll be gladly meet up and really voice it out: DUDE, YOU’VE GOT THE AWFUL-EST MANAGEMENT OF OFFICES.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you, i’ll be back with more blogging later tonight ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-465289719551111382?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/465289719551111382/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=465289719551111382' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/465289719551111382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/465289719551111382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-441-to-have-been-where-i-have-been.html' title='Post #441 To Have Been Where I Have Been'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-4604394127435102263</id><published>2010-12-09T23:12:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:12:22.120+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Post #440 You Better Watch Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TQD_3tBou9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/_SOJJ3kIago/s1600-h/mau%20natalan%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SONY DSC" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="202" alt="SONY DSC" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TQD_5T7gqGI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Zww5ziexsGM/mau%20natalan_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;mau natalan gajahnya ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-4604394127435102263?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/4604394127435102263/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=4604394127435102263' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4604394127435102263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4604394127435102263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-440-you-better-watch-out.html' title='Post #440 You Better Watch Out'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TQD_5T7gqGI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Zww5ziexsGM/s72-c/mau%20natalan_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5528174710050447621</id><published>2010-12-08T23:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:42:10.248+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAZZ REVOLUTION PROJECT yeaaaahhh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><title type='text'>Post #439 And I Always Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;my current profile picture on facebook (it’s the &lt;a href="http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/11/post-436-skinny-dipping-in-dark.html"&gt;post #436&lt;/a&gt; exhibit c) brought back a lot of good but hell tiresome memories. even thinking about it makes me tired.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it is the picture of me taken by &lt;strong&gt;abyatar’&lt;/strong&gt;s camera on day 1 of LDK, day 2 for us senior year senators.&amp;#160; we just woke up from a damn &lt;strike&gt;cold&lt;/strike&gt; freezing night *and it’s only 15 minutes drive from my house*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it’s not the LDK memories coming back but the sweet TIRESOME memories of being member of the 2009/2010 senat, 1st secretary :’)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unwanted diet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forced insomnia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;class skipper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tension &amp;amp; drama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zero sunlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, seems hard work all the times? yes, it’s hard work all the time. but i miss it so much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;first three-four months of senat, never i went home before 4 o’clock * i got home at 8.30ish, and still have work to do, homework, assignments, tests, phone calls* oh and if you take a look at my june 2009 archives, i post a blog a day before my one and only summer vacation (which was only a week) to visit my mother and sister for the secretaries: messages, reminders, formats, contact numbers of me and putri. on that day also, i almost skip class re-registration because of monthly senat meeting was on that day. the next week, right after i landed back safely in jakarta’s soekarno hatta airport, turned on the phone, erc called me to come to school the very next day to go over gonzaga festival 2009 proposal. it was awesome.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;one positive awesome side, you got soooo used to reading and editing documents and all other papers you got sick of using copy-paste on assignments! o hell yea, you feel how it’s like to be a teacher (and actually ACTUALLY i’m quoting &lt;strong&gt;pak yudi’&lt;/strong&gt;s word on this; he actually ACTUALLY said this to us when grading MOS tests), you’d learn how to read from the most beautiful and well written handwriting, to the one you have to pass over the answer sheet to all the senators to guess one word, and to the handwriting you know so well because the guy tried every test.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;and one other thing i love love so much, because i have to type the &lt;em&gt;notulen&lt;/em&gt; for monthly meeting and forum if it’s a senat forum, gonzfest if erc unavailable *done this on a meeting*, mos if chantal or yayi unavailable *done this on the after MOS forum*, I CAN TYPE REALLY REALLY FAST ;) sooooo great for note-taking in class now ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;we learned politics. not the kind i study now on &lt;strong&gt;prof. aleksius jemadu’&lt;/strong&gt;s class with &lt;strong&gt;andrew heywood’&lt;/strong&gt;s book. similar but we have GREAT BUREAUCRATIC REFORM! bureaucracy in gonzaga is sooooooooo reform and neat and perfectly assembled, people spent days, nee weeks thinking about it (yes, this i’m referring to the after meeting discussion of &lt;strong&gt;danu adri cece&lt;/strong&gt; about the bureaucracy of &lt;strong&gt;gonzaga festival 2009&lt;/strong&gt;, awesome awesome).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;being a secretary of senat in gonzaga, ummmhh.. first, you’ll be the person who knows everything because you write everything. you know people’s good and bad side, and what others think about it because you write everything. you know when what’s going on because you write the calendar. you’ll be the most looked for person BEFORE an event, be there during proposal-making, being asked for previous year documents, and being asked for your autograph ;) buuuuuuttt AFTER the event wrapped up, &lt;u&gt;PUBLIC ENEMY NUMBER ONE&lt;/u&gt;! with just one question, either the secretary or head of event would try to escape your clutches (putri and i find the escape route to be most useful when avoiding danu or pak yudi or &lt;strong&gt;pater alis&lt;/strong&gt;):&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #ffffff" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LPJ gimana perkembangannya? ini uda h+sekian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;during our term, &lt;strong&gt;putri&lt;/strong&gt; and i made a h+14 policy that the accountability report (LPJ) has to be in our hands. the only ones who look for us and not the other way around was MOS with &lt;strong&gt;hagi chantal yayi&lt;/strong&gt; they are the most diligent and according to our secretary bible and punctual and oh i just love them :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;for my dearest &lt;strong&gt;erica pricilla tjiadarma&lt;/strong&gt; oh, her hardwork for gonzaga festival proposal, letters, invitation, everything oh gosh. i’m speechless that she’s still sane enough to be president of yearbook committee. if i were in her position, i’d shot my self in the head. love you so much er. accompanying her all those long days and long nights, she’s doing hers i’m doing mine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;silliest memory was LAPTOPS. in plural. the usual victim were mine, erc’s, &lt;strong&gt;ceno’&lt;/strong&gt;s, and &lt;strong&gt;ceces &lt;/strong&gt;(without the apostrophe, you should be messing with YV crew if you’re to find out about this, he wasn’t around too i think) LOL! mine would be somewhere used to compose and edit some senat or study tour document on one side of the moderator room with the mod computer. erc’s would be on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;fr. khrisma’s&lt;/strike&gt; OUR desk&lt;/strong&gt; (o yea, we seniors own the mod room, not the moderators :p ) working on gonzfest as well as the mod’s other computer and printer. ceno’s would be used to do everything that had to do with&amp;#160; rundowns and however the each second of gonzaga festival would be going on. ceces in other hand, would be used for combination of the previous three with the additional &lt;strong&gt;abe&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to listen to any song, me and erc were too bored to do anything and the mod computers were used by someone else and we (mostly me) would play silly with the touch screen *kill me now*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;multi-tasking is one of the benefits. juggling senat, school, social life, boyfriend, friends, other committees (study tour *study tour ate my sanity* and yearbook *this, literally did not sleep for two weeks, probably only an hour, two tops a day. i’ll tell you the secret later* ), and family (by family i mean having dinner with everybody and sleeping not as everybody else were waking up). the most memorable memory of multitasking would be &lt;strong&gt;january 28, 2010&lt;/strong&gt; one day before &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza’&lt;/strong&gt;s birthday. on that wonderful 18th birthday of his, lucky me it was also the deadline for the senat LPJ. went home as early as i could, started baking cookies at around 5ish, finished at 9ish, worked on senat’s LPJ until 10 and then rode a bike in the middle of the night to finish the job on &lt;em&gt;snapy&lt;/em&gt; (printing place), biked home at 11 slept at 1 in the morning after finished cleaning up and all the rest. in the middle of baking, i had my laptop nearby so that when the cookies on the oven, i’d worked. i was so famished so tired so haven’t-got-much-sleep-all-night, i forgot to mention why the school prayed for timmy that day. i didn’t say it was his birthday on the intercom at the afternoon &lt;strong&gt;angelus prayer&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i’m still confused why we had our breakup&lt;strong&gt; after&lt;/strong&gt; all this fiasco, not during LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;actually all those resulted in me getting sick right DURING IN THE MIDDLE OF GONZAGA FESTIVAL 2009 DAY ONE! DAY UNOS! DAY SATU! DAY EEN! don’t really want to talk about it but doctor told me to a month rest, i was naughty so not even two weeks rest i went back to school on three days before gonzaga festival ended. it was all worth it when up on stage, documentating &lt;strong&gt;jazz revolution project&lt;/strong&gt; i saw all of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;our parents&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i saw &lt;strong&gt;galih’s &lt;/strong&gt;brother first right in front of stage, then his mom and dad :) then i saw &lt;strong&gt;cece’s &lt;/strong&gt;mom :) then &lt;strong&gt;abe’s &lt;/strong&gt;mom, not sure if i saw his dad or not :) then to the far left of the stage, near the gonzaga swb sign, &lt;strong&gt;putri'’s &lt;/strong&gt;mom and brother :) they were with &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; third grade homeroom teacher, the closest thing i ever have to a motherly figure, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;bu susan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :’)&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;oh how &lt;strong&gt;mike edwin &lt;/strong&gt;and i love her so much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;ah i could go on and on and on but i already broke my promise to do my econs final paper so ttylfn! :*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5528174710050447621?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5528174710050447621/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5528174710050447621' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5528174710050447621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5528174710050447621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-439-and-i-always-will.html' title='Post #439 And I Always Will'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-7395910944590728394</id><published>2010-12-02T13:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T13:30:54.110+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Relations UPH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell yeah it&apos;s weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoovies'/><title type='text'>Post #438 Without My Make Up On</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Orang pintar sudah banyak, maka&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="justify"&gt;bagaimana caranya kamu unggul dari antara mereka?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="justify"&gt;LUCK.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nadia Karisa – &lt;a href="http://lookingtodiscover.blogspot.com"&gt;http://lookingtodiscover.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;reporting live from the most uber craziest boring lemme’ die right now class. what’s that? &lt;strike&gt;f*cking&lt;/strike&gt; KINDERGARTEN in COLLEGE DAYS. aaaarrrrrgggghhhhhh, imma’ be dead right after i publish this thing. ma’am finish up already.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, that’s all the crap i want to shout right no in learning and communication class.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;she’s talking of visual designing right now, and it reminds me that i had made a wonderful picture of me and &lt;strong&gt;han solo&lt;/strong&gt; :) gonna post it later, still have to put the finishing touches :* (still can’t decide the backdrop, my room, gonz, or the millennium falcon) LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;right now i’m starving like crazy and what gets me up today is: &lt;strong&gt;it is d-2 to BANDUNG :) &lt;/strong&gt;erica pricilla, love, me miss you so much! :D :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;oh, and if you read this ndriy… gleny wants to talk to you. please at least read her out. girls on PMS are not the enemy you want, dear ;) wish for the best for you both :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;oh and i really really want to watch &lt;strong&gt;the chronicles of narnia: the voyage of the dawn treader&lt;/strong&gt; :) anybody wanna watch together with me? aarrgghhh… and also i’m sooo waiting for &lt;strong&gt;han solo in 3D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that’s 2012 luuunnnnn :’) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;solo and anakin&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160; *crying like a baby*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;what most i can’t wait is &lt;strong&gt;world model united nations, singapore march 14-18 2011&lt;/strong&gt;! excited excited!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;TTYLFN!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-7395910944590728394?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/7395910944590728394/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=7395910944590728394' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7395910944590728394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7395910944590728394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-438-without-my-make-up-on.html' title='Post #438 Without My Make Up On'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3707022312801465845</id><published>2010-12-01T12:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:53:42.565+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #437 I Gotta See Your Face Some More</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;just a little warning, if you’re (by YOU i mean ANYBODY who would think YOU’RE in this post) gonna go upset after reading stop reading after the full stop mark at the end of this statement&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="7"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;it was a dream, i was asleep, my eyes were closed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;you’d betcha’ i didn’t control my mind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;some say dreams are deep unconscious desire of your heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;really?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;don’t ever realize i want it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;duh-oh! you’re friggin’ unconscious!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;other some say that dreams are opposite of what gonna happen&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;really?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;don’t want the opposite to happen either&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i really can’t make up my mind eh?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;me say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slideshow of images&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;so here the slideshow of images only going on in my head&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;can’t get ‘em out, don’t want ‘em out exactly&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;our day to day chats, like the usual&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;stupid messages in our stupid blackberries&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;up to sharing deep complication of what’s going on in each other’s day to day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;miles apart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and when we did meet up&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;just a hug, just a kiss&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;that i can’t get out of my head&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;it becomes a slideshow of images&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;but ah, never mind really&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;it was only a dream&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;reality only almost’s, nearly’s, about to’s&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;make it more real next time, would 'ya’!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;please, it’s only a dream. only words, if you’re pissed don’t get mad if i snap back at you (again YOU here can be ANYBODY. these are just words!). oh do i wish i was talking about &lt;strong&gt;han solo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3707022312801465845?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3707022312801465845/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3707022312801465845' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3707022312801465845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3707022312801465845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-437-i-gotta-see-your-face-some.html' title='Post #437 I Gotta See Your Face Some More'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-117947922204903728</id><published>2010-11-29T15:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T15:14:58.743+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #436 Skinny Dipping in the Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is me with nothing to do, too much randomness in the ole’ noodle, and PLAIN PRANKish MODE ON! *please, if you’re on this post &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;do not kill me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;perhaps from the title you’d think i’d post some of me really skinny dipping but heeeeeeeeelllllllllll nnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooo!!! *i do want to swim soon but really, i’ve been asking like since before UN and still no response. &lt;strong&gt;ANYBODY?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;* but only to remind, the title to the post #450 is a song title: you guess it ‘mmkaay?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is a random post about a single shirt worn in many occasion *talk about repetitive fashion choice* on different persons! tsk tsk …&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPNgzJYO4JI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/jU8DcxJsTvs/s1600-h/luna%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="luna" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="luna" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPNg0AOtelI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zoMeBF3dsLA/luna_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPNg2sPE1TI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VYw71Z-aAUQ/s1600-h/mikey%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="mikey" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="164" alt="mikey" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPNg3x2ZXwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vqLIvReZ2Ds/mikey_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;left-right: me @ LDK, abieza’s farewell&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;if you pay not really close attention you’ll see that me and &lt;strong&gt;michael keveen siahaan&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a. &lt;strong&gt;mikey&lt;/strong&gt; are wearing the same shirt. ummm.. aren’t we really n*sync (oops, that’s a &lt;strike&gt;boy&lt;/strike&gt;band) but really how we end up with the same shirt? well, this the story goes . . . that thing doesn’t belong any of us. it belongs to a person very dear to our hearts . . . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPNg6FB2MpI/AAAAAAAAAXg/pB0StR0h0cw/s1600-h/abecece%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abecece" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="163" alt="abecece" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPNg6jD-IMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Bn3E0p6AJtw/abecece_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;well well well, he has someone dear to his heart too ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;what i can confirm is that &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza&lt;/strong&gt; own&lt;strike&gt;ed&lt;/strike&gt; the shirt. but hmm, who could possibly give him such hugs? that’s not his girlfriend *jealous mode* that’s not his mum *rise an eyebrow* that’s not his sister or brother *rise the other eyebrow*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;guess who it is and if you get it right i‘ll give you a box of oreo star! first five get ‘em *like there’s many people reading this thing* *this is not open for timothy, the person hugging him, and whoever came to the terminal 2D aug 20, 2010*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is really crappy, aarrrrggghh i’m bored. forget about this *hang myself from my desk* will be back after a brainstorm of randomness attack *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TTYL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-117947922204903728?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/117947922204903728/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=117947922204903728' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/117947922204903728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/117947922204903728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/11/post-436-skinny-dipping-in-dark.html' title='Post #436 Skinny Dipping in the Dark'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPNg0AOtelI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zoMeBF3dsLA/s72-c/luna_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-9140069308691272430</id><published>2010-11-29T14:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T14:19:07.166+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell yeah it&apos;s weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoovies'/><title type='text'>Post #435 Some Say They Don’t Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;everybody at &lt;em&gt;kost&lt;/em&gt; is out tonight. well, not exactly everybody gleny and i stayed in. i’m just super not in the mood to go out this couple of days. aarrgghhh, except for dear &lt;strong&gt;harry potter and the deathly hallows part one&lt;/strong&gt; . and yesssss! you’ve probably dont’ guess it (like anybody read this thing anw), i’m going to chit chat about the movie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;very first of all please &lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;italic&lt;/em&gt; that i am a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;MASSIVE HARRY POTTER MANIAC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes, not just a fan but a maniac. like &lt;strong&gt;abieza&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;cece&lt;/strong&gt; with their star wars thing. yeaaa, that whole lot. i have ALL THE BOOKS (by all i mean all seven series *the 5th is still with &lt;strong&gt;mike &lt;/strong&gt;soo minus one :’( *&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="480" src="http://weblogs.fox40.com/MovieFix/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows-Movie-Poster-Large.jpg" width="324" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;soooo, last saturday afternoon i watched harry potter and the deathly hallows part 1 with &lt;strong&gt;alexander christian nugroho&lt;/strong&gt; *thanks soooo much for accompanying me and GM lunch, well we both craved for it so yeaa thanks* only the second day after premiered in Indonesia so it’s only acceptable that we got tickets *super so lucky* in the very front row and really on the side.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;movie was GUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEE!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;aaaaaaaarrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh, cannot bring myself to talk about this. my gosh, i actually shout “what the hell” when it ends on the part when aargghhh.. i totally cried when dobby died :’( it would’ve been a hard cry cry session but the cece-factor soooo didnt –“ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;really really can’t wait for the part two.. oh gosh oh gosh, re-reading &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tales of beedle the bard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now :’) the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tales of the three brothers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the movie was awesome. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;soooo, better oh oh oh watch it ah ah ah *this is sooo random :p *&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;#nowplaying &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fireworks&lt;/strong&gt; – &lt;strong&gt;katy perry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-9140069308691272430?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/9140069308691272430/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=9140069308691272430' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/9140069308691272430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/9140069308691272430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/11/post-435-some-say-they-dont-know.html' title='Post #435 Some Say They Don’t Know'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3318989986645112792</id><published>2010-11-29T09:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T14:55:43.917+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell yeah it&apos;s weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #434 Gotta Slow It Down Baby Gotta Have Some Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;ABSEN AWESOME WEEKEND SAUDARA-SAUDARA!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;20 November 2010 &lt;strong&gt;alexander christian nugroho &lt;/strong&gt;harry potter and the deathly hallows part one! &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza&lt;/strong&gt; skype :’)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;27 November 2010&lt;strong&gt; andriyawan sasmita, christian natasaputra, johannes vincent audy aistiwa, agustinus galih setyanto, teman-teman dan guru-guru kolese gonzaga&lt;/strong&gt; edufair kolese gonzaga :D &lt;strong&gt;jessica indriani&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160; PIM dan PL Fair &lt;strong&gt;alexander christian nugroho, michael permana rinaldi, michael sadena dibyantoro, raissa nakita chairul, syaura qotrunadha, michael keveen siahaan, aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh banyak deh :p&lt;/strong&gt; PL Fair 2010: Your Mind is Our Stage! &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza&lt;/strong&gt; skype :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;4 December 2010 &lt;strong&gt;erica pricilla tjiardama, fransisca samantha clarissa, &lt;/strong&gt;*ammiiiinnn* &lt;strong&gt;khairina anindya, &lt;/strong&gt;*teman penculikan bandungkuh* &lt;strong&gt;jessica indriani, dan temaaaan temaaaaaaannnn banduuuuuunggggggkkuuuuuuhh :) &lt;/strong&gt;semoga bisa ketemu yaa smuaaa :D oiyaa, &lt;strong&gt;alexander christian nugroho&lt;/strong&gt; menjanjikan babi :p &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza&lt;/strong&gt; kita ketemu juga yaa ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;11 December 2010 &lt;strong&gt;BELAJAR UJIAN AKHIR SEMESTER SAUDARA-SAUDARA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;18 December 2010 &lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS SHOPPING SAUDARA-SAUDARA! &lt;/strong&gt;ada yang mau volunteer temani? ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;24 December 2010 &lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS EVE!! &lt;/strong&gt;ada yang mau temani di stefanus? WB? CC? hmm..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;25 December 2010 &lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS SAYAAAANGKUUUH :D &lt;/strong&gt;bogor here i come!! &lt;strong&gt;nareshwara odananto, sabrina ayana, abimael candraditya, om tante my loves, eyang tomo eyang milly :*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;31 December 2010 &lt;strong&gt;BELUM ADA PLAN&lt;/strong&gt; :’( *LOL*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3318989986645112792?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3318989986645112792/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3318989986645112792' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3318989986645112792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3318989986645112792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/11/post-434-gotta-slow-it-down-baby-gotta.html' title='Post #434 Gotta Slow It Down Baby Gotta Have Some Fun'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-286268706869012692</id><published>2010-11-22T21:15:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T09:46:03.143+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAZZ REVOLUTION PROJECT yeaaaahhh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #433 Jump Off That Sofa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;after a long long time not touching any arts or my darling adobe photoshop today i made these&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TOp6r-iZ7xI/AAAAAAAAAW8/78MTiW9y_2M/s1600-h/G%20A%20L%20A%20U%203%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="G A L A U 3" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="174" alt="G A L A U 3" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TOp6ue9ywBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/kTUp8ZUyM2c/G%20A%20L%20A%20U%203_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this one is combination of (from top left to right):&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pilot Project LDK Senat 2009/2010,Kolese Gonzaga XI IPS 1 #21, Kolese Gonzaga #21 (my almamater then on my almamater now), Kolese Gonzaga XII IPS 2 #21, The Boys’ Football in Senayan, Senat Kolese Gonzaga 2009/2010, Kolese Gonzaga #21, Jazz Revolution Project Recording Session, Cece Syau Andriy Abe at Monas around 10 pm –.-“ (Cece and Andriy’s first time), Abe’s Last Supper, one day before he departed to NL :’)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img title="G A L A U 2" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="174" alt="G A L A U 2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TOp6vwlDkrI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Yjhy-_Dxc10/G%20A%20L%20A%20U%202_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;while this one is of me and my dearest friends: erc jesby gleny :) the L-shaped pictures were on gleny’s 17th birthday while the one on the school’s gazebo was on school visit to some factory taken by cece (picture with all four of us are soooo rare so usually thanks to this guy right there) and the big one was on the factory taken by don’t remember who :p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TOp60FkjjRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/TCHI3eKyqhY/s1600-h/G%20A%20L%20A%20U%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="G A L A U" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="174" alt="G A L A U" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TOp657CALhI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8Wt38WhE8CU/G%20A%20L%20A%20U_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this one is my baby &lt;strong&gt;jazz revolution project&lt;/strong&gt; :) these were when they played at school for a certain tea product :’) didn’t watch them, i had to play teacher watching MOS’ head selection :( danu won’t let me sneak a peak so i just at the teacher’s table and hid my head while they played funky chunky :’( gosh how i love these guys sooo bad! &lt;strong&gt;abieza alexander galih putri&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;u&gt;TRIVIA&lt;/u&gt;: alexander abieza project was the previous name of JRP)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-286268706869012692?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/286268706869012692/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=286268706869012692' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/286268706869012692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/286268706869012692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/11/post-433-jump-off-that-sofa.html' title='Post #433 Jump Off That Sofa'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TOp6ue9ywBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/kTUp8ZUyM2c/s72-c/G%20A%20L%20A%20U%203_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-4568262205413543446</id><published>2010-11-22T19:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T09:12:02.197+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><title type='text'>Post #432 Waves of Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, the proper and fit (berasa anggota DPR cek-cek fit &amp;amp; proper) song would be backstreet boys’ backstreet back … the thriller-like video with the shouting “everybody yeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaahhhhh, rock your body yeeeeeeaaaaaaaaahhhhh”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;naah, me not gonna b*tch about boybands here… to be honest i kind of liking ‘em :* right now my #nowplaying is westlife’s something right (i’m such a twitter freak i must violate some massive-twittering-everything-during-anything law)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;after a long LONG long LONG long LONG time i’ve not updated this baby of mine, finally I AM BACK BABY! i’ve been busy (not sure with what), i’ve been sick (the usual liver with additional fever and sore throat on the side, and throwing up a whole lot for desert), my laptop’s been dead (and resurrected with the power of Rp 110,000,-), and i went to &lt;strong&gt;gonzaga performance night&lt;/strong&gt; (you go, micin!), and i didn’t go to &lt;strong&gt;gonzaga festival of performance and show: nasi pejabat&lt;/strong&gt; (sorry wisang deaaar! damn you illness).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i dedicate this post special for &lt;strong&gt;jessica indriani&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a. &lt;strong&gt;jesbon_sapioke&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a. &lt;strong&gt;@bonjesbon&lt;/strong&gt; (if you’re to follow her, follow me tooooo: &lt;strong&gt;@marialaurenzia&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;what bummed me most was i missed a chance to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;bernardus bayu&lt;/strong&gt;, damn i miss that boyfriend-of-my-bestfriend-and-my-fellow-good-mate. and also annoy &lt;strong&gt;cece, galih, &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;putri&lt;/strong&gt; by saying that we should’ve been on that stage *crying like a baby* miss you guys sooooo much :’)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well i found this on &lt;strike&gt;facebook&lt;/strike&gt; and am gonna fill it, just for fun ;) then i’m off writing another piece of blog, ‘mkay? TTYL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SHUFFFFLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;RULES:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. Tag 20 friends (make me #21 so I can see your results).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. Have Fun!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Fireflies – Owl City &lt;em&gt;you would not believe your eyes&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Enjoy Yourself – Michael Jackson &lt;em&gt;enjoy yourself with me :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anybody’s Answer – Grand Funk Railroad &lt;em&gt;umm, you can’t get away from it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Party in the USA – Miley Cyrus &lt;em&gt;yeaa i’m so happy i feel like in a party ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Room Service – Pitbull &lt;em&gt;what the hell? LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You Light Up My Life – Instrumental &lt;em&gt;hmm, i light your life but mmkaay :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In Transit – Mark Hoppus feat. Pete Wentz &lt;em&gt;i give myself away *ummmkkaayyy*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We are the World – Michael Jackson &lt;em&gt;whoaa, good perception pops!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Love for a Child – Jason Mraz &lt;em&gt;i ain’t no pedophile but i do love Jesus and want a kid (or two or three ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Kashmir – Led Zeppelin &lt;em&gt;yeah sure, kashmir it is ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White – Various Artist &lt;em&gt;salsa baby! come dance it with me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For No One – The Beatles &lt;em&gt;yeaaa, soo me LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Way You Look at Me – Christian Bautista &lt;em&gt;uh eh whaat? yeaa yeaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Kangen – Maliq &amp;amp; d’Essentials &lt;em&gt;shit! jesbon erc, this is sooooooooo US and our endless chat since uhmm, friday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She’s Not You – Elvis Presley &lt;em&gt;well, my husband is my husband ain’t nobody else i want but my future hubby ;) *blushes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What a Wonderful World – Louis Armstrong &lt;em&gt;yeaaayy, absolutely would be best :’)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bohemian Rhapsody – Queen &lt;em&gt;escape from reality, yeaa i do that a lot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The First Noel – Michael Paulo &lt;em&gt;this is just whack! fear of christmas? who do you think i am? Grinch? LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For Lisa – Brian Setzer &lt;em&gt;yeah, i can play this song so well and i’m afraid of it. but in the other hand, who’s not afraid of &lt;strong&gt;fur elise&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the Beginning – Richard Marx and Donna Lewis &lt;em&gt;Unexpected, what you did to my heart. again, jesbyyyyy ercccc sooo our endless chat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I Won’t Say I’m in Love – Megara &lt;em&gt;daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnn craaaaaaaaapppppppp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHAT WILL YOU TITLE THIS AS?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Everything – Michael Buble &lt;em&gt;hmmm yeaa, mmkkaayy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-4568262205413543446?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/4568262205413543446/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=4568262205413543446' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4568262205413543446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4568262205413543446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/11/post-432-waves-of-joy.html' title='Post #432 Waves of Joy'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6400888758085237279</id><published>2010-10-17T20:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:14:57.229+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Post #431 But Your Love is My Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;first two of these three pictures are just the experiment of my completely and utterly devastating boredom!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TLr2wQf0mrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wrbfSUDmNpE/s1600-h/01%20dianna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SONY DSC" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="139" alt="SONY DSC" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TLr1hzuNsCI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ByZS7K9vF9Q/01%20dianna_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;well this is sort of what’s going on in my desk: laptop, file, pookie, printer, water bottle, bunch o’ papers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TLr1kKzUwdI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mi0zRUF71Y4/s1600-h/02%20Vignette%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="SONY DSC" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="139" alt="SONY DSC" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TLr1oIwScfI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cwQflggaaVk/02%20Vignette_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;these are my bestfriend : erica pricilla tjiadarma &amp;amp; jessica indriani *hugs*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="160" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_labu58e6DF1qcz4j8o1_500.jpg" width="240" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;cece, bimo, aldie, wisang, abe and i, bayu :’) *smooches*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6400888758085237279?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6400888758085237279/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6400888758085237279' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6400888758085237279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6400888758085237279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/10/post-431-but-your-love-is-my-relief.html' title='Post #431 But Your Love is My Relief'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TLr1hzuNsCI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ByZS7K9vF9Q/s72-c/01%20dianna_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-8328347301943899618</id><published>2010-10-14T08:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T08:22:51.227+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #430 When I Grew Up, I Called Him Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;about to make breakfast and waiting for Lauren to wake up and for Aireen to pick us up and off to campus. hhhh, last day of IRF today :s&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i woke up with the most awful dream in the world and i pray for it never going to happen :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;sooooo,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;the nightmare started with somehow grandmama and i got tickets to netherland *cheerrriioooooo! yiippeee!*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;skip to departure day, still at home.. somehow cece aldie syaura were at my house; loads of cigarette boxes and chocolate wrappers scattered in my room *sooo healthy eh guys?*, i bet some of ‘em are for dearest dude.chit chat here and there and then i fell asleep *gosh even when i’m tired in life, i’m tired in my dreams as well*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i woke up and there’s a gazillion missed call from grandmama both on my blackberry-phone *shooowww off mucchh!!* and home-phone. asked grandpapa, yeaa grandmama left already. *crying session*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i dont’ exactly remember (or want to) what’s the rest but hell yea, t’was just a stupid nightmare. *sad though* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-8328347301943899618?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/8328347301943899618/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=8328347301943899618' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8328347301943899618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8328347301943899618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/10/post-430-when-i-grew-up-i-called-him.html' title='Post #430 When I Grew Up, I Called Him Mine'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3009628188073024933</id><published>2010-10-11T19:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:08:54.671+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Relations UPH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPH PH PH'/><title type='text'>Post #429 So Return to the Time Where I'd Find You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;terima kasih Tuhan atas penyertaanMu dalam UTS kami, mahasiswa-mahasiswi Universitas Pelita Harapan, seminggu yang lalu. kami bersyukur atas kuasaMu kami dapat mengerjakan ujian kami dengan maksimal dan dengan jujur. ya Bapa, kami berserah kepadaMu untuk hasil kami. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;ya Bapa, kami berdoa bagi dosen kami. sertai dan bimbinglah mereka agar dapat mengoreksi dan menilai ujian kami dengan baik. terima kasih juga Bapa, bagi para dosen sehingga dapat memberikan ujian yang maksimal bagi kami.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;ya Bapa, terima kasih bahwa pada hari ini acara International Relations Fiesta dapat dibuka dan diselenggarakan dengan baik. semua tidak bisa berjalan tanpa dengan adanya kuasaMu, Bapa. berkatilah panitia, peserta, serta semua orang yang terlibat dalam acara ini kekuatan untuk menjalankan hingga penutupan kamis nanti.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;sekiranya apa yang kami lakukan tidak lepas dari kuasaMu dan hanya demi kemuliaan nama Tuhan yang lebih besar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;terima kasih Tuhan Yesus, amin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3009628188073024933?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3009628188073024933/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3009628188073024933' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3009628188073024933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3009628188073024933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/10/post-429-so-return-to-time-where-i-find.html' title='Post #429 So Return to the Time Where I&amp;#39;d Find You'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-4919928066300849864</id><published>2010-10-04T07:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T12:36:18.418+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPH PH PH'/><title type='text'>Post #428 Do I Repulse You With My Queasy Smile?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Selamat pagi Tuhan Yesus,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Terima kasih Tuhan atas pagi yang indah ini dan terima kasih Tuhan aku bisa bangun dan menikmati hari ini. Ya Bapa terima kasih atas penyertaanMu dalam istirahat semalam.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ya Bapa, pada pagi hari ini, kami anak-anakMu, mahasiswa-mahasiswa Universitas Pelita Harapan akan memulai Ujian Tengah Semester Ganjil 2010. Ya Bapa, kami mohon penyertaanMu dalam mengerjakan ujian kami. Ya Bapa, curahkan roh kudusMu sehingga kami mampu mengerjakan ujian kami dengan jujur.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ya Bapa, berkatilah anakMu, Abieza. Berikanlah dia kekuatan dalam menjalani studinya disana. Berkatilah juga kami berdua, kekuatan dan kepercayaan satu dengan yang lain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ya Bapa, semua ini kami lakukan hanya demi lebih besarnya kemuliaanMu. Terima kasih Tuhan Yesus, Amin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-4919928066300849864?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/4919928066300849864/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=4919928066300849864' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4919928066300849864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4919928066300849864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/10/post-428-do-i-repulse-you-with-my.html' title='Post #428 Do I Repulse You With My Queasy Smile?'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6763492161338699681</id><published>2010-09-28T19:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T19:42:25.656+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><title type='text'>Post #427 Either Way I Found Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9gbnjnQ191qcz4j8o1_400.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; well i got this tweet this morning and, oh gosh, i just can’t stop gushing ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;thanks &lt;strong&gt;ivan&lt;/strong&gt; for the words and &lt;strong&gt;erc.prc&lt;/strong&gt; for retweeting :) i guess, in a way, it’s like a some sort of good wishes soo thanks so much you guys! i love you :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;and most of all i love you dude! cyoong abieza!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6763492161338699681?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6763492161338699681/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6763492161338699681' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6763492161338699681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6763492161338699681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-427-either-way-i-found-out.html' title='Post #427 Either Way I Found Out'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-4287180392617050414</id><published>2010-09-28T11:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T11:25:35.841+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #426 Indicate Precisely What You Mean to Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;thanks to my dear ole’ grandmama, i’ve been too healthy even for me and more sleepy than ever before.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is my very healthy-according-to-grandmama routine&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" height="240" src="http://www.dietsinreview.com/diet_column/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/green-tea.jpg" width="236" align="left" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green tea&lt;/strong&gt; when i wake up before i start my whole not-as-hectic-as-Gonzaga day. in the afternoon after classes, i would once more have a cup of nice hot green tea.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;why is it healthy?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;there are a lot of benefits you can get from consuming green tea, such as it lowers the risk of cancer and stroke &amp;amp; heart diseases, lowers blood pressure, prevents tooth decay, inhibits virus, and promoting weight loss! ;) so try some and get the healthy &lt;a href="http://www.teabenefits.com/green-tea-benefits.html"&gt;benefits of green tea&lt;/a&gt; now! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" src="http://indomart.us/catalog/images/kunyitasam.jpg" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saffron/turmeric &lt;/strong&gt;at night before bed.&amp;#160; it does not just calm your tummy and gives the soothing effect of a good night sleep, but also many &lt;a href="http://sehat.wordpress.com/2007/03/24/manfaat-kunyit-dan-asam/"&gt;healthy benefits&lt;/a&gt; ;) one, it’s reduces the hell-like pain girls get during first days of periods :( it also helps to stay in good fit shape and lessen stinky body bio *alert to whoever taking Pak Bhatara’s Law Class! Body Stink is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;violation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of human right! ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" height="160" src="http://www.lasplash.com/uploads/gift_guide/roundup_0000000000003825_image_01.jpg?v=1251269939" width="240" align="left" /&gt; for snackage consumption, grandmama gives me &lt;strong&gt;wheat cookies&lt;/strong&gt;. well it also has superb &lt;a href="http://lifestyle.iloveindia.com/lounge/benefits-of-whole-wheat-6417.html"&gt;healthy benefits&lt;/a&gt;, such as prevents cancer, lowers cholesterols and blood pressure, nutritious, and basically a diet food! LOL ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, i can conclude to myself that my grandmother is trying to make me go on a diet! they are delicious food though. hahaha! and with HI UPH kind of tasks, you’re sure to lose a little weight now and then ;) the exercise? i got that a from walking back and forth from the bus stop to UPH Building F :p not to mention classes in Building B with that kind of stairs ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" height="213" src="http://iwandahnial.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/80-2005-rp-50000.jpg" width="240" align="right" /&gt; one more good diet is wallet diet ;) i’ve been saving Rp 50.000,- per week, and got the idea from dearest &lt;strong&gt;abieza&lt;/strong&gt;, i hide it in one of my books ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, gotta prepare for the class and cyong will be waking up any time soon ;) TTYL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-4287180392617050414?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/4287180392617050414/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=4287180392617050414' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4287180392617050414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4287180392617050414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-426-indicate-precisely-what-you.html' title='Post #426 Indicate Precisely What You Mean to Say'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6634880922977645356</id><published>2010-09-27T08:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T04:40:27.738+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><title type='text'>Post #425 Like Lovers on the Open Shore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i was just finished with reading skills quiz and now i’m immensely bored and&amp;#160; missing the dude. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;cyoooong, hugs and kisses ‘mkay?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;soooo, this is the first ever blog i’ve ever write in UPH, LOL ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i guess done now, this little lappy ran out of juice, TTYL.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;c u soon, cyong :*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6634880922977645356?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6634880922977645356/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6634880922977645356' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6634880922977645356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6634880922977645356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-425-like-lovers-on-open-shore.html' title='Post #425 Like Lovers on the Open Shore'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-2042389880673911987</id><published>2010-09-20T18:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T18:19:30.607+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #424 I Know We Belong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="466" src="http://c0013489.cdn1.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/x2_2bc9751" width="616" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is a scarf from dearest dude *kissessss!* (btw, i have no freakin’ way on how to rotate this thing)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i have no effin’ clue what to write here and now, but i think i just want to type a lot (girl, you should be doin’ that 5 pages law analysis!). okaaayy, will do. i swear. after this blog ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;aarrgghh i give up! nothing exciting to bitch about :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;oh oh oh, i just remember ;) tomorrow me and fellow UPH-ers gonna’ attend &lt;strong&gt;Peace Seminar with Universitas Kristen Indonesia&lt;/strong&gt;. The &lt;strong&gt;United Nations Information Center&lt;/strong&gt; held the event in commemorate of International Day of Peace which is tomorrow (&lt;strong&gt;September 21&lt;/strong&gt;!!!) ;) sooo be sure for a long long long post of the seminar tomorrow night (if i’m done with my sweet law assignment tonight or early tomorrow night)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smooches, L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-2042389880673911987?