<?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-5189702153885327986</id><updated>2012-02-24T02:15:47.267+07:00</updated><category term='shoes'/><category term='i miss ebibu'/><category term='random'/><category term='lookbook.nu'/><category term='song'/><category term='galau'/><category term='unrandom'/><category term='turquoise sick'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='fetish'/><category term='shoesick'/><category term='as usual'/><category term='wrangler'/><category term='babyboo'/><category term='longdistance'/><category term='foodsick'/><category term='departure'/><category term='day before uni'/><category term='mean'/><category term='louboutin'/><category term='love'/><category term='jeffrey campbell'/><category term='whining'/><category term='jimmy choo'/><title type='text'>live life fullest-ly.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-5016205844884763115</id><published>2012-02-24T00:11:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T00:47:52.900+07:00</updated><title type='text'>indo</title><content type='html'>Here I am in my living room in Indo, blogging (;. can't post from my room cause somehow the wifi can't reach my room. It's exactly two weeks since I'm in Indo and I can say that I have tons of fun this two weeks. Life is so relax here, considering it's holiday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so great to be able to eat all the food, meet all the people, and going from places to places. There's still of course some dramas, but I enjoy it anyway. What's life without a bit of a drama. Kind of missing Sydney, but don't really wanna go back just yet. Issued my ticket for the 27th but gonna change it to 1st of March. 3 weeks don't seem to be enough actually, but better than nothing :D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've completed almost everything on my food=list and my weight have been like a roller coaster, up and down and up and bla bla. But luckily it didn't go up as crazy as I thought it would, or maybe it's just the scale that's wrong *fingercrossed hoping it's not*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, there's a week left till I leave so I'm gonna enjoy the rest of the week to the fullest :) who knows when I'll be back here :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-5016205844884763115?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/5016205844884763115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=5016205844884763115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5016205844884763115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5016205844884763115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2012/02/indo.html' title='indo'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-7405872975005438908</id><published>2012-02-09T22:55:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T23:11:38.891+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life without laugh is not a life well-lived.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I need to blog this (;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today (3am Sydney time 10 February 2012) I'm gonna be going back to Indo. My flight is at 3pm. &lt;i&gt;All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go&lt;/i&gt; and&lt;i&gt; I'm coming home I'm coming home tell the world I'm coming home &lt;/i&gt;song is playing repeatedly in my head. I left Indo in 10th of July last year, and today is also the tenth. It's been 7 months exactly that I'm away. It doesn't feel like yesterday. It's been quite a while, stuff changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remembered my first post when I got here, I so wanna go home and so sick of being here. Now one thing doesn't change, I still wanna go home, but I'm not sick being here. I already kind of liked it, this part of my life is called moving on and moving forward. I get used to everything here, I tried my best to like it here and succeeded. In my Tumblr I mentioned I thanked my siblings and friends, and I really really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I really really wonder what it feels like to be home after being away for 7 months. I wanna know what changed or what stays the same. I miss everyone in Indo, they changed physically but hopefully not in the inside. I miss all the food (needless to say as it's sooo obvious), I miss all the excitement of saturday night, I miss the malls. But to top everything I miss all the people I left there. I wonder what they're like now. I wonder what life there is like now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I think it won't be as hard as the first time to leave Indo on March. Life breaks me down, I get up and move on. More importantly, I move forward. Smile and laugh all the way, life without laugh is not a life well-lived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... I'll post again tonight from my room in Indo! TA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7405872975005438908?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/7405872975005438908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=7405872975005438908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7405872975005438908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7405872975005438908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2012/02/life-without-laugh-is-not-life-well.html' title='Life without laugh is not a life well-lived.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4576603732247613747</id><published>2012-01-23T12:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:35:57.953+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy lunar new year for those who celebrates!</title><content type='html'>Ready for dinner in Blackbird Cafe, Darling Harbour for celebrating chinese new year (; here's the lookbook look I posted just now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2963269.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2963269"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4576603732247613747?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/4576603732247613747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=4576603732247613747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4576603732247613747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4576603732247613747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-lunar-new-year-for-those-who.html' title='happy lunar new year for those who celebrates!'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-3720420289199901309</id><published>2011-12-27T17:54:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T18:20:48.201+07:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously.</title><content type='html'>People can't always do whatever they want without thinking bout other's feeling. They can't leave something old just because they have something new and more exciting. They can't be saying words, meaning them one second and the next don't mean them anymore. They can't be setting hopes high and giving out promises, then turning them down in a second. They can't be so heartless that they can't even show a little bit of sadness or real expression.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, they CAN be. But they really should not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is very short and life is to be lived fullest-ly. But this ain't the way. Not at ALL. open your head, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3720420289199901309?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/3720420289199901309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=3720420289199901309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/3720420289199901309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/3720420289199901309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/12/seriously.html' title='seriously.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8697939924886665621</id><published>2011-12-26T17:53:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T18:01:27.996+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='as usual'/><title type='text'>zip my lip like a padlock</title><content type='html'>Sometimes my mind is faster than my mouth. When I was talking with a new friend and they just keep gooooooooing about something  in english, my mind understand everything, my mind knows everything I wanted to say, but somehow all that came out to my mouth is "Oh yea yea!" and something like that LOOOL. They might think I'm not interested when I actually do. It's kind of tricky when you know exactly what you wanna say in your daily language and you need to translate it in a second and talk clearly and with the right grammar. Well I don't really need to use the right grammar, but my brain just have the urge to do that. I can talk clearly and fluently when I memorized everything I wanna say, say in a presentation or a speech. But in a conversation, it's really not that easy. Sure I can type this or that cause I got plenty of time to think and write. Really need to work out on this communication issue hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8697939924886665621?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/8697939924886665621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=8697939924886665621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8697939924886665621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8697939924886665621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/12/zip-my-lip-like-padlock.html' title='zip my lip like a padlock'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-7762078793035267787</id><published>2011-12-23T22:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T22:38:20.870+07:00</updated><title type='text'>extraordinarily merry christmas</title><content type='html'>Got a whole lot of drama these past few days. There seems to be drama everywhere when I tried to just live life normally. Won't complain too much though, that's life. What are life without a bit of a drama, but that's all I asked for, just a bit not this much hahaha.&lt;div&gt;But everything aside, got a whole lot of things to be thankful as well. Got a pretty good job, great friends, great university, getting to see a whole new world down under in Sydney, getting to understand how different people here are, getting to be wiser and trying accepting life as is, met a few new interesting people who have a very different point of view from people I knew before. This Christmas, I'll be all about being thankful for everything I have. I'll try (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still trying to figure out my resolution for next year. I've been doing pretty good with my resolution last year, being a better person. I guess I have been better, maybe just not good enough for certain people, but at least I tried (;. So for next year, I reckon I'll just be and do whatever I want to be or do without always caring what people think. Nothing wild, still considering people's feeling of course (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a Extraordinarily Merry Christmas everyone! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7762078793035267787?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/7762078793035267787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=7762078793035267787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7762078793035267787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7762078793035267787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/12/extraordinarily-merry-christmas.html' title='extraordinarily merry christmas'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1733997136795145037</id><published>2011-12-16T11:50:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:04:48.426+07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomly full of randomness</title><content type='html'>I am no angel, but I am not at all close to demon. I did sin sometimes but that is only because I am a human. But I do not deserve this situation. I will accept this fact, if I did something really terrible. But I didn't at all. I was being good this whole time. I do not deserve this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the worst situation, yet. I have never thought that everything would come down to this. Everything wasn't great, but it was good enough for me. I am asking for more, but if it couldn't happen, the way it was was good enough for me. I do not ever want it to be worse. I was being my best, I was being my nicest. I'm not sure even other people could be like this after everything. I deserve to be appreciated. I deserve to be thanked. I deserve to be fight for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people might find me silly, but I still believe that everything is possible and everything can work out if there is effort. If the effort wasn't enough, then there is more effort that can be put in. One friend told me just now, if you never try you'll never know and if there is effort there will always be a way, everything will always be possible. Pessimistic is what may be the enemy. But everything can work out, just talk it through and find together a way to solve the problem. Decisions are not to be made so easily, cause we all know regrets come last but sometimes nothing can be changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1733997136795145037?