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/2042389880673911987/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=2042389880673911987' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2042389880673911987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2042389880673911987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-424-i-know-we-belong.html' title='Post #424 I Know We Belong'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6058203937461311850</id><published>2010-09-19T08:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T08:53:22.515+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #423 It Takes Two to Whisper Quietly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;just so you know, i’m writing this just for i can let it out. it is super duper massive unhealthy to keep it inside all by myself. then it strikes me just a second ago, why not share it with the world?!? i have a blog after all! what’s the point of mushy-cry-cry bbm or trashing on twitter (that’s a hell no on the latter, it’s a well earned pinching session from dearest dude, LOL!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, this certain post i was going to write about i didn’t even remember what because there’s a even bigger more massive epic joyous blessing imma’ gonna ‘ write ;) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;soooooo…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;last night i went out on a dinner with &lt;strong&gt;abieza’s mom and dad&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;sister Kab&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;brother Agha and, his wifey, Dita&lt;/strong&gt; :) we went to Midori @ Bintaro Sektor 7. like any other people going to a restaurant, we ordered. and theeeeennnnnnnnnn, oh my gosh oh my gosh! mas agha said that there is an announcement, from him and mba dita ;) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;*cue drum roll and cool movie soundtrack!*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;mba dita let out a sonogram picture to the table aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnddddddddd ole’ mr. storky gonna’ give a little visit next may :’)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://4photos.net/photosv2/stork_and_baby_pictures_1279800122.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="162" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs039.ash2/35336_456453575930_710045930_6719048_2153202_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this means, by summer next year, dearest dude ain’t gonna’ be called dude again! it’s definitely uncle timmy :* goossshhh, i just can’t stop gushing *this is exaggerating* but i am sooo happy for the proud soon-to-be-parents :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the bestest best wishes for mas agha and mba dita, God bless ya’! hugs and kisses, L ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6058203937461311850?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6058203937461311850/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6058203937461311850' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6058203937461311850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6058203937461311850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-423-it-takes-two-to-whisper.html' title='Post #423 It Takes Two to Whisper Quietly'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-9161551458278022844</id><published>2010-09-12T19:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T19:30:08.265+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessssss'/><title type='text'>Post #422 No Mountain Too High, No Ocean Too Wide</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;i remembered being oh so bored in that damp classroom. didn’t know what to answer more, i merely depending on lady luck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don’t want to go out first. then, in front of me, somebody got up and went out. ah, what the hell, i followed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;no more interaction that day, but it was &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;recess bell just rang, people running around like chicken. i was by the door.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you stopped, oh honey you paid attention to a little bit of change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet who are &lt;strong&gt;you &lt;/strong&gt;to me that day? we were friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we still are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;class list.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: “who the hell is &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza&lt;/strong&gt;?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, it’s &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday would be like this:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;me or you: i have to tell you something!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;then we would spent the whole period doing nothing but chat all the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;something, more something-s, more something-s.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;we’re &lt;strong&gt;bestfriends&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can list it all, dear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your seventeenth birthday present, valentine’s night, school, classes, countless of precious moments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my bestfriend slapped with the reality that &lt;strong&gt;i was falling for you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“3, 2, 1, see? he’s coming over to you”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;really? never believed it, but yea you actually did&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i said to myself, &lt;strong&gt;i like you; hell, i’m gonna love you ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to this exact moment, everything’s too sweet to write in words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh dear, you know i’m not the mushy gosh-i’m-in-love girl on those romance movies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i’m just not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just freakin’ in love with you dude&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-9161551458278022844?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/9161551458278022844/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=9161551458278022844' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/9161551458278022844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/9161551458278022844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-422-no-mountain-too-high-no-ocean.html' title='Post #422 No Mountain Too High, No Ocean Too Wide'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6174652023494045738</id><published>2010-09-11T21:57:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:57:42.281+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #421 See The Lights, See The Party, The Ball Gowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;selamat malam saudara-saudari terkasih, saya. &lt;strong&gt;SAYA&lt;/strong&gt;, akan memulai sebuah permainan tebak lagu apakah beserta siapa penyanyinya yang kata-katanya saya pakai sebagai judul dari &lt;strong&gt;post #420&lt;/strong&gt; sampai &lt;strong&gt;post #450&lt;/strong&gt; :) yang selalu benar dan selalu &lt;em&gt;update &lt;/em&gt;jawaban di &lt;em&gt;comment &lt;/em&gt;saya hubungi dan segera mengirimkan satu set piring cantik dan sendok-garpunya. mohon diperhatikan saudara-saudari: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;saya tidak becanda, silahkan ditanggapi dengan serius juga&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;tapi &lt;em&gt;post &lt;/em&gt;ini bukan suatu hal yang serius-seriusan. saya ingin menjawab pertanyaan yang sering dilontarkan kepada saya oleh keluarga, teman-teman terkasih, rukun tetangga, dan pihak-pihak berenang lainnya. maksud saya berwenang.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apa yang lo pelajarin sih di hubungan internasional?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;saya mempelajari hubungan dua insan (cielah) antar negara, seluk beluk &lt;em&gt;video call&lt;/em&gt; menggunakan provider &lt;em&gt;instant messaging&lt;/em&gt; populer, &lt;em&gt;blackberry messanging&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;antar negara, perbedaan jam, dan penyakit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;malarindu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(harap diperhatikan saudara-saudari, BELUM DITEMUKAN OBATNYA *karena abieza-nya masih di negeri orang*). ini saya becanda, mana mungkin saya belajar beginian di kelas –“ tapi apa yang saya uraikan ini betulan, tidak pakai becandaan dan cabenya satu.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;yaa cukup &lt;em&gt;posting &lt;/em&gt;galau ini saudara-saudari, kita ganti topik di &lt;em&gt;posting&lt;/em&gt; satu lagi :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6174652023494045738?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6174652023494045738/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6174652023494045738' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6174652023494045738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6174652023494045738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-421-see-lights-see-party-ball.html' title='Post #421 See The Lights, See The Party, The Ball Gowns'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6004492528515105442</id><published>2010-09-06T20:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:52:29.704+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPH PH PH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #420 Salagadoola Mechicka Boola</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;kembali dengan saya, &lt;strong&gt;SAYA&lt;/strong&gt;, dalam semangkuk es teh dan mie ayam manis. IYAAAA, becandaaa! kurang lebih pasnya sebulan saya menjalani karir sebagai mahasiswa baru &lt;strong&gt;hubungan internasional 2010 UPH&lt;/strong&gt; dan yang jauh amat lebih penting &lt;strong&gt;anak kos&lt;/strong&gt; di &lt;strong&gt;taman bromo 19&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;esensi hidup yang paling penting selama saya menjalani karir ini saya dapatkan bukan dari &lt;em&gt;lecturers&lt;/em&gt; di kelas yang dinginnya berlebih, melainkan dari kekosongan perut dan dompet saya akibat diet anak kos dan juga harga buku yang lebay mahalnya; puji Tuhan masih sanggup beli – walau sekarang jarang makan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;esensi hidup yang paling penting itu dapat dirumuskan dengan 1 huruf + 1 angka + 1 huruf lagi = &lt;strong&gt;P3K&lt;/strong&gt;. si akang di tanah kompeni sana mengerti sekali pemahaman tiga karakter tersebut selama meniti masa kerja di salah satu SMA hampir beken di ibukota (baca: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;KOLESE GONZAGA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). tetapi bukan P3K orang sakit yang saya dapatkan melainkan &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERTOLONGAN PERTAMA PADA KELAPARAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;setelah melakukan observasi terjun langsung ke lapangan *nyontek diktat mahaAGUS DEWA IRIANTO dulu*, esensi tersebut adalah:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mie instant, makanan kalengan, delivery, regal, oreo, MIE INSTANT, apapun digoreng tepung&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;yaa pokoknya lu olang mau ngekos, kuliah di UPH, dan beli buku-buku kuliah di Times Bookstore, dan ngegahul di supermall karawaci paling penting lu olang siap punya itu esensi-esensi &lt;em&gt;just in case&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;u&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;p&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;apah lagi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;h&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;abis ;) *candaaaaa, bapak rektor! sumpah saya becandaaa, nim saya 043201000^^* #lebay&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;tapi sebelum &lt;em&gt;posting&lt;/em&gt; beneran di-&lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; yaa gini sodara-sodara ceritanya. kembali ke studio, &lt;strong&gt;SAYA&lt;/strong&gt; melaporkan live dari saya. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6004492528515105442?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6004492528515105442/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6004492528515105442' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6004492528515105442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6004492528515105442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-420-salagadoola-mechicka-boola.html' title='Post #420 Salagadoola Mechicka Boola'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1260115374995427682</id><published>2010-07-10T21:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:39:14.538+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videoooooooossssss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #419 Am I Really Going to Push “Publish”? I Guess So ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:d74aa7f9-36ae-4663-a42e-acd2b5c0e438" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="4e34655e-c091-4e61-b5fa-fb4f216ae4c5" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UCobeZzbcuU" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TDiBh5ePbFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/h2f7ojQuy3I/video397830d82968%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('4e34655e-c091-4e61-b5fa-fb4f216ae4c5'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/UCobeZzbcuU&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/UCobeZzbcuU&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;another stupid video! this time my sister got a little bit more interactive ;) LOL! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;well, this video stars me, my sister &lt;strong&gt;dorothea disa&lt;/strong&gt;, and anakin skywalker :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;any whoooo.. i have this video on my blackberry of a battle between two frenemies, i might say, more epic than anakin-obi wan lightsaber duel to the death. with the technology beyooond lightsabers, my two friends &lt;strong&gt;erica pricilla &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; radian kanugroho&lt;/strong&gt; fought the uber fierce of baseball bat versus a drum stick! LOL much! but it’s on 3Gp format, can’t upload it to youtube –_____-“&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i think the next video clip is going to star me and pookie. sister away to bali for another semester, arrgghh. so unless i can convince timothy (which would never going to happen), it’s gonna be me and pookie :P hope between freshman year in college, i’d have time to be silly and let loose like this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;fair warning: there are few videos, E-Rated ones, of me and the girls when we were having a sleepover at my house. never gonna publish it but never gonna delete it as well. LOL! just saying, if you browse me laptop closely, you’ll find it. E-Rated for super embarrassing contents!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1260115374995427682?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1260115374995427682/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1260115374995427682' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1260115374995427682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1260115374995427682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/07/post-419-am-i-really-going-to-push.html' title='Post #419 Am I Really Going to Push “Publish”? I Guess So ;)'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TDiBh5ePbFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/h2f7ojQuy3I/s72-c/video397830d82968%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-4701032657462394526</id><published>2010-07-04T21:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:40:00.696+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bieber-fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videoooooooossssss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #418 When I Was 13 I Had My First Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is a look of what me and me sister do. just tonight. just this one time. a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;BRILLIANT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cover of &lt;strike&gt;justin bieber&lt;/strike&gt;’s baby!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:33997c6f-ff82-459d-831c-d1cb458e8aee" style="padding-right: 0px; display: block; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; width: 425px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="f714e767-589f-4ff3-b900-af08129710b1" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dvLnUdnm2GA" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TDCd2zkuKaI/AAAAAAAAAV4/zUGevEdD_HY/videobb8af3c6ab51%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('f714e767-589f-4ff3-b900-af08129710b1'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/dvLnUdnm2GA&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/dvLnUdnm2GA&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-4701032657462394526?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/4701032657462394526/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=4701032657462394526' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4701032657462394526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4701032657462394526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/07/post-418-when-i-was-13-i-had-my-first.html' title='Post #418 When I Was 13 I Had My First Love'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TDCd2zkuKaI/AAAAAAAAAV4/zUGevEdD_HY/s72-c/videobb8af3c6ab51%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-7247856936981743566</id><published>2010-07-02T21:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:55:44.781+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #417 A Long Time Ago in a Galaxy Far, Far Away…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img height="439" src="http://www.funny-potato.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/star-wars-picture.jpg" width="640" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you. i know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;taken beautifully from &lt;strong&gt;star wars episode 5: the empire strikes back&lt;/strong&gt;, princess leia and han solo. sooooooooooo romantic, i screamed when they froze han solo. so i’m doing a marathon of star wars today and tomorrow. today i watched back to back &lt;strong&gt;episode 4: a new hope&lt;/strong&gt; and episode 5. tomorrow i am going to watch &lt;strong&gt;episode 6: return of the jedi&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; episode 3: revenge of the sith&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;blame &lt;strong&gt;abieza&lt;/strong&gt; for this! i am now deeply in love with it. it all begun with watching the featured dvd: behind the scenes of the whole damn thing wednesday night while waiting to surprise &lt;strong&gt;bimo&lt;/strong&gt; :) the first plan was to watch it and take a little midnight nap on his couch but i just got sooo excited watching how they made &lt;strong&gt;darth vader’&lt;/strong&gt;s helmet. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;my impression of the movies was funny, i think. episode 4: when tarkin, darth vader, and all those important death star chiefs having a meeting; in my mind was “wow, a league of super important people with ugly hair-do’s. they must be the bad guys.” and that the death star reminds me a lot of capt. gantu’s ship from lilo and stitch. while in episode 4: this is a total lovey-frenemies-i-ain’t-gonna-admit-i-love-you adventurous love flick between princess leia and han solo. they sooo made for each other. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, i’m going to sleep now so i can wake up early to continue the marathon to this wonderful masterpiece of art! btw, i think i hurt my left wrist. it hurts when i hold ‘em up or poking it, hurts on the inside. uuuh :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;#np: doctor roberts – the beatles. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-7247856936981743566?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/7247856936981743566/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=7247856936981743566' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7247856936981743566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7247856936981743566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/07/post-417-long-time-ago-in-galaxy-far.html' title='Post #417 A Long Time Ago in a Galaxy Far, Far Away…'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1144770398382348722</id><published>2010-06-27T21:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:46:32.341+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessssss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #416 AAAAaaaaaaarrrrrrrggggghhhh is Appropriate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i woke up this morning with a very horrible uncomfortable feeling and i’m pissed all day long because of it. and add that, at only 9am i was curled up in my grandfather’s bed with a blanket, tearful eyes and pookie to wipe ‘em, my blackberry to bitch about it on twitter, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A HORRIBLE PAIN SHOOTING TO MY STOMACH AND CHEST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;grandpapa was out at the time. grandmama was apparently too busy shouting here and there about what the hell my sister’s boyf doing in her room. because my stomach just too upset to care about it so i decided not to give a damn about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, my dear readers, you can truly see that i am not in the best mood: &lt;em&gt;take a look at my language&lt;/em&gt;! so here’s the story about my bitter mind and body …&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it all started on a very big day in gonzaga, especially for my friends who’s been working awfully (yes, indeed the work was awful) hard on that some say big event. it was only the opening. before the ceremony started, i sneaked passed my ultimate boss to do a very stupid thing: touch the minister’s car (&lt;strong&gt;RI 14&lt;/strong&gt;; he was barely a week in his post as minister!). *oooouukkkaayyy, this is not an important detail*. skip to the chase, after the opening ceremony which i spent recording &lt;strong&gt;WBSO&lt;/strong&gt; under the very horrible heat, i went to look for timothy because i was terribly dizzy and when i found him my head was just awful and he was yellow (well, i saw yellow spots around him, so yes he was yellow to me). i went home sooo early that day and off to the doctor. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;“liver. rest, no school. be back here next week and i live in the same neighborhood as boediono.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;crap!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it was november 3rd, 2009. went to school on the 5th to take a remedial test and the rest was hell. sum it up, made it back to school after a week bed rest (which a week should be a month; so timmy said and later the doctor).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, that resulted in massive weight loss, loads of nights on the bathroom floor (literally!) throwing up, weeks of not drinking milk (this is hell for me: milk is the main source of my appetite and weight gain), and all that yada yada …&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;“upper right side of my tummy just below the right boob. and when that hurts, it would go right through to the chest and the most awful nausea.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; #nowplaying california gurls – katy perry; #nowwatching twitter for blackberry &amp;amp; blackberry messenger; congrats to &lt;strong&gt;miroslav klose&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;podolski&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;matthew upson&lt;/strong&gt;; good luck for &lt;strong&gt;frank lampard&lt;/strong&gt;; the ref, may you go home in one peace, dude –&amp;gt; twitter ain’t your friend on this match.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1144770398382348722?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1144770398382348722/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1144770398382348722' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1144770398382348722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1144770398382348722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-416-aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrggggghhhh-is.html' title='Post #416 AAAAaaaaaaarrrrrrrggggghhhh is Appropriate'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5665200147972051431</id><published>2010-06-26T23:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:35:41.288+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #415 Out of The Sky, I Close My Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TCYsVcJnpTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/U9DgI0MY9tE/s1600-h/lo%20pusing%20gue%20juga%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="lo pusing gue juga" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="458" alt="lo pusing gue juga" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TCYsW4scs_I/AAAAAAAAAU8/r_mL9NjrPPo/lo%20pusing%20gue%20juga_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;this is my attempt on creating abieza’s imagination :) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;this is our dream, me and his:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;pahyn*ap*uhl rek*ords&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;laurenziabieza&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5665200147972051431?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5665200147972051431/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5665200147972051431' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5665200147972051431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5665200147972051431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-415-out-of-sky-i-close-my-eyes.html' title='Post #415 Out of The Sky, I Close My Eyes'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TCYsW4scs_I/AAAAAAAAAU8/r_mL9NjrPPo/s72-c/lo%20pusing%20gue%20juga_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5060913472280383460</id><published>2010-06-26T23:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:10:34.706+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessssss'/><title type='text'>Post #414 Funny Chicken Wing Flap Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, the biggest happening in the world right now is “that thing” in south africa, oui? ja! so why don’t i talk about it &lt;u&gt;a bit&lt;/u&gt; here ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’m soooo much in love with &lt;strong&gt;shakira’&lt;/strong&gt;s &lt;strong&gt;waka waka&lt;/strong&gt; which is the official theme song for the 2010 world cup :) but it’s not what i’d like to talk about here. i watched the video clip few mornings ago and i can finally understand what a goal meant for the player. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;truthfully, i watched football and, of course, waiting for goals. not because i’m rooting for a certain team or the beauty of the goal itself, but the expression of the player who made the goal; &lt;em&gt;a goal is a present, gift, to his country. he’s proud of where he comes from and, even more, proud that he can give that same feeling of proud&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;he gives back&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i guess, to this day, people laugh when i answered i want to be president. they laugh even louder and with a sarcastic smile they’ll say, “good luck with that” when i promise that i can change this country, to the better. i don’t disagree when some of my friends want to leave this country of ours because there’s nothing to miss about or be proud of. but then, some of them would say that it’s impossible to change. it breaks my heart (i’m not being hyperbolic or anything, but i do) to hear that. yes, i know change is big. hell, we’re talking about indonesia, it is MASSIVE. but if every single person is just going to all busy wrapped up in disappointment and give up, of course it’s hard because no one believe that the impossible can be done. i believe that and i’ll do that impossibility.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;honestly, i have this “spirit of nationalism” because i feel that indonesia is a one thing that i’m proud of and feeling this way closes the gap i receive all my life of being a disappointment (or a result of a misact by my disappointing parents). i feel empty, truthfully. i don’t have parents to come home to or to make proud of. hell, i’d rather die than make them proud, what do they did for me if i do such a great deed? that’s why i fill that emptiness with indonesia, the closest thing i can understand and always here with me all my life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i may be selfish, obnoxious, loud, and over-emotional but i’m no idiot. i’m not dumb. and hell thanks to bad parenting i know betrayal, hatred, lies, loneliness, and all other horrible things one should not learn by the age of seven; i learn it through the hardest way of being loved and not being loved. reading about how hard heroes fought and died to bring independence and a glimpse of dignity to this country, i just feel guilty if what they had worked hard for forgotten just like that. what they had fought for is not something that last forever without perseverance from us right now. it does not going to run on itself, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;hold on to it and steer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;#nowplaying dream on by aerosmith :’)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5060913472280383460?