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1733997136795145037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=1733997136795145037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1733997136795145037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1733997136795145037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/12/randomly-full-of-randomness.html' title='randomly full of randomness'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1291726044142333436</id><published>2011-12-05T19:53:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:11:19.063+07:00</updated><title type='text'>we found love in a hopeless place</title><content type='html'>wuu long time no blogging here. since I'm too busy Tumblr-ing cause I love the whole 'reblog' concept to know that someone actually read your blog :b hahaha. although for this blog I don't really mind if people are not reading it cause it's just a space to write for me hahaha. by the wayyy follow my Tumblr :p stephagondo.tumblr.com heehee&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my last post tentang training hari pertama di gloria jeans coffee, which is a decade ago. sekarang gw udah quit gloria jeans and just for a reminder for the future me in case I forgot about this, gw quit karna manager yg lumayan krejiiiii kasi shift di airport mulu dan sering banget dapet shift jam 5 pagiiii :s. shift terakhir gw, gw ga tidur karna menurut gw percuma juga tidur kalo cuma brp jam gitu malah takutnya jadi grumpy seharian. I was wrong, gak tidur seharian bisa bikin orang lebih grumpy lg :p hahahaha. jadi shift terakhir gw waktu itu tanggal 9 November dan baru quit ituuu tanggal 10 November. shift terakhir gw itu gw udah bertekad pokoknya ga mau lagi yang namanya shift jam 5 pagi di airport pula, kalo deket rmh mungkin masih lumayan sedikit mending yaa. eh tau tau pas liat jadwalnya, shift gw minggu depannya semua di airport dan semua jam 5. hahahaha stress ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadiii sekarang gw lagi trial di buzzbar espresso di mortdale which is sebenernya lebih jauh daripada airport, tapi shift yang gw dapet ga sepagi itu dan kerja disana entah kenapa berasa lebih enteng biarpun sama ramenya. orang orangnya juga friendly banget, ada satu orang yang baik bgt namanya siapa lupa banget deh tapi orangnya miriiiipppp banget sama Dan Humphrey di gossip girl. tapi ini versi rambut rada blonde sama orangnya ga 'lonely boy' kaya di film. dua hari yang lalu shift pertama gw and I really hope I get the permanent job there :) soalnya nanti buzzbar espresso bakal buka di Kensington yang deket banget sama rumah, dan gak bakal kaya gloria jeans yang store di kingsfordnya mau dijual dan baru ngomong detik2 terakhir, udah gitu orang ga mau kerja di airport masih aja dipaksa terus hahahaha. I'm kind of thankful I quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;terusss sekarang lagi gak sibuk apa apa cuma sibuk summer class, itu juga cuma hari rabu &amp;amp; jumat. palingan kamis lumayan sibuk belajar buat quiz hari jumat soalnya emang tiap minggu itu ada quiz. pretty much enjoy summer class, except for the fact that summer class ngambil jadwal liburan 3 bulan gw sama cuacanya kadang bisa puuuuanas banget ato bisa duuuingin banget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all for todaaaay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1291726044142333436?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1291726044142333436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6233451435814936299</id><published>2011-10-31T15:15:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T15:20:32.020+07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day training</title><content type='html'>halooo jadi tadi jam stenga tiga waktu bagian sydney, i had my first training hohoho. semuanya berjalan mulus mulus aja sih lumayan gampang lah kerjaannya intinya bersi2 terus sama bikin minuman dingin sama serve2 makanan gitu. blom bikin minuman susah susah jadi okey lah. hari minggu nanti ternyata training di airport 7 jam. nah gak kebayang deh gimana capenya hahaha. uda gitu katanya di airport ruame buanggetz jadi kayanya sih bakal cape trus grogi.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadi pertama bikin minuman namanya voltage, ga inget sih apa aja isinya tu minuman lolol :b itu minuman buat my sister's friend yang dateng dan itu jadinya my first customer hahaha. trus ga lama anak2 unsw sama bbrp anak uniprep dateng soalnya gw uda bilang gw kerja hari ini hahaha baik sekali mereka :p.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalu lalu jadi ga berasa aja tibatiba uda mau closing jadi bagian yang paling ribet sih closing aja mesti bersi bersi bungkus makanan cuci piring segala macem. tapi untung uda kebiasa lah dirumah cuci piring gitu gitu jadi ga berat berat banget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is all for my first day (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-6233451435814936299?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/6233451435814936299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-348137604257753370</id><published>2011-10-19T09:32:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T09:49:52.288+07:00</updated><title type='text'>two little indian.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZRjps4LP8Q/Tp45PEl4tAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lklqewZFciM/s1600/DSC07087copy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZRjps4LP8Q/Tp45PEl4tAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lklqewZFciM/s400/DSC07087copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665028312372130818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QfgXWZ7ea6Y/Tp440QuJcBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wPxSTFS7OIs/s1600/DSC07085.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QfgXWZ7ea6Y/Tp440QuJcBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wPxSTFS7OIs/s400/DSC07085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665027851771539474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2569879.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2569879"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-%3C!--BEGIN%20HYPE%20WIDGET--%3E%3Cscript%20src=" com="" ajax="" libs="" jquery="" 2="" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AjvCRuxCub4/Tp43wqQ8NvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/DsBX5PQVWQg/s400/DSC07082.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665026690397255410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJpDlThKtV0/Tp43feeK7EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kEQX5syFNZ4/s1600/DSC07081.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJpDlThKtV0/Tp43feeK7EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kEQX5syFNZ4/s400/DSC07081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665026395173743682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2565339.