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5060913472280383460/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5060913472280383460' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5060913472280383460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5060913472280383460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-414-funny-chicken-wing-flap-thing.html' title='Post #414 Funny Chicken Wing Flap Thing'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-7534580201771836239</id><published>2010-06-23T19:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:11:18.119+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessssss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoovies'/><title type='text'>Post #413 THE CLAW</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TCIE0vtaAfI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Jy5SbmZC4dI/s1600-h/image%5B6%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="484" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TCIE2pOAVMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/L1LoU4sjja8/image_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’m not going to make a review of the movie, let it speaks by itself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;what’s cool about the third installment of &lt;strong&gt;toy story&lt;/strong&gt; (which I waited for 11 fucking years!) is that what andy’s going through with in the movie really relates to what’s going on in my life. he’s off to college and wood buzz and the gang become the representation of part of our life that we have to sort; bring it with me or just let go and move on. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;why did i put the quote from that three three-eyed little aliens as the title? &lt;strong&gt;the claw&lt;/strong&gt; became the shine of light in the movie. dear lord, they gave up to the incinerator. they are going to burn to ashes. they just bluntly sat there waiting to be destroyed; together all in all. and then those petite little aliens brought the claw to the rescue.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;how you take this lesson is all on you :) for me is NEVER TO GIVE UP and however hard the obstacles in store for you TRUST YOURSELF IN GOD :) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this movie will speak on its own and means on however one takes it so i will not say anything about it. it means to me personally and it’ll be my own little adventure. you go watch it, not just promotional here *i work with neither disney nor pixar :9* i’m the kind of kid who grow up with disney movies. they practically raised me to be who i am today (practically because my own parents never spent a second on bringing me up). that’s why this movie is my own personal adventure and joy. i’m sorry, i just won’t share it :9&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he’s been my best friend ever since i could remember” andy on woody&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-7534580201771836239?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/7534580201771836239/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=7534580201771836239' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7534580201771836239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7534580201771836239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-413-claw.html' title='Post #413 THE CLAW'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TCIE2pOAVMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/L1LoU4sjja8/s72-c/image_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1422161549099193231</id><published>2010-06-21T22:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:15:17.734+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #412 Green Tea Water Bottle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well this has got nothing to do with music or lyrics; just some random words i put together to make an interesting something. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;today was hell of a culinary heaven! practically i’ve never had breakfast (dumb ‘ole me), today i had a brunch at &lt;strong&gt;sushi tei &lt;/strong&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;erc &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;gleny&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;jesbon&lt;/strong&gt; had an eye-thing soooo she couldn’t come along *crying emoticons*). this is myself: start with a piece of crispy roll, two pieces of inari, a plate of kani mayo, and another plate of crispy roll (that’s six pieces so total of seven!). after that, i watched &lt;strong&gt;toy story 3&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abieza&lt;/strong&gt; picked me up and off we went to &lt;strong&gt;ramen sanpachi 38&lt;/strong&gt;. we ate a bowl of ramen with four slices of pork! and two (at least, me) slices of jelly. abieza asked for extra, he got three! i asked and he gave me (in an oddly manner :9). after that, on the way home, he craved for some &lt;strong&gt;cloud nine &lt;/strong&gt;chocolate but when we got to &lt;strong&gt;hero&lt;/strong&gt; terogong, they didn’t have any :’( so we bought (well, he bought) us a &lt;strong&gt;kinder joy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;holly chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;; both were incredibly awesome and delicious! aaarrrgghhh..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;after i got home: my favorite chicken satay!!! so on less eat mode tomorrow. not because of diet or anything, but with the past 8&lt;strong&gt; months&lt;/strong&gt; with awful liver condition and unstable health; i just cant so much or so less. everything just has got to be on the right portion and certain menus.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;aaah, sleepy. off blog, on with the bbm :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;btw, i’m going to stay online (twitter, msn, and skype). chatting just makes time fly *sooooooo junior high* but then, catching up with old friends just feels the best right now :D LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;TTYL, off to Bogor tomorrow ;)&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1422161549099193231?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1422161549099193231/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1422161549099193231' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1422161549099193231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1422161549099193231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-412-green-tea-water-bottle.html' title='Post #412 Green Tea Water Bottle'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5227819059550566864</id><published>2010-06-21T21:46:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:46:12.995+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #411 Menampar Waktu dan Melaju</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;judul kali ini dapat diberikan &lt;em&gt;proficiat&lt;/em&gt; untuk &lt;strong&gt;SORE&lt;/strong&gt; dan lagunya yang berjudul &lt;strong&gt;Bogor Biru&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;saya tahu, itu saja.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;saya keberatan dengan ke-frontal-an dan perilaku anda. mohon maaf, tapi saya meminta dengan sangat hormat untuk menghapus apa yang anda tulis itu.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ini terakhir. terima kasih.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5227819059550566864?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5227819059550566864/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5227819059550566864' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5227819059550566864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5227819059550566864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-411-menampar-waktu-dan-melaju.html' title='Post #411 Menampar Waktu dan Melaju'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-710559548315120069</id><published>2010-06-19T23:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:53:36.146+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #410 Restraining Order</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A &lt;b&gt;restraining order&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;order of protection&lt;/b&gt; is a form of legal injunction. The term is most commonly used in reference to domestic violence, harassment, stalking or sexual assault. Each state has some form of domestic violence restraining order law, and many states also have specific restraining order laws for stalking and sexual assault. {wikipedia}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;A &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;C &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;T &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;V&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’m in the worst mood right now {although dinner and world cup with abieza and his parents: the best!}. aaarrrggghhhh :S&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;all of those names: not to come in contact in any f*ckin way? si? oui!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;and netherland won over japs! cooooooooollllll!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-710559548315120069?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/710559548315120069/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=710559548315120069' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/710559548315120069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/710559548315120069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-410-restraining-order.html' title='Post #410 Restraining Order'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5575879272215872415</id><published>2010-06-18T07:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T07:19:31.056+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #409 Girl, You’re Gonna Set Me on Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i had the weirdest dream in the world! &lt;strong&gt;adam lambert&lt;/strong&gt; was staying on the house in my neighborhood. and he was wearing the stupidest thing as well: B/W striped shirt, gold metallic cardigan + matching parachute pants, and black flip-flops. to add to the madness: i saw him that way when i was in an awfully-colored orange mazda 2 with &lt;strong&gt;abieza&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;maybe i’m just super duper tired yesterday (sooo tired, i dream of &lt;strike&gt;glambert&lt;/strike&gt;? awful).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;right now, i just woke up (usually i woke up this early &lt;strike&gt;on a holiday&lt;/strike&gt; to watch CSI New York, but i’m just not in the mood, so i blog). and i’m getting my camera back todaay!! i stupidly left it at school on graduation night, in my defense it was tiresome like hell and wrapped up in all the hello-goodbyes!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;#nowplaying benggong banggong – dwiki dharmawan :) sweet!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;oooukkkayy, since a long time now i’ve been wanting to buy &lt;strong&gt;the beatles’&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sgt. peppers lonely hearts club band&lt;/strong&gt; album :S&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;aaaaarrrrrggghhh, i just can’t believe i dreamt about &lt;strike&gt;glambert&lt;/strike&gt;. eeeyyyuuuccckkk!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;off to gonzaga now :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5575879272215872415?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5575879272215872415/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5575879272215872415' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5575879272215872415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5575879272215872415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-409-girl-youre-gonna-set-me-on.html' title='Post #409 Girl, You’re Gonna Set Me on Fire'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-871194781534108708</id><published>2010-06-18T00:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T00:01:13.201+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #408 Pernyataan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Post #407: tidak pernah ada. tak usah dibahas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;saya akui memang sangat lelah hari ini. oke. &lt;em&gt;irritated, yes&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;yang lainnya, saya tidak begitu merasa kenapa-kenapa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TERIMA KASIH.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-871194781534108708?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/871194781534108708/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=871194781534108708' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/871194781534108708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/871194781534108708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-408-pernyataan.html' title='Post #408 Pernyataan'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-957340133808101068</id><published>2010-06-17T21:03:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:30:26.293+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><title type='text'>Post #406 Gaudeamus Igitur</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="word-spacing: 0px; font: medium calibri; text-transform: none; color: rgb(0,0,0); text-indent: 0px; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; border-collapse: separate; orphans: 2; widows: 2; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;     &lt;table cellspacing="5" cellpadding="5" width="600" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Gaudeamus igitur,              &lt;br /&gt;Juvenes dum sumus;               &lt;br /&gt;Post icundum iuventutem,               &lt;br /&gt;Post molestam senectutem               &lt;br /&gt;Nos habebit humus.&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;Let us therefore rejoice,              &lt;br /&gt;While we are young;               &lt;br /&gt;After our youth,               &lt;br /&gt;After a troublesome old age               &lt;br /&gt;The ground will hold us.&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Vita nostra brevis est,              &lt;br /&gt;Brevi finietur;               &lt;br /&gt;Venit mors velociter,               &lt;br /&gt;Rapit nos atrociter;               &lt;br /&gt;Nemini parcetur.&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;Our life is brief,              &lt;br /&gt;It will shortly end;               &lt;br /&gt;Death comes quickly,               &lt;br /&gt;Cruelly snatches us;               &lt;br /&gt;No-one is spared.&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Ubi sint qui ante nos              &lt;br /&gt;In mundo fuere?               &lt;br /&gt;Vadite ad superos,               &lt;br /&gt;Transite in inferos               &lt;br /&gt;Hos si vis videre.&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;Where are those who before us              &lt;br /&gt;Existed in the world?               &lt;br /&gt;You may go up to the gods,               &lt;br /&gt;You may cross into the underworld               &lt;br /&gt;If you wish to see them.&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Vivat academia,              &lt;br /&gt;Vivant professores,               &lt;br /&gt;Vivat membrum quodlibet,               &lt;br /&gt;Vivat membra quaelibet;               &lt;br /&gt;Semper sint in flore!&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;Long live the university,              &lt;br /&gt;Long live the teachers,               &lt;br /&gt;Long live each male student,               &lt;br /&gt;Long live each female student;               &lt;br /&gt;May they always flourish!&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Vivat et republica              &lt;br /&gt;Et qui illam regit.               &lt;br /&gt;Vivat nostra civitas,               &lt;br /&gt;Maecenatum caritas               &lt;br /&gt;Quae nos hic protegit.&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;Long live the state              &lt;br /&gt;And those who rule it.               &lt;br /&gt;Long live our city,               &lt;br /&gt;And the charity of benefactors               &lt;br /&gt;Which protects us here.&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Vivant omnes virgines,              &lt;br /&gt;Faciles, formosae!               &lt;br /&gt;Vivant et mulieres,               &lt;br /&gt;Tenerae, amabiles,               &lt;br /&gt;Bonae, laboriosae.&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;Long live all young women,              &lt;br /&gt;Easy and beautiful!               &lt;br /&gt;Long live wives as well,               &lt;br /&gt;Tender, loveable,               &lt;br /&gt;Honest, hardworking.&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Pereat tristitia,              &lt;br /&gt;Pereant osores.               &lt;br /&gt;Pereat diabolus,               &lt;br /&gt;Quivis antiburschius               &lt;br /&gt;Atque irrisores!&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;Perish sadness,              &lt;br /&gt;Perish haters.               &lt;br /&gt;Perish the devil,               &lt;br /&gt;Whoever is against the student fraternity,               &lt;br /&gt;As well those who mock us!&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Quis confluxus hodie              &lt;br /&gt;Academicorum?               &lt;br /&gt;E longinquo convenerunt,               &lt;br /&gt;Protinusque successerunt               &lt;br /&gt;In commune forum.&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;Who has gathered now              &lt;br /&gt;Of the university?               &lt;br /&gt;They gather from long distances,               &lt;br /&gt;Immediately joining               &lt;br /&gt;Our common forum.&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Vivat nostra societas,              &lt;br /&gt;Vivant studiosi!               &lt;br /&gt;Crescat una veritas,               &lt;br /&gt;Floreat fraternitas,               &lt;br /&gt;Patriae prosperitas.&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;Long live our fellowship,              &lt;br /&gt;Long live the studious!               &lt;br /&gt;May truth and honesty thrive,               &lt;br /&gt;Flourish with our fraternity,               &lt;br /&gt;And our homeland be prosperous.&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Alma Mater floreat,              &lt;br /&gt;Quae nos educavit;               &lt;br /&gt;Caros et commilitones,               &lt;br /&gt;Dissitas in regiones               &lt;br /&gt;Sparsos, congregavit.&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;May our Alma Mater thrive,              &lt;br /&gt;That which educated us;               &lt;br /&gt;Dear ones and comrades,               &lt;br /&gt;Who we let scatter afar,               &lt;br /&gt;Let us assemble.&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;the song played during our (&lt;strong&gt;Kolese Gonzaga XXI&lt;/strong&gt;) graduation :) from XII IPA 1/1 to XII IPS 2/15 :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-957340133808101068?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/957340133808101068/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=957340133808101068' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/957340133808101068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/957340133808101068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-406-gaudeamus-igitur.html' title='Post #406 Gaudeamus Igitur'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1738299914610812225</id><published>2010-06-16T22:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:28:22.545+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shhooooeeeeeesss'/><title type='text'>Post #405 Are You Wishing You Were Ugly Like Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well the title caught your attention, si? oui!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, let’s give &lt;strong&gt;the boy who knew too much&lt;/strong&gt; the credits for the awesome line :) (taken from &lt;strong&gt;mika’&lt;/strong&gt;s &lt;strong&gt;blame it on the girls&lt;/strong&gt;, awesome much! totally recommend that!!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;so for this special post i’ve been planning all day but too lazy to execute, i made a special playlist on my iTunes :) because it calms me sooo much* MUSICTHERAPY is the absolute best!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band (The Beatles)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I’m Sixty Four (The Beatles)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Date (Blink 182)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonamana (Super Junior)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vrijeman (Sore)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We Are Golden (Mika)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blame It On the Girls (Mika)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krazy (Pitbull)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being For the Benefit of Mr. Kite (The Beatles)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;California Gurls (Katy Perry feat. Snoop Dogg)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby (Justin Bieber)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenakalan Remaja di Era Informatika (Efek Rumah Kaca)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;uhmmm, i want to blog about SHOES tonight! i’ve been searching high and low for the top things must have’s of the whenever! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtkBBV7UI/AAAAAAAAATw/6WtlENZgu5U/s1600-h/4041rustle_400400%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="4041rustle_400400" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="4041rustle_400400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtk3XBsqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MMVYm6_US-g/4041rustle_400400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtmMjgIuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/qOyUVte2scg/s1600-h/4171_2_400400%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="4171_2_400400" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="4171_2_400400" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtm8SLA3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/RoKi5_jXmxc/4171_2_400400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtn54clkI/AAAAAAAAAUA/gTXqLd9wRpM/s1600-h/4281toby_400400%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="4281toby_400400" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="4281toby_400400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtocHg49I/AAAAAAAAAUE/5Y62dyuVFB8/4281toby_400400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtpeLZKkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/hkDYD1fulgM/s1600-h/40710402_400400%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="40710402_400400" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="40710402_400400" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtpwzLybI/AAAAAAAAAUM/N0Ktcwml9bo/40710402_400400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtqythfFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/cNYN8T7bq0c/s1600-h/Courtney4_400400%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Courtney4_400400" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="Courtney4_400400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtrjgX1VI/AAAAAAAAAUU/hLMrMIb6e1A/Courtney4_400400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtsl4NTII/AAAAAAAAAUY/6nKmpcvMifs/s1600-h/Page1_400400%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Page1_400400" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="Page1_400400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjttU_jfEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/8T6pgQazxvs/Page1_400400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtuuUKxRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/XyyGFP7RxPU/s1600-h/Raive1_400400%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Raive1_400400" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="Raive1_400400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtvToITjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/4mGnZ7xUP14/Raive1_400400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtwbdMCbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/b4bxt2_ZJlA/s1600-h/Tori1_400400%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Tori1_400400" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="Tori1_400400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtxRcPZRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/lsgPp5oe-5Q/Tori1_400400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;the top left.. that’s similar to &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza’&lt;/strong&gt;s mom boot-wedge custom :P love it soooo much!!! the bottom right is similar to my graduation heels :) mine’s suede black! the flats, grey one, similar to my sister’s flats (only hers is in the VERY AWFUL SHADE OF PINK! yess, pink can be awfuuuullll!!!). the bottom left, i guess, a little resemblance of &lt;strong&gt;erica pricilla’&lt;/strong&gt;s graduation heels (correct me if i’m wrong, dear).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, i don’t want to be hedonistic or anything, but i just simply love shoes :) i don’t want to own a thousand pair or so but it feels nice to wear ‘em :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;quick truth play here: at home, i’m completely utterly SPOILED! hahaha :P yeaah, i’m spoiled kid! not a brat, but yes i’m spoiled. but i earn my shopping spree, all of it. only if i earn good grades and not buy new outfits on every events (for that is just CRAZY and STUPID). and most of my stuff is hand-off’s and/or second-hand shopped :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1738299914610812225?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1738299914610812225/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1738299914610812225' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1738299914610812225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1738299914610812225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-405-are-you-wishing-you-were-ugly.html' title='Post #405 Are You Wishing You Were Ugly Like Me?'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TBjtk3XBsqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MMVYm6_US-g/s72-c/4041rustle_400400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5074708959311583819</id><published>2010-06-10T23:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:32:04.180+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessssss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randooommmm'/><title type='text'>Post #404 Then Billy Brown Fell In Love With Another Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;noooo, i’m not going to blog about some gay relationship.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;after a month hiatus, finally i am back to this blogging world. honestly right now i have no idea what to blog about LOL! but this would be just an home-coming post!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;as i am writing this i’m watching this crazy man doing a roll on his bed through webca, hahahahaha!!! LOL ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;truly deeply honestly i&amp;#160; have no idea what to write. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i didn’t sleep at all last night, went to bed at 5.30AM and woke up late in the morning :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;well, tomorrow i have this thing at school so have to wake up early (uuuh, i don’t want to, can anybody wake me up?)..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;#nowplaying billy brown; artist: mika; album: life in cartoon motion!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5074708959311583819?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5074708959311583819/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5074708959311583819' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5074708959311583819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5074708959311583819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-404-then-billy-brown-fell-in-love.html' title='Post #404 Then Billy Brown Fell In Love With Another Man'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-2759663532668809145</id><published>2010-05-16T12:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T12:09:02.482+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #403 Almost One Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since i last wrote in my blog :D a lot has happened in the last month. let’s review :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;GRADUATED&lt;/strong&gt; HIGH SCHOOL!