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2565339"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's another two look i posted yesterday (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;first look:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cropped top: ally. i got this while attending that fashion event on world square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maxi skirt: supre. got this from gold coast (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;clutch: sportsgirl. borrowed from sister :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shoes: jc lita. got this from tuchuzy, bondi (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;second look:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maxi dress: factorie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;clutch: envelope clutch, my very first purchase on ebay actually. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;beanie hat: sportsgirl, on my second day in sydney i purchased this (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bracelet: juicy couture, a gift from my special one &amp;lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shoes: jc lita. same as first look (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-348137604257753370?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/348137604257753370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=348137604257753370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/348137604257753370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/348137604257753370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-little-indian.html' title='two little indian.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZRjps4LP8Q/Tp45PEl4tAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lklqewZFciM/s72-c/DSC07087copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-549957878869636482</id><published>2011-10-12T19:17:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T19:46:18.423+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>crazy stupid little thing called love :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Call love stupid, but love is never logical. it's not logical cause it didn't use your brain to think. this is cheesy but it's true, you think with your heart when you're in love. even the most heartless people will have heart when they're deeply in love and that is what called head over heels in love. it is never logical, it's just doing anything your heart tells you. and as the matter of fact, sometimes what you don't think through with the brain first has a better outcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes some people say falling in love makes people stupid. but they'll find that the word is not 'stupid' when they themselves are in love. they might say crying or waiting for someone other people love is stupid. but once they been there, they will do the same thing (this is cheesy, but actually true) in the name of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing something so-called-stupid because of love is worth it once you've found someone who you really love and you're comfortable with. the one you can share everything and talk about everything. the one who is there for you through ups and downs. the one who feels 'the one' for you. cause people might say 'there's a lot of fish in the sea' but damn it, we don't need fish we need human partner and most importantly, finding the right one is not that easy. therefore once you've found it, try your best to hold on to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, when you love someone, you always see the potential in that person. the potential to change into someone better or someone they used to be. cause it's bothering when you know someone for a long time and know their behavior and you have to see them change into someone new and there's nothing you can do about it. the more you complain the more you're annoying. but the more you're silent, the more different that person becomes. and all you can do is hoping for that person to flashback and see who they were and see how they are now. some people might realized and change, but some people might just continue and not care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone in love will do almost anything possible to make their loved one happy. people in love will do anything, even a small little thing to make their loved one happy. well, sometimes small things can be very sweet cause it shows the initiative to do something even if it's small. the simplest thing a person do, can actually make someone's day better. have you ever read a lovely morning message and you put on a smile the whole day. or met someone really special and that makes you smile all day long. any simple thing can be a special thing when it is regarding someone so special for you. sometimes you even jump to your blackberry when the red-orange light is beeping and you kinda hope that it's from someone you love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To sum up, I'm not really sure what's my point. I'm just bored of typing my assignment ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-549957878869636482?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/549957878869636482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=549957878869636482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/549957878869636482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/549957878869636482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/10/crazy-stupid-little-thing-called-love.html' title='crazy stupid little thing called love :)'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8868743309957939894</id><published>2011-10-09T21:01:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:18:35.125+07:00</updated><title type='text'>christian siriano S/S 2012</title><content type='html'>browsing his collection out of boredom and decided to post some of the looks i like :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christianvsiriano.com/img/collections/ss2012/SS12DLR_Siriano_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christianvsiriano.com/img/collections/ss2012/SS12DLR_Siriano_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christianvsiriano.com/img/collections/ss2012/SS12DLR_Siriano_16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christianvsiriano.com/img/collections/ss2012/SS12DLR_Siriano_28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no pro but I say this will look better if the top is a tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christianvsiriano.com/img/collections/ss2012/SS12DLR_Siriano_30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one i love the skirt color so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christianvsiriano.com/img/collections/ss2012/SS12DLR_Siriano_35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this. is. super. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christianvsiriano.com/img/collections/ss2012/SS12DLR_Siriano_36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christianvsiriano.com/img/collections/ss2012/SS12DLR_Siriano_37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;color color color color color !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.christianvsiriano.com/img/collections/ss2012/SS12DLR_Siriano_38.jpg" siriano="" a="" great="" designer="" who="" can="" create="" an="" catchy="" and="" i="" love="" things="" /&gt;&amp;lt;3  the first time this designer catches my eyes is when he made this dress with chris march, other contestant of project runway 4.  &lt;img src="http://modedebella.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/project_runway_christian1.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=400" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's another pict from one of his other collection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIXe6dl5V9A/TIow9iivtaI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/YjLHcyag6II/s400/mark-consuelos-christian-siriano-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this dress is definitely something. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8868743309957939894?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIXe6dl5V9A/TIow9iivtaI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/YjLHcyag6II/s72-c/mark-consuelos-christian-siriano-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6858064445023764218</id><published>2011-10-02T14:48:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T14:48:43.345+07:00</updated><title type='text'>meh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wow, funny how you can go on and on when you're mad and just mad. all those anger can flow through your mouth and all those nasty words can be said easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes you cry when you're too angry and no words or action can describe how angry you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't do all those things now. not because i'm not mad. no. i'm far beyond mad. i'm so fcukin mad that i can't even scream or say nasty words or slam the door or anything. i want to scream so fcukin bad but damn it i can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here i am now just typing into this blog calmly. ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. first of all. am i 18? is it still too young? what age should i be to be considered an adult? so i can live my own life. make mistakes and learn from it. it's not like i'll be making stupid mistakes like a spoilt brat. i know the boundaries. i'm not fcukin stupid. when can i make my own decision without anyone's voice inside my head. when can i do things i want without anyone telling me i can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second of all. i'm damn stubborn. i don't like people yelling at me or talking to me with a tone. that is why i don't like to be blamed even if i am wrong. if you wanna make me feel sorry, talk to me calmly. don't yell or speak to me with a tone. it's all gonna be fcukin useless. i won't even listen and i will never stop talking until i win the debate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third of all. don't act nice when you're actually not. do not ever act nice in front of someone, and talking bad about them behind their back. nuff said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fourth of all. don't be too judgy. don't act like you are alwayyyyyys right. no one is! give a chance to get to know someone before you can judge them and make bad assumptions. stop assuming when you don't know the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah well screwitall. i don't really care or give a damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-6858064445023764218?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-7371929468279540685</id><published>2011-09-29T21:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T22:37:26.993+07:00</updated><title type='text'>found this (y) added a little.</title><content type='html'>someone to hold on to is someone that will also hold on to you and did not give up easily.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone to fight for is someone that appreciate you and don't always find excuses to defend themselves and don't want to be blamed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone to hold on to is someone that will change to be better to make you happy and don't always use "this is the who i am" every. single. time. they would not do things you are not comfortable with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those quote "someone that really love you will always make time for you" that seems silly to some, is actually a real fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RT-ing quotes might seem silly to some, but for others its the only way to share their feeling without talking directly and "declare war". they expect the one who is meant in that quote to read it, understand it, and change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loving someone is wanting that person in your life. regardless of your schedule and everything, they are always in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these cheesy sentences might sound stupid to some people. but those people are some people that is worth forgetting about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7371929468279540685?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4137677235909432616</id><published>2011-09-27T21:21:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:40:41.262+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet ride!</title><content type='html'>teenager is a &lt;b&gt;roller coaster ride&lt;/b&gt;. it starts from the age 11-19. teen-ager.&lt;div&gt;we laughed and we cried over those stuff that we might find stupid and silly in the next few years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything is just so relax and all we whine about is either waking up in the morning for school or breakdown or broken heart and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some moments might be hard for some, some might be the time of their life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy every &lt;b&gt;bittersweet &lt;/b&gt;moment teen age have cause they say that its the best time of their life. regardless of the good moments or bad ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the down part is just a part to keep you stronger and wiser as you grow into a 20-ish and considered a grown ups. every thing is about experience. experiencing stuff and learning from mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flashing back is always a lot of fun. whether to the good parts or the bad parts. the past is always considered the best. its just because the future is just to scary to be faced. it is for a lot of people, some people just don't wanna admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was watching HIMYM yesterday and noted a line: " &lt;i&gt;The future might be scary, but don't go back to the past just because it's familiar&lt;/i&gt;". yes i note it cause i felt it. i was so scared of the future that i always flashback every happy moment to cheer me up. no, i'm not like that anymore though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yea teenager may seem hard sometimes, but i think everything needs to be enjoyed. every bittersweet of it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4137677235909432616?