&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;i bought two new books (&lt;strong&gt;peter pan&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;alice in wonderland &amp;amp; through the looking glass&lt;/strong&gt;) right after the announcement of graduation *which i haven’t finish it yet*&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have been doing &lt;strong&gt;yearbook gonzaga class of 2010&lt;/strong&gt; like crazy hell! it’s on the work of being published. me, andre jaka, and egi had done everything on layouts and practically everything! we (at least, jaka and i shared similar work ethics) worked all night long with almost no sleep (i slept at 2 AM and woke up at 4AM everyday), presented to erc in the morning, edited at school everyday from noon to few hours after school ended. SLEEP ALL THE WAY in between. there was even one occasion, i went to school with timothy two hours earlier than our layout appointment and i practically slept in the moderator until erc and jesbon arrived. &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;i use a &lt;strong&gt;blackberry curve 8250 (gemini)&lt;/strong&gt; now :D *my graduation gift from my grandpapa :) i got it the day after i graduated around 11 at night, i just got home after thomass’ birthday*&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;timothy and i started &lt;strong&gt;laurenziabieza&lt;/strong&gt;. a soon-to-be creative management company :) we’ve got the most awesome portfolio so far (and it’s not even a month after we gave birth to it :D ), such as gonzaga #21 yearbook, gonzaga zero waste, timothy’s mom: abbe decoration *still on progress*&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh so fuckin’ much to write and super excited for everything!&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;ooh, i had done a fitting for &lt;strong&gt;UPH uniform&lt;/strong&gt; (gray suit and skirt) and soooo excited to pick ‘em up on june and wear ‘em for the next 4years!&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;right now, instead of working on something i want to make for my friend’s birthday today. but i want to work on something something about layout yearbook gonzaga :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-2759663532668809145?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/2759663532668809145/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=2759663532668809145' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2759663532668809145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2759663532668809145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/05/post-403-almost-one-month.html' title='Post #403 Almost One Month'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-7487905009446550071</id><published>2010-04-20T23:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:30:18.959+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Post #402 Ten Reasons Why I’m Madly in Love with My Bedroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;(soon i’m gonna get it back inside) my small wooden bed :)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;always the right temperature depends on my mood AC&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;iPod + dock :)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;(instead of carpets) very comfy sleeping bag LOL!&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;a big window to the roof (just in case someone wants to &lt;strike&gt;smoke&lt;/strike&gt; runaway haha!)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;laptop + 24hr wifi access!&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;the wall (it’s so damn cool!)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;the wooden tiles :)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;three full wardrobes and they’re all mine :D&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;the door :) it’s just a gallery of memorabilia (the PDXT poster that used to be there i gave it to &lt;strong&gt;aryo&lt;/strong&gt; for his going to USA gift).&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and from everybody who have been in my room: tante tia om adit, bunda dina, timothy, ina, jesbon, gleny, erc, putri, raissa, faby, and just everybody i didn’t remember. they all feel really comfortable in my room :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;my small bed is right now located in front of the TV. ina always love all the dolls and stuffed animals i have there and named all of them with each of the guy she’s crushing on :) timothy always falls asleep in that bed the minute he got there, adorable. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;the sleeping bag i used during DBPJ sleepover at school, jambore, temu OSIS KAJ, and had been with me since the 5th grade had been spread since saturday (17/4) for me to fall asleep on during working on YB. i don’t really like working and typing on my desk :|&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;before the radio tower was torn down, the function of the big window on my room was to runaway. i climbed down the tower and went back up the tower :) now, with tower gone, the big window is just used for me to slip outside to the roof hangout with a can of beer and cigs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;my bedroom wall is not furnished so it has the old ancient dutch kind of look. it is soooo coool! love it so much. but frankly, the wall is like that because when my grandpapa and grandmama build the 2nd floor they didn’t have any money to finish the wall, so they left it like that and it’s awesome!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;the tiles was redone when i was in the 4th grade, before it was carpet :) my grandpapa had the whole 2nd floor redone with new wooden tiles and aluminum foil cover below the roof so that the temperature inside is not tampered with the outside temperature.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;it’s just so comfortable and wonderful to be in my bedroom :) add a bathroom and keyboard/piano, i’d never leave! haha :D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for college, i’ll be staying with nita and gleny nearby campus. that’s 4years + 18 months (for me to work) i’m not going to be fulltime in my bedroom. a little bit sad but excited :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;well, TTYL for now :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;oh, and i made two pictures today. the first one got me and timothy in a very laugh-ish shout-ish phonecall and the other one is just plain adorable. so i’m just going to post the second one :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S83WlPonmlI/AAAAAAAAATo/TSWRDcvtBaw/s1600-h/mas%20abe%20copy%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="mas abe copy" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="431" alt="mas abe copy" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S83WmfzgfoI/AAAAAAAAATs/1OuKBCSnDbc/mas%20abe%20copy_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;this is supposedly &lt;strong&gt;timothy satyaabieza&lt;/strong&gt; :) he said it’s cute :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NIGHT ALL! :) MGLL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-7487905009446550071?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/7487905009446550071/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=7487905009446550071' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7487905009446550071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7487905009446550071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-402-ten-reasons-why-im-madly-in.html' title='Post #402 Ten Reasons Why I’m Madly in Love with My Bedroom'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S83WmfzgfoI/AAAAAAAAATs/1OuKBCSnDbc/s72-c/mas%20abe%20copy_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-237192604738032644</id><published>2010-04-19T22:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:20:22.734+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #401 A Bit Relevant to the Previous One</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so today, there was another big soccer match: Social vs Science Gonzaga Class of 2010 :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;got sick since early in the morning and so i went home early as well. darn! went to the doctor though. he said there’s a possibility towards “batu empedu” (what the hell that is. but it sounds scary, it needs surgery to remove it, so God please not that one) but generally, my liver’s acting up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;because of today’s sick day: i can’t go to dufan with my class tomorrow :( i’ve got to rest. then i got so so so pissed and disappointed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;and then, during a phone call timothy mentioned that andriy and himself wanted to come over to my house and visit but they were too tired. but just the gesture that they wanted to really made my day. it cheered me up a lot :D it was so nice of them. it’s wonderful to have wonderful friends :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;yeaaaay *with the stupid grin and tone i always do embarrassingly* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;1 med for my breathing suffocation + 1 painkiller + 1 for my bilge before meals + 1 i have no clue what it’s for = 4 very hard sleeping pills! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;off to bed now! TTYL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-237192604738032644?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/237192604738032644/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=237192604738032644' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/237192604738032644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/237192604738032644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-401-bit-relevant-to-previous-one.html' title='Post #401 A Bit Relevant to the Previous One'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1734980918538019624</id><published>2010-04-16T05:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T06:33:13.064+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #400 There’s Something Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;the right side of my tummy has been keeping me up all night. it hurts so bad :’( even the pain on my ankle is not really there, because my tummy just got worse and worse as the night goes. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;yesterday, all i managed to keep inside me is two glasses of milk, two hot unsweetened tea, and two little breads (roti unyil) everything else i just threw up or, somewhat, i just lost my whole appetite. i spent too much unwanted time on the bathroom floor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;from the afternoon after a little nap, it also hurts a little to breath. it’s like your chest is being step on to with massive shoes. i’ve been feeling this all week actually. the occasional chest pain, and sometimes my heart beats so fast it literally feels like it’s going to blow then the back of my head hurts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;my last hard activity was on monday-wednesday this week. the last three days of school, school examinations. when i was doing the test sometimes there was a very high pitched loud buzzing that would stay ringing in my ears for two-three minutes. and when that happened, my sight just got blurry and there was a bad headache. honestly, this is why when guys on my class played the sound on their phone i got so mad. for me, it’s not just aching pain to hear but it became blurry and all black.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this morning would be the 8th day in a row i woke up at exactly 3:15 AM. since the day after i watched alice in wonderland, i’ve been waking up at exactly 3:15 AM, the clock on the wall would have both hands on the number three and my phone just flashing 3:15. after that i just couldn’t go back to bed because my tummy begun to ache. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;medical attention, right now, is a very luxurious privilege for my family. i’m just going to be frank, there’s no money to go to the doctor or for medicine. this is why i cry at night or merely any given time i just burst in to tears because it hurts so bad and i don’t know what the hell is going on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;good morning good morning. imy a.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1734980918538019624?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1734980918538019624/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1734980918538019624' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1734980918538019624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1734980918538019624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-400-theres-something-wrong.html' title='Post #400 There’s Something Wrong'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3953439958075062295</id><published>2010-04-13T15:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:24:19.356+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #399 Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i learned the hard way about it. about mine: THEY GOT BROKEN! that’s the hard cold fact. they tend to brake, well at least mine did. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;today another hard cold fact i learn: you don’t have to love all of them. life’s hard and it will punch you in the face. you’ve got to stand stronger. make your own choices, don’t let anyone make ‘em for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i still do want to raise my own family. with all its ups-downs love-fights, i still want a family. a whole one. and for my child(ren) to not feel the same way i do growing up. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;michael, daniel, maria. i won’t give up for them. the most wonderful things i dream of.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for listening and sharing, a. God blesses you, love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3953439958075062295?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3953439958075062295/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3953439958075062295' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3953439958075062295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3953439958075062295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-399-family.html' title='Post #399 Family'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3042903466489099484</id><published>2010-04-09T21:13:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:13:50.839+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #398 Jesus,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;just give all of us the strength to get pass all of this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;my grandparents, timothy, and just anybody who needs help. Your help.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i know You’d hear this, You’d read this. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;just, help. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You know most what we need and what we can’t say. more than anything You know. i just need You. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;thank you. i love You.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3042903466489099484?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3042903466489099484/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3042903466489099484' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3042903466489099484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3042903466489099484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-398-jesus.html' title='Post #398 Jesus,'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-528412459346508887</id><published>2010-04-09T11:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T11:21:16.908+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #397 The Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;on my blue note book.. they cheer me up, even on the worst possible days. they’re wonderful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;michael zeppelin&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;daniel fender&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;maria canadia&lt;/em&gt;. they’re the most wonderful thing i dream of and they’re going to keep going even when my skies are black.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it’s wonderful to have something hang on to when you think you’re world comes crashing down.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;whatever it takes, i’m never going to let that bitch ruin it like she does with everything else me and my grandparents have. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you and i miss you, a.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-528412459346508887?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/528412459346508887/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=528412459346508887' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/528412459346508887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/528412459346508887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-397-names.html' title='Post #397 The Names'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-4830689829571581129</id><published>2010-04-07T22:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:14:19.224+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #396 Super Glad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;i’m super glad i don’t have parents (you know, a mom and dad. yeaah, i don’t have any) because i get to have the best superb loving wonderful grandparents in the world :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;i love you :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-4830689829571581129?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/4830689829571581129/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=4830689829571581129' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4830689829571581129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4830689829571581129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-396-super-glad.html' title='Post #396 Super Glad!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6303017904493895201</id><published>2010-03-30T21:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:45:04.347+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #395 Solusi Ujian Praktek Bahasa Indonesia Laurenzia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;masalah: pidato tanpa teks bertema &lt;strong&gt;membangun persahabatan melalui daur ulang sampah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;solusi:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;bacot di hadapan kedua guru dengan pengetahuan global warming (baca: TEORI CACING)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;men-&lt;em&gt;translate&lt;/em&gt; pidato yang membawa gue juara 3 jakarta selatan &lt;em&gt;english speech&lt;/em&gt; tentang lingkungan&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;sok asik aja di depan gurunya mengharap nutup2in &lt;em&gt;nervous &amp;amp; stage fright &amp;amp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;NGANTUK&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;sekian trik praktis malam ini :) hahaha TTYL :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6303017904493895201?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6303017904493895201/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6303017904493895201' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6303017904493895201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6303017904493895201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-395-solusi-ujian-praktek-bahasa.html' title='Post #395 Solusi Ujian Praktek Bahasa Indonesia Laurenzia'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-357641683659337119</id><published>2010-03-30T20:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:28:00.382+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #394 For My Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;thank you for being care and not judgmental over one little thing i choose, now, to do in public. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it’s not the best decision, but i will take full responsibility over it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;thank you for your understanding and i respect that. i just hope for your respect upon this decision of mine. i’m going to work to earn it but not quitting.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maria gabriel laurenzia luna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i love you all :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-357641683659337119?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/357641683659337119/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=357641683659337119' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/357641683659337119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/357641683659337119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-394-for-my-friends.html' title='Post #394 For My Friends'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-8047570503487228375</id><published>2010-03-25T19:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:29:17.738+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #393 The Eve Before The Last Day of UN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;okaaay! let’s sum it up!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;starting sunday (H-1) to today i have consume:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;2 cups of cappucino (which leads to two very uncomfortable sleepless nights)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;3 + 1 bite donuts&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;14 lights&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;not to mention a lot of extra hard tiredness! i’m completely in need of a good recreation :D it’s a balancing act. you study hard, you play hard!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;okaaay, off to study economy+accounting. TTYL.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-8047570503487228375?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/8047570503487228375/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=8047570503487228375' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8047570503487228375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8047570503487228375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-393-eve-before-last-day-of-un.html' title='Post #393 The Eve Before The Last Day of UN'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3938934149410483091</id><published>2010-03-21T22:02:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:02:54.755+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #392 UN Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sebenernya ngga ada relevansinya arti judul itu dengan isinya..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;tapi, barusan gue membaca blog teman SMA gue dan gue menemukan kalo dia yang memiliki ambisi yang sama dengan gue yakni memajukan indonesia.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;banyak gue temuin temen gue yang ingin meninggalkan indonesia karena kecewa atau cuma ngga suka banget dengan indonesia (kalo yg ini adek gue sendiri).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;gue akan pergi cari ilmu di negara orang dan melakukan apa aja untuk buat negara ini baik, di mata dunia dan terlebih di mata rakyatnya sendiri. dan gue bersumpah ngga akan mati sebelum itu terjadi. ngga ada lagi orang yang kecewa atau ngga suka. ngga ada lagi indonesia di &lt;em&gt;top corruption countries&lt;/em&gt; atau &lt;em&gt;most polluted city&lt;/em&gt; (jakarta).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;untuk itu, gue akan menghajar mati UN besok. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, ternyata ada relevansinya. love, L.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3938934149410483091?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3938934149410483091/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3938934149410483091' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3938934149410483091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3938934149410483091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-392-un-eve.html' title='Post #392 UN Eve'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3307732660772116964</id><published>2010-03-21T10:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T10:30:57.435+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #391 Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i’m performing i’m an extrovert, yet inside i’m a completely different man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;freddie mercury&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, starting today to thursday is the peak of my high school studies, the &lt;strong&gt;national examination&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’m so going to nail it! so does all of our dear batch 2010 all around the country :) especially my dear Gonzaga 21 and POINDEXTER :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;and what’s the quotation above being relevant to this whole situation? well, that’s just who i am. performing in this means like when i was in senat or whenever i got the spotlight. otherwise, i truly somewhat a shy person. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;really really i am :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;TTYL, off to study for a while :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3307732660772116964?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3307732660772116964/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3307732660772116964' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3307732660772116964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3307732660772116964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-391-good-old-fashioned-lover-boy.html' title='Post #391 Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-8443827723973704748</id><published>2010-03-21T07:16:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T07:16:21.103+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #390 Love of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;you’ve hurt meeeeee! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;no it’s not going to be a sad sad post like the very beautiful yet heartbroken song of Queen. at first you may thought it’s a very sweetly written song, but it’s really ironic to listen. along the melody you fall deeply deeply in love, yet the lyrics shows how much you are heartbroken because of the love of your life just left you and how deeply you wanted them back. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;do listen to the other song of Queen from the same album – &lt;strong&gt;a day at the opera &lt;/strong&gt;– &lt;em&gt;you’re my best friend&lt;/em&gt;. i deeply recommend that! the song is written wonderfully and just plain saying how much you’re happy and feel the bestest with your bestest friend :) gladly, this song is, for me, about the sunshine of my life. my bestest friend :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay enough with that.. i am going to make a list of how-many-numbers of the greatest song of MY world! this is the all time greatest hits (until a new one comes along, YEEAAAH RIGHT!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;bohemian rhapsody (queen)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;smooth criminal (michael jackson)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;wooden heart (elvis presley)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;somebody to love (queen)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;stairway to heaven (led zeppelin)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;thriller (michael jackson)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;a little less conversation (elvis presley)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;dirty diana (michael jackson)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;michelle (the beatles)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;wave (anthony carlos jobim)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;somos libres (sore)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;bad (michael jackson)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;seaside rendevouz (queen)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;ben (michael jackson)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;guido’s song (broadway musical: &lt;em&gt;nine&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;she’s so beautiful (sore)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;etalase (sore)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;if we ever meet again (timbaland feat. katy perry)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;blue hawaii (elvis presley)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;can’t help falling in love (elvis presley)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;meglio stasera (michael buble)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;the millionaire waltz (queen)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;hello there (jazz revolution project)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;to be continued soon :D i got tired of thinking, LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;now listening to &lt;strong&gt;queen’&lt;/strong&gt;s &lt;strong&gt;a day at the races&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-8443827723973704748?