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/4137677235909432616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=4137677235909432616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4137677235909432616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4137677235909432616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/09/sweet-ride.html' title='sweet ride!'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8615503420083430207</id><published>2011-09-27T18:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T19:09:25.753+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nb</title><content type='html'>note to self:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Don't sacrifice something potentially permanently great, for something temporarily good but potentially permanently bad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8615503420083430207?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/8615503420083430207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=8615503420083430207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8615503420083430207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8615503420083430207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/09/nb.html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-5583183899939559732?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/5583183899939559732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=5583183899939559732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5583183899939559732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5583183899939559732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-dont-have-to-be-best.html' title='the first don&apos;t have to be the best'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FMM6HxieOGY/TnsdPd5dGlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MGWiSK2qzT8/s72-c/DSC06902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-932037215537355568</id><published>2011-09-22T01:38:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:12:26.756+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>september almost end, wake him up!</title><content type='html'>greenday said wake me up when september ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a believer of horoscope, but i bet every magazine would say that last august is a frikin bad month for a virgo like me. no, actually its mid august until few days after september start. i always told myself that september is my month, its a happy month and it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended august with a big hole in my heart. i started september trying to fill it up. i spend my birthday with another pretentious. i'm always happy on my birthday. some people think birthday is just another day, but i'm one of those people who take birthday seriously. i'll never forget my birthday this year. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ain't happy on my birthday, only a bit and theres nothing special. nothing special from everyone who i expect from. i wasn't happy back then. nothing compared to my other birthday. the second worst birthday is a flat one but at least i'm still happy cause i got everyone, and i mean everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont expect something like surprise. i do love surprises, more than any gift. i love any kind of good surprise, i'm not talking about my birthday anymore, just general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend almost half september pulling myself together. i changed and i dont like it but i think thats for the best. but i wonder why i do cause i told myself not to change regardless the reason. maybe my mind just thought its all for the best. but somehow i dont like my change and i dont like the change. i used to be okay being who n how i really am. however bad mean or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my point is, september is almost over. i really do hope my "horoscope" for october is a veryyy good one. cause i've had enough bad one on august. that sucks so bad !&lt;br /&gt;i will never put and torture myself into that situation ever again !&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-932037215537355568?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/932037215537355568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=932037215537355568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/932037215537355568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/932037215537355568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-almost-end-wake-him-up.html' title='september almost end, wake him up!'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4302007864123791407</id><published>2011-09-14T21:10:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:10:34.077+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean'/><title type='text'>no i'm not mad, just saying :)</title><content type='html'>you know what other things i hate. hypocrite. we are all hypocrite cause we are all human. the difference is in how hypocrite a person is. not only hypocrite, i fagin hate someone who judge. especially someone who don't know anything and they judge. yea they are either a bitch or someone trying to be one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i hate most is someone who comment on my outfit or make up or hairdo and other physical stuff. i like to dress up, sometimes i overdress, i dress up to uni, important place and even unimportant place. unless i'm too lazy. but people just can't stand but comment, they comment when people are overdressed. i won't, i believe that overdressed is way better than underdressed. i want to not give a damn of what people say, but i can't stand but getting upset if someone comment on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like, if you don't know how to dress up then STFU. if you don't get what i love then STFU more. if you don't understand this stuff then STFU even more ;;) lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other thing i hate is someone who act like people wearing make up is "fake". there is Nothing wrong in wearing makeup. those who proudly say not wearing makeup makes them look natural, will eventually wear makeup someday, maybe they just don't know how yet LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4302007864123791407?