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/8443827723973704748/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=8443827723973704748' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8443827723973704748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8443827723973704748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-390-love-of-my-life.html' title='Post #390 Love of My Life'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-8834351175128583434</id><published>2010-03-19T14:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T14:06:39.163+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #389 Right Now. Here and Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;ik hou zo veel van je.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;ik dank u voor de gelegenheid die u geven.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;laten we proberen arbeids zaken opnieuw, mijn liefde.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-8834351175128583434?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/8834351175128583434/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=8834351175128583434' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8834351175128583434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8834351175128583434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-389-right-now-here-and-now.html' title='Post #389 Right Now. Here and Now.'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3990890682978108347</id><published>2010-03-16T20:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:58:54.424+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #387 Senin Malam Kemarin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;gonzaga – stc senayan (bersama abieza) – rumah luna (disini datang andriy) – rumah abieza – rumah syaura (disini datang cece) – EX &amp;amp; Plaza Indonesia – monas – rumah cece (disini turun cece) – rumah syaura (disini turun syaura) – rumah luna (disini abe pulang dan andriy ambil motor).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, all we did was sit and eat and talk &lt;strike&gt;and smoke&lt;/strike&gt; and study MATH! abieza and i were studying our social math while cece syau andriy studied science math. haha, it was awesome! a new way of studying though haha! LOL much! we were, in my opinion, very comfortable and had a lot of fun!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;after math, we went to MONAS at night. around 10-ish. hell awesome! *minus the loads of trash everywhere*. we sat around a nice peaceful side just below monas. and FYI: it was ANDRIY &amp;amp; CECE’s first time visiting monas! (btw, if i’m not mistaken, our first times: abe 3rd grade, me 4th grade *with marissa’s mom nagging on the bus about drinks*, syaura 9th grade).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it was 7days before national examination and it was the kind of relinquish i need. like to let everything off and really prepare my heart soul and mind for the damn thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i like that though, to runaway from home and all the nagging for a whole day and coming home to everybody already asleep. i guess that’s how i deal with big exams. haha LOL! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TTYL, MGLL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3990890682978108347?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3990890682978108347/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3990890682978108347' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3990890682978108347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3990890682978108347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-387-senin-malam-kemarin.html' title='Post #387 Senin Malam Kemarin'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1207551398862153075</id><published>2010-03-14T08:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T08:37:20.209+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #386 Kau Tahu, Bung</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;kami hanya bosan!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;DIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1207551398862153075?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1207551398862153075/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1207551398862153075' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1207551398862153075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1207551398862153075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-386-kau-tahu-bung.html' title='Post #386 Kau Tahu, Bung'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6262464890337573532</id><published>2010-03-14T08:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T08:30:23.589+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #385 Annie, R U Ok?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;damn it! annie’s okay! stop questioning her all right? darn!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;the biggest reminder on my bedroom door is no longer to turn down the volume of my loud music but it had changed since last night: EAT!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i will when i want to. i promise. just not right now yet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;speaking honestly, i know what’s going on with my health. and to cover what’s never gone (and as an effect of that), a new bad news comes up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’m not going to continue this. actually, i am that much of a coward to end this writing. i guess, everybody’s right about me: I’M A FREAK.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6262464890337573532?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6262464890337573532/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6262464890337573532' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6262464890337573532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6262464890337573532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-385-annie-r-u-ok.html' title='Post #385 Annie, R U Ok?'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-2175235664983474583</id><published>2010-03-13T21:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:13:15.044+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoovies'/><title type='text'>Post #384 Green Zone is So Not a Good Zone to be!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a7/Green_Zone_poster.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;today, at around 3 o’clock PM i went to inten fatmawati to meet up with nico and went together to Pejaten Village to watch a movie – at first we were going to watch THE IMAGINARIUM OF DOCTOR PARNASSUS. but it was sold out, so we watched green zone instead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;the movie starring &lt;strong&gt;matt damon&lt;/strong&gt; and directed by &lt;strong&gt;paul greengrass&lt;/strong&gt; (they colaborated in bourne ultimatum and bourne supremacy) was about the iraq war and quest to look the &lt;em&gt;weapon of mass destruction&lt;/em&gt;. i’m so going to spoil the ending here: there’s no such thing as WMD (it had been dismantled since the end of the gulf war) and the big iraqi traitor, General Al Rawi was shot dead by a local patriotic civilian who’s helping the US Military. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, as a major big fan of the &lt;strong&gt;united states army&lt;/strong&gt;, i still madly in love the action (although it wasn’t, like, as good as &lt;strong&gt;band of bro’s&lt;/strong&gt;) though disappointed with the movie. it’s clearly not greengrass’ best. i’ve seen bourne ultimatum and i watched it with a six year old. he got afraid that means it’s a good action movie. this one, it got me asleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;great cast though damon, amy ryan, brendan gleeson (the bastard who played &lt;strong&gt;mad eye moody&lt;/strong&gt; in harry potter installment number 4 and 5).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;honestly, because i’m obsessed with world war 2 i don’t really fancy this one. but there’s a little pentagon-white house-CIA action and, somewhat, still something i want to do. although i have to be an american to do so (i guess) haha! that intel part, jesbon and i were LOVING IT!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, i just took a little surfing down wikipedia looking about the next installment of harry potter and got very exited! &lt;strong&gt;bill nighy&lt;/strong&gt; is going to play &lt;em&gt;minister of magic rufus scrimgeour&lt;/em&gt;. and looking forward to another brilliant performance from my favorite death eater &lt;em&gt;ms. bellatrix lestrange&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;played by the one and only &lt;strong&gt;helena bonham carter&lt;/strong&gt;. bill nighy is, like, on of my top favorite Brit actors! he usually play the not so good guy though. this one as well, scrimgeour is so the not so good type of guy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;and also while looking at this, i found out that a sequel of the 2005 commercially successful &lt;strong&gt;nanny mcphee&lt;/strong&gt; is on production. &lt;strong&gt;emma thompson &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; ralph fiennes&lt;/strong&gt; will star (although the adorable &lt;strong&gt;thomas sangster&lt;/strong&gt; will not be involved). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;and just now, i read that the beloved mother of adolf hitler (one of my top role model – somebody would kill me for this), klara hitler, was born on &lt;strong&gt;august 12, 1860&lt;/strong&gt;. such a big &lt;em&gt;wadefak&lt;/em&gt; FYI moment here!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, before i start making stupid and weird writings here: I’LL STOP. TTYL, bloggies!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-2175235664983474583?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/2175235664983474583/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=2175235664983474583' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2175235664983474583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2175235664983474583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-384-green-zone-is-so-not-good-zone.html' title='Post #384 Green Zone is So Not a Good Zone to be!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-2022065763911712915</id><published>2010-03-10T20:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:23:10.795+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #383 Pain Shots My Tummy All Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and also all day, he’s been so happy and nice about me getting sick. not in the way that i’m sick and his happy about it but this sickness i got, let’s just say timmy and i have been waiting and getting worried about it not coming. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;right now i am having a stare contest with a mug of a traditional javanese Keraton remedy: kunyit asam. although it has been modernized and factory made i still don’t believe in traditional remedy. usually painkillers will do the trick but i’ve taken twice already today and nothing happened. darn, the first time it ever let me down.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;as much as i would be glad to be given one (or two), everybody insists on NOT giving me. darn! i agree in a way that it can lead to addiction (yea, been there done that!) or worse: OD. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, actually the best remedy i know and so believe in is love and care (plus the doctors and medications). when i’m sick, i really love when somebody ask how i am doing every once in a while (read: about every an hour or two). and every time he has the chance, timmy would ask that :D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;he’s the best. i asked him for marie regal, he got me promina baby cereal because he knew i was craving for it (and i really did crave for them!). he took me home after school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;it sucks a lot because i really felt incredible indescribable pains during japs test and although i did at my upmost best (i’m good actually), my hands were shaking and my hiragana turned into just scribbles. i’m kind of let meself down though. i mean, i know i can still nail the test but it was not my best because of the fact that i was sick doing it. darn!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, how many times i use the word “darn” in this post? i think that means i should finish off this post now. LOL! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;you know what, i’m right now addicted to &lt;strong&gt;the beatles’ michelle&lt;/strong&gt; and i really really craving to live in just-out-of-town Paris (or nearby Disneyland Paris, that would be better by loads!). just a small country house with big garden, dogs and puppies, a little red brick man-made pond and white lilies around them, roses and yellow daisies, a park bench nearby, and my green swing (i am so having it flown to Paris!) haha..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;just AMEN for now. not just paris though, i just want to live country side some musical city. it would be lovely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, as much as i hate it: i have to drink that weird yellow stuff. TTYL freaks! lrnz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-2022065763911712915?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/2022065763911712915/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=2022065763911712915' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2022065763911712915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2022065763911712915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-383-pain-shots-my-tummy-all-day.html' title='Post #383 Pain Shots My Tummy All Day'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5329170131392596041</id><published>2010-03-09T21:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:07:06.995+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gleeks'/><title type='text'>Post #382 Keep Holding On</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Keep Holding On – Avril Lavigne (OST Eragon)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;You're not alone   &lt;br /&gt;Together we stand    &lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand    &lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold    &lt;br /&gt;And it feels like the end    &lt;br /&gt;There's no place to go    &lt;br /&gt;You know I won't give in    &lt;br /&gt;No I won't give in    &lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through    &lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you    &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say    &lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do    &lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth    &lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through    &lt;br /&gt;So far away    &lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here    &lt;br /&gt;Before it's too late, this could all disappear    &lt;br /&gt;Before the doors close    &lt;br /&gt;And it comes to an end    &lt;br /&gt;With you by my side I will fight and defend    &lt;br /&gt;I'll fight and defend    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through    &lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you    &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say    &lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do    &lt;br /&gt;http://www.elyricsworld.com/keep_holding_on_lyrics_glee_cast.html    &lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth    &lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through    &lt;br /&gt;Hear me when I say, when I say I believe    &lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny    &lt;br /&gt;Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah    &lt;br /&gt;La da da da    &lt;br /&gt;La da da da    &lt;br /&gt;La da da da da da da da da    &lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through    &lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you    &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say    &lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do    &lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth    &lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through    &lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on    &lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on    &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say    &lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do    &lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth    &lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5329170131392596041?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5329170131392596041/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5329170131392596041' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5329170131392596041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5329170131392596041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-382-keep-holding-on.html' title='Post #382 Keep Holding On'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-7722787904783681801</id><published>2010-03-07T20:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:05:42.272+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gleeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><title type='text'>Post #381 Other Than Crazy High School Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;what does Gonzaga have in common with Glee?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, our cheerleaders aren’t compared to CHEERIOS and the head cheerleader is not pregnant. truthfully, &lt;strike&gt;do we even have a decent cheerleader squad at school&lt;/strike&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, what Gonzaga have in common with Glee is SLURPEE and BIG GULP. gleeks have slurpee and big gulp thrown to their faces on a regular basis and gonzaga “in crowd” consumes slurpee (and practically the whole 7/11) on a TOO MUCH EXCESSIVE regular basis (for you who don’t understand: too much excessive means way so out-of-line much). and the awful truth (&lt;strike&gt;they just too stupid&lt;/strike&gt; to realize – probably because of the massive sugar amount they have from slurpee and coffee) it’s just a BIG CUP of freaking FROZEN SODA! (again, too stupid to realize, i bet).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;yes i do say their coffee is good. (tastes the same with starbucks’ and a regular nescafe with a hint of extra optional sugar – caramel, almond syrup you can also buy in a supermarket then make at home). but spending every morning and after school there? that’s not stupid actually, inefficient.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i am not ever going to apologize for anything i’ve written here. this is a free place where i can point out my opinion FREELY. as hurtful, as judgmental, as bad it may sounds: this is the truth the perpetrator deceiving everybody and everybody else just shove their eyes at a different direction.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;for you DEFINITELY AIR-HEADED SNOBS: yes you can taste coffee and slurpee every single morning day and night, but there are EVEN MORE kids and teenager who can’t taste any education you wasted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’ve been called a freak, i’m an outcast, i’ve been bullied and, honestly, that happens in my high school. call me a freak, make me an outcast, bully me but take this: YOU ALL WILL WORK FOR ME. and i will not rest and/die before every single children EVERY SINGLE ONE gets the best decent education there is. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;because that’s why i punctually working hard at school: to stand up for the people and children who doesn’t have anyone at their side. all they have is silly government with their nice-campaign-promises bullshit crap. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;that’s only why i want to be president.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’ll go one day, as i dreamed, to that orange land. there’s where i really want to go and study. but wherever i will be, i am never going to leave this country. wherever i will be, i swear to fix this country.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i don’t want to dream for myself (anymore) or my grandparents. i want to dream for those who can’t dream. i have the chances and options they don’t, i’m going to make sure they have theirs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is why God gave me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-376-puji-tuhan-yesus-kristus.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, it’s my calling i guess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-7722787904783681801?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/7722787904783681801/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=7722787904783681801' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7722787904783681801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/7722787904783681801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-other-than-crazy-high-school-drama.html' title='Post #381 Other Than Crazy High School Drama'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3891511742028626406</id><published>2010-03-05T20:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:34:55.185+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #380 My Study Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and this past two days, i’ve been able to put a hard commitment to it and i fulfill my commitment!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;so here’s my schedule, even with twittering and IMing a little it’s very effective!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;everyday i study for the next day subjects to be tested. each subjects i study for 2 hours, started from 3pm-5pm and an hour recess and start another 2hours study. so that’ll end at 8pm. i prepare for school tomorrow, get ready for bed, twittering, listen to my specially made test playlist on iTunes, and sleep :) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i like making rundowns but i don’t like them messed up. so that’s why i don’t like to be an event organizer (like erc, abe, or ceno). mainly because, for me if it’s written 7 o’clock IT HAS TO HAPPEN on 7 o’clock. not a second less not a second more. and there’s no such thing in time as a prediction, again, in my opinion. do not predict how long something happen, &lt;u&gt;plan them how long it has to happen&lt;/u&gt;. and BE DISCIPLINE about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;in terms of an event, maybe musical, if band is agreed to play for an hour, AN HOUR SHOULD THEM PLAY. not second more not a second less. A COMMITMENT BASED ON AGREEMENT. (i can say this because there’s always a contract signed and sealed!).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’ve met so many people, artists, musicians, students, teachers, parents (worst of all) still unable to be discipline on time. manage time and use it effectively. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;the first GIANT LEAP and stepping stone to be, if i say so myself, a leader in one’s area of involvement is &lt;strong&gt;discipline and punctuality and great time management&lt;/strong&gt;. that shows high commitment, to oneself and to others. indirectly, it’s efficient and one is no burden to anybody else.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;mums the word, but all this talk is also about NOT BEING LATE at anything. in 12grades of school, i’ve only been late for 2 TIMES (both in high school). one because of a road fix and the other for traffic jam, but there’s no excuse for tardiness. i just, personally, despise LATENESS &amp;amp; TARDINESS. it took me a hard time to forgive myself and it were only around 3 minutes past 7 o’clock. both, the teachers weren’t even in class yet (even worse!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;other than a horrible case of NATURAL FORCE MAJOR, there’s no excuse, none whatsoever, for lateness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, this is my obsession over &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and yes, it is an obsession for me.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3891511742028626406?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3891511742028626406/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3891511742028626406' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3891511742028626406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3891511742028626406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-380-my-study-schedule.html' title='Post #380 My Study Schedule'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-2856407427049829737</id><published>2010-03-05T05:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:32:57.203+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #379 First Day First Day and the Little Plastic Bag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;today is the first day of the semester exam for Gonzaga seniors.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is probably the first exam in three years i don’t feel nervous about :) and that is totally great! i really studied hard last night and i plan to do the same this following week and national examination and school exam. it sucks to be a senior, soooo many exams that all you do all week is exams and on the weekend is buying a new set of 2B pencils. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i got really excited and felt awesome yesterday when our exam cards were distributed. they put the card in a little plastic bag every each one of ‘em (that’s sums up for about 700 pieces).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;there are three point of views looking at this:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;from the POV of a student who works hard and NEVER CHEATS, this is an insult and a form of a mistrust. that the school doesn’t trust the students that we (students) can do good on our own hard work.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;from the POV of a CHEATER this is a “busted” kind of thing (if he/she is SMART ENOUGH to understand that). but knowing Gonzaga’s cheater, they are sneaky enough to cheat but definitely absolutely INCOMPETENT and IDIOT to realize that. they usually cover their fear by getting upset and mad and saying stupid about global warming (to make them sound smarter than they really are). and there are still so much students think like this. unfortunately (for them), they told me about their “anger” about the plastic bag (LOL for you it got published here!)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;from the POV of the school means the school realize and doing something about the kind of students i described in number 2, FINALLY! *i get the biggest hunch that our new wonderful headmaster is one behind this whole concept :)*&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;this should be a GREAT wake up call for all the 700something students of Gonzaga. that we will not just be the school with the uber colossal great Gonzaga Festival and all dozens events in a year, but also good quality ones. not just students great in organizing and socializing but also great quality in academics and mind. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;sometimes i imagine this blog read by teachers, moderators, or the headmaster himself because all 700 of us, students, have opinions and chances to voice them. there are many student bloggers out there who cares about Gonzaga. and this is exactly why i write such a pointing post, because i care. it’s nice to be heard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laurenzia Luna XII IPS 2.17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-2856407427049829737?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/2856407427049829737/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=2856407427049829737' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2856407427049829737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2856407427049829737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-379-first-day-first-day-and-little.html' title='Post #379 First Day First Day and the Little Plastic Bag!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3330688977500937927</id><published>2010-03-03T18:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:20:23.341+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><title type='text'>Post #378 Pre Exam Trip Down Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FY9g7uTI/AAAAAAAAASY/hCStqpAeMD4/s1600-h/DSC07873%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC07873" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC07873" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FadZA2CI/AAAAAAAAASc/MazCsAOkgbI/DSC07873_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;erc gleny luna jesbon di pabrik jack&amp;amp;jill ekskursi :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FdKMxMgI/AAAAAAAAASg/C56ddaR5PuQ/s1600-h/DSC08940%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC08940" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="364" alt="DSC08940" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45Ff9hkgSI/AAAAAAAAASk/qJLqRdR76C4/DSC08940_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;(kurang aby huhu :’( ) senat kolese gonzaga 2009/2010 @ MOS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FhTqgTBI/AAAAAAAAASo/mpUjs4N00-o/s1600-h/DSC01220%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC01220" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC01220" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45Fi7tbSzI/AAAAAAAAASs/noT03z3D_Rs/DSC01220_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;abe ketika bertanding sepak bola di Gonz League :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FlFvko8I/AAAAAAAAASw/SRrnNmwQutE/s1600-h/DSC02084%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC02084" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="364" alt="DSC02084" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FnSFfjLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/skV6HTWD_JQ/DSC02084_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;jesbon, gleny, erc, vicky, yoshka, leon, mikey, christian, kak wira di UPH :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FoUL4ZnI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9aKNojeqyxE/s1600-h/DSC00130%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00130" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC00130" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45Fpp-DnqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/57e1S-nJgns/DSC00130_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;elson @ Ziarah &amp;amp; Rekreasi :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FrOWRoqI/AAAAAAAAATA/bjnkMA6ZuLw/s1600-h/DSC04008%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC04008" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC04008" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FsnLYSlI/AAAAAAAAATE/6ajdta3BgCU/DSC04008_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;abe @ Opening Gonzaga Festival&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45Fu0XgFFI/AAAAAAAAATI/Zmkd08x4Ss8/s1600-h/DSC04415%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC04415" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="364" alt="DSC04415" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FxNsJXZI/AAAAAAAAATM/wOFGrDLdp5Y/DSC04415_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;eno vano carol bekti edu hena almo: WB Dance @ Gonzaga Festival of Performance &amp;amp; Show&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FyxY2rtI/AAAAAAAAATQ/JlEg-5WbU5g/s1600-h/DSC04898%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC04898" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC04898" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45F0q_gNuI/AAAAAAAAATU/9F2NhZ-tVZQ/DSC04898_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;pak adi @ LDK Senat 2010/2011 Bambini Children Centre&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45F2_GGisI/AAAAAAAAATY/vgy-zWRCINE/s1600-h/DSC05765%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC05765" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="365" alt="DSC05765" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45F5cN3BTI/AAAAAAAAATc/Hzfri5grqzI/DSC05765_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;sebagian XII IPS 2 sebelum pelajaran Ma’am Mano, Jumat 19 Februari 2010&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*perhatikan muka gonny di paling ujung kanan*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45F7f0vbFI/AAAAAAAAATg/E5GyGPv9sX0/s1600-h/DSC06006%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC06006" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="365" alt="DSC06006" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45F9XpKsDI/AAAAAAAAATk/zzvcyG9refc/DSC06006_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;gleny dan andriy di makan-makan ulang tahunnya gleny :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*mukanya andriy ngga banget! &lt;strike&gt;Pak RT kondangan&lt;/strike&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3330688977500937927?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3330688977500937927/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3330688977500937927' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3330688977500937927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3330688977500937927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-378-pre-exam-trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='Post #378 Pre Exam Trip Down Memory Lane'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S45FadZA2CI/AAAAAAAAASc/MazCsAOkgbI/s72-c/DSC07873_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-185777472983344233</id><published>2010-03-01T19:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:06:56.183+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just shit'/><title type='text'>Post #377 Let’s Post Something Ridiculous Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;in exactly three weeks (21 days) we high school seniors all over Indonesia is going to face what the government call a “national examination” (i told you i am going to post something ridiculous).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; for me and all other social major students it is going to be 6 subjects which are indonesian, english, sociology, geography, math, economy/accounting. for science major students are also six: indonesian, english, biology, math, physics, chemistry. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;the only thing still ridiculous in my mind is the GOVERNMENT DOES NOT KNOW THE QUALITY OF THE STUDENTS (wel, all they know is in general speaking not individually). our school knows who we are, not the government. okay, they give the school pointers upon the subjects and what the parameter of what’s what, but the practical matter: the teachers know the students better (at least than the government). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;that’s not actually why i think it’s ridiculous, but the mind concept in my fellow friends, students, created by the national examination phenomena. from various opinion i heard from a group of random friends (i never asked for opinion the first place, though) that if they pass the national examination they will be a shoe-in to pass the school examination. now, that is ridiculous.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i heard they say that they are proud to be GONZAGA. but the same people say that the school HAVE TO pass us because it’ll bring up the school rank and that the school is going to do “whatever possible” to do so. they (SHE) believe(s) in that. if that is true: I’D RATHER FAIL IF MY ACHIEVEMENT MANIPULATED FOR SUCH RIDICULOUS REASON AS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RANK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;you know what, Gonzaga is a fine establishment (although it is questionable in a “FEW” divisions) and i do believe that they will do no such things. when a student pass/fail it is because purely of his/her effort. not manipulated. it’s hard and sad if one does fail, but through acceptance and hope and perseverance one shall pass.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;work hard and play as hard. everything has to be balanced, nothing excessive is good (i heard it’s written in the Bible and Al-Quran).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no great thing is created suddenly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a quote from my grandfather’s favorite mug :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-185777472983344233?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/185777472983344233/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=185777472983344233' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/185777472983344233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/185777472983344233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-377-lets-post-something-ridiculous.html' title='Post #377 Let’s Post Something Ridiculous Here'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-2309468435953576608</id><published>2010-03-01T17:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:47:36.965+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #376 Puji Tuhan Yesus Kristus :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;baru saja saya membaca pengumuman hasil &lt;em&gt;english proficiency test &lt;/em&gt;yang saya ikuti di &lt;strong&gt;universitas pelita harapan&lt;/strong&gt; hari sabtu 20 februari 2010 lalu. puji tuhan, saya mendapatkan hasil yang baik sehingga saya bisa mengambil &lt;em&gt;international program. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;laurenzia luna&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;international relations, faculty of social and political science; international program; scholarship.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;saya tidak tahu apa yang Tuhan rencanakan pada saya tapi Tuhan memberikan jalan-jalan yang baik dan saya bersyukur untuk itu semua. dan dari semua yang telah memberi dukungan dan usaha, Engkau yang memberi jalannya. terima kasih.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;untuk mbah tik mbah kung, abe, tante ine dan keluarga, tante lia tia wita dan om odon adit, eyang tomo om dudi, ma’am (mano) rini, erc gleny jesbon mike nita, teman-teman, gonzaga, bu rini dan pak gimin, dan semua yang jelas tidak mungkin ditulis disini semua (karena ngga muat dan/atau lupa): terima kasih atas dukungannya dan kongratulasinya :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;aku senang sekali sampe jadi norak lagi :|&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-2309468435953576608?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/2309468435953576608/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=2309468435953576608' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2309468435953576608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/2309468435953576608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-376-puji-tuhan-yesus-kristus.html' title='Post #376 Puji Tuhan Yesus Kristus :)'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6725641092685730372</id><published>2010-03-01T17:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:26:00.051+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoovies'/><title type='text'>Post #375 Off With Her Head!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/ff/Alice-In-Wonderland-Theatrical-Poster.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;ten years after alice kingsley first tumbles down the rabbit hole, she came back to wonderland!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;as a child being fed with disney classic growing up (thank God for never-home-divorced-parents and most awesome grandparents who didn’t want stupid rubbish cartoons get in my mind), i watched over and over of Lewis Carol’s magical timeless tale of Alice in Wonderland Disney had created. &lt;strong&gt;mad hatter&lt;/strong&gt; had always been my up most favorite and the most awesome number is &lt;strong&gt;golden afternoon&lt;/strong&gt; sung by the flowers ;) i also had read the book times and times!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;now 56 years after the release of the original disney fantastic Alice in Wonderland adaptation, a-sort-of sequel is made by the amazing director-actor-actress trio Tim Burton-Johnny Depp (Mad Hatter)-Helena Bonham Carter (Iracebeth, The Red Queen) and addition to their uber amazing creative cast: Mia Wasikowska (Alice), Alan Rickman (Absolem, The Caterpillar), Michael Sheen (White Rabbit), Anne Hathaway (Mirana, The White Queen).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well no spoiler here! although i’m the kind of movie freak who watch a movie because i know the history of the story and&amp;#160; what’s-going-on with the director+actors+actresses and not like the hypocrite stuck up kids who watch Sherlock Holmes and don’t even know who Sir Arthur Conan Doyle is and his amazing wonderful 58 published stories of Holmes and dr. Watson *many classmates of mine actually*. i’m not being hard or bitchy about it, but that’s just who i am, i’m a reader and a writer/blogger. i’m not going to watch a movie just because everybody else are watching it, but because it has a sentimental value on myself. why would i spent money i don’t work hard for and ask from my grandparents to watch under worthless circumstances as &lt;em&gt;it’s a popular movie&lt;/em&gt;. it’s never on my principles to do so. sort of stupid, yes?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well that’s it for &lt;strong&gt;alice in wonderland 2010&lt;/strong&gt; and my personal opinion about it and going to a movie :) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6725641092685730372?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6725641092685730372/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6725641092685730372' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6725641092685730372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6725641092685730372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-375-off-with-her-head_01.html' title='Post #375 Off With Her Head!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-931252442787582342</id><published>2010-02-27T20:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:04:59.486+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gleeks'/><title type='text'>Post #374 (Can Anybody Find Me) Somebody to Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is actually a really hard very clingy complaint to God begging for a lover. i know looking for a boyf or girlf is not a walk in the park, but even more i KNOW and UNDERSTAND what’s clingy and spoiled means. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;don’t beg for what you want by bragging your hard works. that’s a work of the pathetic loser. it is not sincere. when do something good for someone, don’t think what they can give back to you but think of the good feeling after you done a good deed or help another. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;when something tells a bad news to you, it’s not a bad news if you don’t want it. don’t let one bad news ruin your whole day and your perspective towards relevant things – or the thing that is most important: when a door of opportunity closes, another opens. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, back to the song. the glee version versus the original QUEEN version. different, of course. they have pluses and minuses in so many ways. but if you’re like, you like theater music more than rock or whatever QUEEN’s genre is, you love the Glee version more. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;that is exactly how i see and in love with Glee! it’s a very affordable-so-close-to-home version of Broadway. and storyline relates to a high school student like me. i mean i’m not overly achieving like Rachel or pregnant like Quinn, but as a high school viewer it’s real. the other high school teen-overly-dramatic show i watch is 90210 and sometimes, it’s just plain ridiculous and they’re too beautiful (and OLD) to be high school junior (yea, they’re still juniors if i’m not mistaken-___-“)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://images.buddytv.com/articles/glee-goldenglobenoms.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, back back back to GLEEEEEE! honestly, i have nothing else to say but one: THIS WEEK EPISODE ROCKS! the mash up of the boys uber cool! the girls too, but the boys win hands down! haha, there’s so much coming to write about GLEE!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-931252442787582342?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/931252442787582342/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=931252442787582342' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/931252442787582342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/931252442787582342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-374-can-anybody-find-me-somebody.html' title='Post #374 (Can Anybody Find Me) Somebody to Love'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3430775713361865367</id><published>2010-02-26T20:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T05:21:57.654+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><title type='text'>Post #374 His Name is Timothy Satyaabieza :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S4fRx87iI_I/AAAAAAAAASI/PlQeON0UQwQ/s1600-h/DSC03350%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="timmy @ J.Co Bandung" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="364" alt="timmy @ J.Co Bandung" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S4fR0p65gKI/AAAAAAAAASM/IjSYzLgTGlw/DSC03350_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;again, had a nice day with him today. and after going out, i got tired and was a little bit feeling under the weather. and trough the phone he listened my review of the day to find out what’s wrong that made me sick. i don’t know, but that’s sweet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;today is probably the last holiday – although we still have tryouts tomorrow and monday – until, like, April. but it was splendid. we went out to buy string for his guitar and a new bestfriend&amp;#160; for him, a slide ring to play with his guitar. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;in all words, he’s a great guy. with all of his plus and minus, he’s all he is. i love him :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you honey :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3430775713361865367?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3430775713361865367/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3430775713361865367' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3430775713361865367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3430775713361865367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-374-his-name-is-timothy.html' title='Post #374 His Name is Timothy Satyaabieza :)'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S4fR0p65gKI/AAAAAAAAASM/IjSYzLgTGlw/s72-c/DSC03350_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-8015438321667086371</id><published>2010-02-24T19:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:06:46.512+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><title type='text'>Post #372 Call Me Old Fashioned…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;… but i really think school is for STUDYING. and a student’s goal is to get good grades, good experience, and good education.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i saw somebody’s twitter complaining and being emotional about the average grade for softball players at our school is 75, &lt;strong&gt;that is ridiculous&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, you want to play, but you go to school NOT TO PLAY, to study! you have to balance school and after school activities. what good do you bring to your almamater if you have tons of achievements but failing grades?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUBBISH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;really, i’m an old-fashioned conservative student. why? because my grandparents work very hard for giving me the most wonderful education possible. my way of appreciating that is to fulfill the only thing they ask: be the absolute best and study hard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;if i do want to add on after school activities for and it has a minimum grade average, i’d worked for it. SO I EARN IT! not easily achieve it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work hard and earn for what you want!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;if you don’t like it, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WALK OUT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of this fine institution.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in a lot of ways, i am so much disappointed i can’t experience pater sigit’s era as headmaster. he really is a good person with fine vision-mission and point of view of GONZAGA. he’s the one person who can turn around its AWFUL CHARACTERISTIC developing right now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-8015438321667086371?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/8015438321667086371/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=8015438321667086371' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8015438321667086371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8015438321667086371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-372-call-me-old-fashioned.html' title='Post #372 Call Me Old Fashioned…'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1425036577761565879</id><published>2010-02-23T21:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:14:36.657+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><title type='text'>Post #371 Ten Months, Hon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i don’t want to write a lot, i’m so sleepy and tired. i just want to share how wonderful it has been for the last 10months we’re together and the past year we’ve been best of friends. and wonderful is not just the sweet romantic love but also the numbers of world wars we put on each other. experiences and obstacles helps us back then and still now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;truthfully, we get on each others’ nerves, but through that we learn, we understand, and we live. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i really don’t want to write a lot, because what i am feeling right now is not crappy indescribable but it’s just something even if i put it in a zillion words nobody else can never understand. it’s our own feeling. ours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;he’s a very special person, he is. i’m not saying this just because i’m your girlfriend and because of that i see everything of you as wonderful and perfect. even if i am nothing in your world, timothy, you’re smart and enthusiastic and a hard-worker and kind and caring. i can see that before, and now that i’ve got a chance to know you much more better (add that i love you so so much), i know that’s true.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; truthfully again, i’m almost in tears right now. happy tears. i’m thankful for us, i love you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;terima kasih sudah mempertegas, abe :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S4PixzxqnbI/AAAAAAAAASA/zHZOaDqBXKk/s1600-h/IMG00138%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG00138" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG00138" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S4Piy_DCVfI/AAAAAAAAASE/mN7ynjng5nE/IMG00138_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1425036577761565879?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1425036577761565879/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1425036577761565879' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1425036577761565879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1425036577761565879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-371-ten-months-hon.html' title='Post #371 Ten Months, Hon'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S4Piy_DCVfI/AAAAAAAAASE/mN7ynjng5nE/s72-c/IMG00138_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-886937552104140292</id><published>2010-02-21T20:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:07:10.898+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #370 Still: Norak Mode On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;okay, i really have to must to blog about this:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS for &lt;strong&gt;Bernardus Bayu&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Jessica Indriani&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;best wishes and luck and love for you both :D i love you guys!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for me, I LOVE YOU &lt;strong&gt;TIMOTHY SATYAABIEZA &lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-886937552104140292?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/886937552104140292/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=886937552104140292' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/886937552104140292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/886937552104140292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-370-still-norak-mode-on.html' title='Post #370 Still: Norak Mode On!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-8938615263910148514</id><published>2010-02-16T21:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:45:35.739+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #369 The Good Dies Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;to a lover,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;darling, you gave me the best musical three years of your life. the moment i first held you in my palms, you were so sweet. you still do. i remember every moment darling, you and i shared.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;somehow, today, when i saw you black, i knew that’s it was time darling. it might seem i didn’t fight or try to do you any good darling, but i just knew. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;you were always a surprise for me. you were my surprise. you still do. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;the very special place in my heart for you will forever be yours darling. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;laurenzia’s iPod nano 2GB silver, march 2007-february 2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-8938615263910148514?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/8938615263910148514/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=8938615263910148514' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8938615263910148514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8938615263910148514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-369-good-dies-young.html' title='Post #369 The Good Dies Young'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-848513481009202316</id><published>2010-02-15T20:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:50:23.920+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #368 Being Honest</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i want to apologize..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;to GOD, i do believe you. but i closed everything when you come answering my knock on the door and then blame it on you. i’m sorry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;to my family, i haven’t been grateful for everything all you’ve done for me. and for wanting not to grow up. i’m sorry. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;to timothy, i’ve been so selfish and self-centered and hard-headed and cold-hearted. i’m sorry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;to erc gleny jesbon, for running away and being lost these couple of weeks (maybe months). i’m sorry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;to everybody, i’m so sorry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* * *&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don’t know. i’m not feeling well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i’ll never be the same if we ever meet again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if we ever meet again – timbaland feat katy perry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-848513481009202316?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/848513481009202316/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=848513481009202316' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/848513481009202316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/848513481009202316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-368-being-honest.html' title='Post #368 Being Honest'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-4044375721216485541</id><published>2010-02-15T17:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:31:28.116+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #367 Little Do You Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;and yet it’s true&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;that i’m mighty proud of you&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;geppeto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cel-ebration.com/WDCC-PINOCCHIO-GEPPETTO-I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-4044375721216485541?