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/4302007864123791407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=4302007864123791407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4302007864123791407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4302007864123791407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-im-not-mad-just-saying.html' title='no i&apos;m not mad, just saying :)'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8592422420237631841</id><published>2011-09-13T13:26:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T14:19:40.161+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what change.</title><content type='html'>i'm a type of person that doesn't often take the first step. its me since in primary school. i rarely greet someone i don't know to introduce myself, not because i'm a snob or i'm unfriendly or anything, its more like "shy". i am so quiet when i first met someone new. there are so so so many people who's now a good friend of mine, tell me that when they first met me they thought i look nyolot. but i'm nothing like that :p my face is nyolot somehow, not like i want it to be but i'm born like that :p. but as i get to know someone than they get to see the real silly me who love to laugh and joke at anything. since i was a kid, once i'm close to a group of people, i stick to them. i was like that until first year in high school where i can't find any group of people that i can fit into, people might think i'm fastidious but i just couldn't change how i was to get along with someone ( i'm not anymore) so i used to just talk to whoever there is without "grouping". it all ends in second year in high school when i again group with few people who is still now my good friend. and i was like that too in uniprep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what change in university is that i need to be more active and willing to talk to someone new to introduce myself, first. i used to be afraid of being alone in school, i would come to school few minutes before the bell ring, rather than earlier. other than cause i'm too lazy to wake up too early, i also don't wanna be the first one arrived or have to be alone with other student i don't know that well. i was too afraid of an awkward silence cause then again i was not too good in talking with someone i'm not close to (i'm not like that anymore as well). now i don't find any group of people that i can fit into again, maybe cause i'm still new and everyone grouping had known each other for a long time. but now i don't mind being with anybody who i know, regardless if i'm close to them or not. i just am not afraid of an awkward silence anymore, cause there ain't gonna be an awkward-silence moment cause i can't stand not talking. i'll talk to anyone, anyone who doesn't look snobby. again i might sound fastidious but i just dislike people if they look snobby. yes i judge people before getting to know them, i'm just people and people do that. but i don't hate them and i am willing to get to know them. unless they really are a bitch ( not judging by look, but their action towards me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this post is so not important&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; ( ¬ .̮ ¬ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8592422420237631841?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/8592422420237631841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=8592422420237631841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8592422420237631841'/><link 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single moment (once again)</title><content type='html'>okay. mondayyy hari pertama sekolah (gak mau ngmg kuliah berasa tua) sejak libur mid semester. pagi-pagi udah ketiduran dan ke skip satu kelas jam 9. kelas hari senen gw emang lumayan nanggung cumen dua jem itu juga jem 9-10 sama 1-2, bikin orang pengen skip aja apalagi cuma lecture, lumayan penting sih tapi ga ada attendance jadi gitu deh. jadi tadi bangun jam 10 mandi trus online sambil makan sampe jam setenga 1 abis tu jalan deh buat lecture chem di kelas yang lumayan jauh nan tinggi. tapi sejak liburan jadi lumayan refresh sih gw udah ga begitu males lagi uda mulai dengerin plajaran sama udah ga males males amat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow kemaren kemaren gw baru nemu Tumblr gw lagi dan gw lagi baca post gw dulu judulnya "Life is too short to not smile and be happy every single moment" trus baru inget satu kalimat "cause I believe one thing. we have to make the most of everything cause time ga bisa diputer. jadi daripada nyesel nantinya mending enjoy semuanya sebisanya :)" dulu gw bilang mau enjoy uniprep dan gak ngeluh harus bangun pagi sekolah karna university life belom tentu seasik uniprep, and it all comes true. sekarang gw mau enjoy university life soalnya afterwards mungkin gak seenak ini. dulu gw waste a year di smak2 ngerasa nyesel masuk sana tapi i end smak2 with a very big excitement karna gw jadi enjoy di smak2. sekarang i don't wanna waste a year galau galau karna masuk uni. frankly gw masih gak sreg sama uni, kayanya liat orang orang uni di indo enak bgt kayanya temen temennya lebi asik trus lebi gampang dapet temen. disini lebih individualist, walopun beberapa orang friendly juga sih yang sama sama dari indo :).&lt;br /&gt;besides masih ada beberapa anak uniprep juga disini yg gw kenal jadi yah everything is actually not that bad. i'll just try to enjoy everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang gw homealone dirumah. gak sih ga cumen sekarang, daritadi pagi. semua lagi pergi either sama tementemennya sama pacarnya juga. dari tadi kerjaan gw ngapain, cumen online maenan twitter lookbook tumblr sama liat liat tas sepatu segala macem. tapi udah lama juga si ga seharian browsing. lumayan enak lumayan bosen si. oiya i found this pas lagi buka festivalindonesia.com.au &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15800413?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/15800413"&gt;How to experience Jakarta in 3 days by&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3380462"&gt;Shelby Stewart&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keren sih ini (y). jadi pengen makan makanan jakarta :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7863609407858916647?