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/4044375721216485541/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=4044375721216485541' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4044375721216485541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/4044375721216485541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-367-little-do-you-know.html' title='Post #367 Little Do You Know'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3748589317237367080</id><published>2010-02-12T20:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T20:22:49.868+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna - abe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><title type='text'>Post #366 PICTURES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so long since i updated this blog. please, DO BLAME THE STUPID TRYOUTS AND EXTRA-CLASSES! they’re good but it took too much, we practically have no refreshing. our energy is sucked up in all that major subjects and we have nothing to runaway to. and now, the one and only subject that we get good scores and F*CKING UNDERSTAND about is also being taken away by putting a VERY SUPER ANNOYING BITCHY teacher.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, rather than complaining about this awful awful routine at school, i’d like to post something great that turn all of that into an enjoyable experience! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S3VVoGdLrFI/AAAAAAAAARk/KeY4VZgttvE/s1600-h/Scan10013%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Scan10013" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Scan10013" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S3VVpaIPC_I/AAAAAAAAARo/ZJhTQVbjufE/Scan10013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S3VVrOLJLjI/AAAAAAAAARs/s32HtkPkdkA/s1600-h/Scan10014%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Scan10014" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Scan10014" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S3VVsBuVCiI/AAAAAAAAARw/0bhRmykYrzk/Scan10014_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S3VWJKmxwRI/AAAAAAAAAR0/0470KZxuapU/s1600-h/Scan10015%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Scan10015" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Scan10015" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S3VWKJ9QbOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/zRyLstOs_kc/Scan10015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;timothy satyaabieza – maria gabriel laurenzia luna :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3748589317237367080?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3748589317237367080/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3748589317237367080' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3748589317237367080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3748589317237367080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-366-pictures.html' title='Post #366 PICTURES!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S3VVpaIPC_I/AAAAAAAAARo/ZJhTQVbjufE/s72-c/Scan10013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-5952375925917343934</id><published>2010-02-08T21:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:17:03.614+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #365 Yellow Daisies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;my grandmother mocked me for loving yellow daisies because it’s the cheapest flower in the shop. i don’t give a damn. i don’t care about the meaning either (which is Innocence, Loyal Love, I'll Never Tell, Purity). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs43/i/2009/149/5/5/Another_Yellow_Daisy_by_nathan_101.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just want it because it’s beautiful. i see it as a beautiful thing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i’m so tired listening to “she’s prettier than you” or “why couldn’t you be as smart as her?”. i don’t care about the pep talk that comes after. those are shits.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i feel insecure when those words come out from anyone to me. even if it’s a joke, personally, it brings me down. i may be on all-smiles-mode but i just feel insecure. i’m not pretty and don’t know how look pretty. it makes me feel like an unwanted outcast.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; it’s hard to make others think that i’m okay. so far there’s only one person who could see far pass my i’m-okay'-laugh-a-lot face. my grandmother always told me that crying and sadness shows that you are weak, and when you’re weak you wouldn’t stay alive in this cold heart world. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;yea, raised to be competitive in all nature since you were born IS NOT THE BEST WAY TO RAISE A KID! it’s okay to be competitive, but not in all aspects of life. it’ll turned out like me, don’t be. i can make it to the top with the principle: crack a few eggs to make an omelet. got it? yea, don’t.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-5952375925917343934?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/5952375925917343934/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=5952375925917343934' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5952375925917343934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/5952375925917343934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-365-yellow-daisies.html' title='Post #365 Yellow Daisies'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-675724143167454213</id><published>2010-02-07T14:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:04:15.111+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #364 I Need Your Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;for no apparent reason i just need an opinion:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;brownies (with or without marshmallows)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;chocolate cream pie&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;peanut butter cupcakes&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;chocolate truffles&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;just which one yummiest and best? :D hehe comment back if you please :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-675724143167454213?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/675724143167454213/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=675724143167454213' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/675724143167454213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/675724143167454213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-364-i-need-your-help.html' title='Post #364 I Need Your Help!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3732269246229910563</id><published>2010-01-22T21:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:55:57.206+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #363 Hahaha, Feeling Artsy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;tapi masalahnya gue ngga tau mau ngapain (baca: malas pindah dari tempat tidur untuk membuat apapun diatas meja menggunakan mouse+laptop | salah satu kelemahan dari segala kelebihan&amp;amp;keenakan menggunakan laptop!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;mau ngutak-ngatik &lt;a href="http://looklet.com/user/50070" target="_blank"&gt;looklet page&lt;/a&gt; gue, udah ngga punya inspirasi (&lt;em&gt;seriously, i’m not the most stylish person soooo got no clue doing it&lt;/em&gt;). BTW, yang mau lihat tinggal klik aja link-nya. ngga usah &lt;em&gt;sign up &lt;/em&gt;untuk liat. &lt;em&gt;comments are welcome through this blog &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;huahuahua chihuahua! sebetulnya gue ngantuk banget, males sekolah, dan MALAS MASUK SEKOLAH (oke itu lebay, tapi beneran gue pengen tidur). sebenernya lagi tiba-tiba gue punya beberapa list mimpi ngga masuk akal yang, kalo lo semua kenal gue, yaa sebenernya ngga kenal juga ngga apa-apa soalnya pasti lo anggap ini ngga masuk akal:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;loncat-loncat di &lt;strong&gt;broadway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;jadi &lt;em&gt;special agent &lt;/em&gt;FBI&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;SEKJEN PBB&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;PRESIDEN REPUBLIK INDONESIA&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;nampang di acara TV &lt;strong&gt;Glee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;graduation &lt;/em&gt;Gonz tiba-tiba kayak &lt;strong&gt;High School Musical 3: Senior Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;jadi &lt;em&gt;sound(wo)man &lt;/em&gt;kayak Pak Wandi di Gonz tapi di acara-acara gede &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;menekuni profesi sebagai pengisi suara&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;punya &lt;em&gt;cooking show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;jadi &lt;em&gt;stunt(wo)man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;hal-hal tersebut tidak masuk di akal karena hal-hal yang saya jabarkan sebagai berikut:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;saya tidak ada bakat menari sama sekali&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;*yang ini masih cukup rasional*&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;yaa lo pikir aja kenapa ini ngga masuk akal (tapi yang ini mimpi beneran)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;ini jugalaah haha! tapi ini mimpi seriusan juga!!&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;ngga ada bakat nyanyi apalagi &lt;em&gt;perform&lt;/em&gt; kayak orang-orang di Glee&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;tidak realistis, pasti pada ngga mau deh :(&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;*masih cukup realistis*&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;boro-boro nyanyi yaa, suara aja kurang oke | terinspirasi dari siang-siang doa angelus&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;GUE NGGA BISA MASAAAAAAK!&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;*ini ditulis karena saya udah ngantuuuuuk banget!)*&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;yaah pokoknya begitu deh. serius deh, gue ngga tau mau nulis apa tapi gue kangen banget sama &lt;strong&gt;windows live writer &lt;/strong&gt;dan &lt;strong&gt;semangkuk mie ayam dan es teh manis&lt;/strong&gt;. akhirnya nulis deh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;eh betewe, eniwey, buswey: tadi pagi gue dengerin lagu di JakFM “es teh manis”. nadanya lagu &lt;strong&gt;no me ames&lt;/strong&gt; dan di-remix jadi lagu super kocak banget. kalau ada dimana dan legal di-&lt;em&gt;download&lt;/em&gt; akan gue post disini karena relevan dengan judul. ada teh manis-teh manisnya.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;HAHA, LOL! &lt;em&gt;good night blogple (read: blogpeople)! thanks :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3732269246229910563?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3732269246229910563/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3732269246229910563' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3732269246229910563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3732269246229910563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-363-hahaha-feeling-artsy.html' title='Post #363 Hahaha, Feeling Artsy!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1080650523353093561</id><published>2010-01-14T23:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:33:48.471+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #362 First Real Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;with Pater Agustinus Sigit Widisana, S.J.M.Theo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;dia adalah kepala sekolah baru SMA Gonzaga. orang yang ditugaskan memperbaiki karakter SMA Gonzaga. &lt;em&gt;he seems like a really great guy and he’s coping with Gonzaga perfectly. &lt;/em&gt;mungkin karena dia pernah disini, tetapi dari cerita-cerita dan dari tingkah-lakunya yang sedikit demi sedikit saya perhatikan, dia mungkin memang orang yang cocok untuk memperbaiki karakter SMA Gonzaga. dari cukup baik menjadi luar biasa, sebagaimana Gonzaga harusnya: murid-muridyang berpikiran luar biasa dan juga bertindak luar biasa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;ketika saya dan abyatar datang menghadap beliau untuk meminta acc LPJ study tour hari ini, beliau bertanya kepada kami apa yang kami dapat dari study tour. dia juga mengharap adanya &lt;strong&gt;refleksi dan evaluasi&lt;/strong&gt; atas segala tindakan kami (tidak hanya sebagai senat ataupun panitia, melainkan sebagai manusia) untuk berkembang dan maju ke depan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is a hell-of-a-very-hectic week&lt;/em&gt;. apalagi hari ini: cukup gila! setelah sejak hari minggu tidur kelewat malam dan terlalu lelah. semua itu berefek pribadi kepada saya yakni dengan emosi yang berlebihan serta hilangnya akal sehat karena dikontrol sepenuhnya dengan emosi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;saya menjalani minggu sekolah ini dengan hanya benar-benar membiarkan dan memanjakan emosi – terutama amarah – mengambil kontrol hidup saya. saya bersalah dan saya mengakui saya salah. untuk itu saya minta maaf kepada banyak sekali pihak yang saya rugikan dengan bertindak gegabah tanpa berpikir panjang apa dampak yang muncul atas tindakan saya yang irrasional. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;jujur, saya tidak ingin munafik. kalau ada pilihan, saya tidak ingin pergi besok. saya merasa kondisi saya tidak &lt;em&gt;fit&lt;/em&gt; dan tidak maksimal untuk menjalani sesi-sesi emosional-rohani dikemas dalam waktu yang padat. saya masih amat lelah sekali secara emosi dan fisik. tetapi saya tidak ada pilihan lain. bukan opini yang perlu dirundingkan karena perintahnya mandataris.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow, i see this as a character-assasination but what-the-hell you wear the crown you rule the town. &lt;/em&gt;saya super ngantuk dan baru saja selesai curhat dengan bonjesbon, juga dengan timothy. senang bisa membantu. saya hanya manusia yang berharap untuk memberikan yang terbaik demi hasil yang memuaskan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ad maiora natus sum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1080650523353093561?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1080650523353093561/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1080650523353093561' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1080650523353093561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1080650523353093561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-362-first-real-conversation.html' title='Post #362 First Real Conversation'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6104069924287801427</id><published>2010-01-11T21:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:01:21.736+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gonzaga'/><title type='text'>Post #361 Sale, Promotion, and Advertisement</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;am i&amp;#160; really good at this?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S0s9K45ry0I/AAAAAAAAARc/YmaCjG5vzM4/s1600-h/kyknya%20bakal%20jadi%20poster%20copy%20copy%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="kyknya bakal jadi poster copy copy" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="772" alt="kyknya bakal jadi poster copy copy" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S0s9QFMHpII/AAAAAAAAARg/tmhQkt7mOVU/kyknya%20bakal%20jadi%20poster%20copy%20copy_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="547" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6104069924287801427?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6104069924287801427/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6104069924287801427' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6104069924287801427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6104069924287801427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-361-sale-promotion-and.html' title='Post #361 Sale, Promotion, and Advertisement'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/S0s9QFMHpII/AAAAAAAAARg/tmhQkt7mOVU/s72-c/kyknya%20bakal%20jadi%20poster%20copy%20copy_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-8202280921374920616</id><published>2010-01-03T22:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:30:49.144+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #360 It’s Funny in the Most Devilish Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sekolah macam apa sehari 1buku pelajaran? oh yaa, gonz.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;itu kata2 saya, bukan berarti saya tidak menyukai gonzaga. saya sangat menyukai tipe2 sekolah sehari cuma bawa 1buku (ketika di PJ, saya tidak pernah membawa buku!). saya hanya membayangkan mengatakan itu secara sarkastik di dunia film2 black&amp;amp;white 1920’s dimana semuanya &lt;em&gt;glamorous and all the clothes are super amaziiiiiiing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-8202280921374920616?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/8202280921374920616/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=8202280921374920616' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8202280921374920616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/8202280921374920616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-360-its-funny-in-most-devilish-way.html' title='Post #360 It’s Funny in the Most Devilish Way'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-3498002176093362451</id><published>2010-01-02T21:32:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:32:40.340+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #359 Suddenly It Hits Me…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, this is kind of embarrassing, but i want to share this (LOL!)…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;since a while ago, if i ever have a son, i’d named him &lt;strong&gt;daniel&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;after a discussion – shy shy mode on – &lt;strong&gt;daniel fender&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;last name – i’m so f---ng red right now – will be remained unannounced until further notice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i’ve been hearing about this person and had read his writings, he’s a wonderful down to earth person who’s very concern about education. he played an important role in society.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;so, if i can i’d like to add &lt;strong&gt;josephus daniel fender&lt;/strong&gt; (?) after Pater Josephus Ignatius Gerardus Maria Drost, S.J.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i just want to share. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i aaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmm soooooooooooooo reeeeeeeed right now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-3498002176093362451?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/3498002176093362451/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=3498002176093362451' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3498002176093362451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/3498002176093362451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-359-suddenly-it-hits-me.html' title='Post #359 Suddenly It Hits Me…'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1222062314314453938</id><published>2010-01-02T09:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:56:33.883+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senat'/><title type='text'>Post #358 23 Hari Lagiiiiiiii!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh my gosh&lt;/em&gt;, tiba-tiba gue sedih banget menyadari bahwa hari ini adalah 23hari menuju pelantikan senat 2010/2011.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;uuuu, aku sayang sekali danu almo putri raissa rosa andriy aby kezia manyu endar!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;font color="#0080c0" size="7"&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0" size="7"&gt;SEBASTIANUS DWI &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0" size="7"&gt;DANUPUTRO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1222062314314453938?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1222062314314453938/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1222062314314453938' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1222062314314453938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1222062314314453938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-358-23-hari-lagiiiiiiii.html' title='Post #358 23 Hari Lagiiiiiiii!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6210889002199387968</id><published>2010-01-02T09:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:47:02.783+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #357 LOL! Design Design and that’s about it!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, the previous post was a little bit harsh but i’m not taking it down. NEVER!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;just to say – damage control much! – i’m not having an emotional crisis or breakdowns, i’m perfectly fine&amp;amp;calm&amp;amp;whatever-else-maybe-related-to-yoga.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i was just making some looks on &lt;a href="http://looklet.com/user/50070" target="_blank"&gt;looklet&lt;/a&gt; and this morning alone i made 4 looks, got 11hearts+10good job comments for all of them. that’s not much but there are people who thinks i’m good. that just encourage me more and more to design. graphic (and maybe fashion someday!). i love it so so much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i made my own barbie dresses when i was in the 3rd grade. all of them are pink but i sew it myself and everything. i customize few of my current clothes as well, but i never took credit of it. i just say to people my grandmami/mom did it or i just bought it somewhere. i don’t want to encourage myself on a dream that, they say, i-should-never-had-them in the first place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i am so grateful for what i’ve got. damn it, i got a scholarship for college! although it’s not something big in this house (my grandpa and both of his daughters all had scholarship for college. my aunt even have a master’s degree in england!) i think it’s some sort of tradition, good to be in for it as well. great, yippeee!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, who am i trying to kid? everyone who knows me best would read these 2 posts and say: what’s wrong with u? r u okay? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;damn it, i got an answer to that: just a mere looking back and reflecting on how selfish i’m being. i have a&amp;#160; voice and i’m going to say it. this blog is the one place that i can really just pour out whatever without a care in the world. this is the only thing that &lt;strong&gt;can not&lt;/strong&gt; talk back to me. well, my cigar won’t talk back to me either, but i’m going to be more healthy&amp;#160; haha! the last time i smoked was the second day of gonzaga open house, HONEST! although, i just bought a pack of marlboro light, there’ll be no need of that. just buying it gave me a guilty-pleasure feel of comfort. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6210889002199387968?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6210889002199387968/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6210889002199387968' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6210889002199387968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6210889002199387968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-357-lol-design-design-and-thats.html' title='Post #357 LOL! Design Design and that’s about it!!!!'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-6753705999865339789</id><published>2010-01-02T09:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:55:33.884+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #356 Relation Relation… Related?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;these past couple of days i’ve been watching &lt;strong&gt;high school musical 3: senior year&lt;/strong&gt;. well, since myself is a senior (honestly people! senior means the 12th grade students, that doesn’t mean seniority happens. i just can’t stand that some people at my school are overly sensitive and obsessive over words and stupid stuff – stuff which should not be a problem anyway!!) can totally relate to the movie, but less musical. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;like troy, i have my future being planned and set out in front of me. but the difference, in the end he got to make his own choices (UCLA Berkeley. and to be close to gabriella as well!) while me? as grateful as i am, IR is not actually what i want to do. it was chosen for me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;like tiara gold (the sweet-british-accent-student-of-london-academy-of-dramatical-arts personal assistant of sharpay) i am acting to get – sadly – what everybody else wants me to want.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;okay, this post actually a selfish writing of myself saying for the thousandth times:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="7"&gt;UTRECHT SCHOOL OF &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="7"&gt;THE ARTS GRAPHIC &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000" size="7"&gt;DESIGN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="1"&gt;but some people around me are only thinking how much money a graphic designer makes compares to a diplomat, so the conversation ends there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;toodles, L!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-6753705999865339789?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/6753705999865339789/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=6753705999865339789' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6753705999865339789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/6753705999865339789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-356-relation-relation-related.html' title='Post #356 Relation Relation… Related?'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5450390976682078233.post-1824739261975075990</id><published>2009-12-30T20:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:22:23.063+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #354 Black and Mourn : Abdurrahaman Wahid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/35/President_Abdurrahman_Wahid_-_Indonesia.jpg/225px-President_Abdurrahman_Wahid_-_Indonesia.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abdurrahman Wahid also known as Gus Dur, formerly the fourth president of the Republic of Indonesia, passed away December 30, 2009 at 18.40.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;today, dearest Indonesia has lost one more great minds. he was our president, he was a great leader, and he was a devoted muslim.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;i was still so young and naive and had no clue what he’s doing when he was president and i don’t know what to reminiscence. but i know, then and now, that he’s a person who stood up for what’s right and was not afraid to speak his mind. he had ideas and opinions, he voiced them out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;quoted from &lt;a href="http://nasional.vivanews.com/news/read/117369-gus_dur_wafat_pukul_18_40_wib" target="_blank"&gt;vivanews&lt;/a&gt; the brilliant mind passed away with his wife and youngest child by his side. and – this is amazing -&amp;#160; at the time, president susilo bambang yudhoyono and mrs. ani yudhoyono were there visiting him. he passed away after being hospitalized for five days. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mr. gus dur, sir, you’ve done your works here and now you’re going to rock it with the others brilliant mind who passed before. rock on!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5450390976682078233-1824739261975075990?l=marialaurenzia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/feeds/1824739261975075990/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5450390976682078233&amp;postID=1824739261975075990' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1824739261975075990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5450390976682078233/posts/default/1824739261975075990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marialaurenzia.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-354-black-and-mourn-abdurrahaman.html' title='Post #354 Black and Mourn : Abdurrahaman Wahid'/><author><name>Maria Gabriel Laurenzia Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185825371999086378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwlJG1BJRB8/TPOwa0m_tQI/AAAAAAAAAXo/b7wddWEuAps/S220/12156_1289660450470_1499008132_814395_6735043_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