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-3293367718958659754</id><published>2011-09-10T13:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T13:30:33.628+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm fine :)</title><content type='html'>halooo belog. jadi sekarang lagi hari sabtu. senin udah sekolah lagi. liburan tengah-semester telah usai. seneng gak ya sekolah seneng gak yah. biasa aja sih ga seneng gak sedih. abis dirumah suka ga ada kerjaan. kalo sekolah oke juga sih pelajarannya masih gampang. liburan ini peeeeeenuh dengan MAKAN dan belanja. gak sih belanja gak banyak juga banyakan makannya. gak sih gak cumen liburan doang banyak makan, setiap hari juga bayak makan. makanya sekarang subur banget. gak penting juga sih posst kali ini lumayan random. tapi mending random begini kan daripada random yang galau gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galau dikit deh disini. jadi besok siang bokapnyokap udah pulang ke jakarta. december awal juga pasti pada balik lagi sih kesini, alesannya mau nonton konser siapa gitu deh. jadi yaaah cumen dua bulan lebi lebi dikit lah gak ketemu, tapi tetep aja dari yang tadinya ketemu hampir tiap hari sekarang gicu deh. tapi yasudahlah dis is enader part of growing ap. mulai hari ini, harus benar benar benar benar mandiri. harus bisa banget deh yg paling penting itu: ngatur uang. itu susah banget ya disini. rata rata toko baju sih keliatannya gak mewah mewah sih, cuma kalo belanja sekalinya dapet baju bagus tuh banyak banget dan harganya yah lumayan juga ya kalo lama lama ditumpuk. itu baru baju. belom sepatu tas asesoris. belom satu lagi: makan! makan disini sih lumayan gila yah, makanan indonesia sih, kalo udah nemu tuh rasanya kepengeeeeen bgt tapi harganya tuh kalo dibandingin sama harga asli dijakarta lumayan sakit ati :p tapi gitju deych. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasanya bener bener pengen deh ikutan pulang jakarta, tapi kalo mau ngmg kekangenan sama jakarta gak ada abisnya. semua udah kepost di previous2 blog. tapiiiiiii gimana emang jakarta ngangenin. yang ngekos di bandung dan sekitarnya aja kangen. apa lagi ini yang 6jem dari jakarta. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3293367718958659754?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/3293367718958659754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=3293367718958659754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/3293367718958659754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8579109574900369693</id><published>2011-08-29T20:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T21:45:27.737+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unrandom'/><title type='text'>not yet.</title><content type='html'>no i'm not a grown up i'm just a teenager who is still super labil and still finding her identity. i don't know what the future will be but i'm planning for the best and i'm doing the best i can to have a future and the only thing i can do right now is study as well as i can and  do everything that i think is right  and just live the life normally. i have no plan of changing who i was and who i am for i like it this way. i won't change myself for the environment i am in, regardless of others opinion of me. i'd rather be alone than having to be someone who's not my self. i'm just ordinary me. just a normal girl doing normal stuff in her normal life. i have fun from time to time but not all the time. arranged time to study and time for fun. what i know is i'm not who i used to be who always wanna have fun. i used to can't stand being at home for a whole day long. but now i know there's no harm in staying at home.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that doesn't mean i've grown, no. i'm still a child who's about to turn 18 but still can't really grow up. i can't get used to changes. i hated changes, still hate changes, and always will hate it. i love something new, only if that thing is exciting and fun. i've been here for almost two months now and unlike few other people, i haven't get used to it. i tried, i T-R-I-E-D. i tell my self everyday that i love it here. yeah there are times i LIKE it here. but i have a life in jakarta. everyone know the environment and traffic and blabla is wayyy better here than jakarta. but call me shallow-minded or anything, i just love jakarta more. that's my hometown, there's all my stuff, home, best friends, parents and everything. i love the food there. i love my home there, i love my room my tv my everything. i love the malls. i love the atmosphere. i love the traffic, gosh i miss all the traffic jam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people may find it weird or whatever. but this is called homesick. i'm pretty sure i'm not the only one feeling like this. few years here, some people might wanna stay, some people wanna go back to jakarta for good. i haven't think of that and i don't wanna think of it for now. i just want things to flowwww now. i just hope for the best. if i'm asked what i want, i know what i hope will happen. for very sure i wanna go back to jakarta and live there, but i wanna have a PR here as well. i wanna go back and forth here and jakarta and have my business here. that's my plan for now. i'll do the best for my study here and i know i will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know the weather is very nice here, there are no traffic, the people are friendly and blabla. no i don't hate it here. but i don't like it as much as i love jakarta. i miss the food soooo bad. i miss my room. there's this one day when i was walking to school and all of a sudden i remember my routine in jakarta. after driving or dropped by  boyfriend from somewhere to home, i always go straight to my room turn on ac, tv, and online under the ac until my whole body is freeezing. when i'm bored i go try on clothes like crazy and sometimes i cook without planning, i just cook. til the last day i'm in jakarta, i cook at 3am. last thing i make was scones and it was for my bf. i really love to cook in jakarta, in my ownnn house that i've live in for forever! although it is better here. but well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after cooking i'd bring the food to my parents and give my bf and he'll love it and i will be so happy that someone love my cooking :)). i so miss every moment in jakarta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it sucks to live in the past. but i can't help. the past is so so so so so much fun. call me silly, that's me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8579109574900369693?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/8579109574900369693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=8579109574900369693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8579109574900369693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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post of whining. yes i do love whining. its annoying but it helps.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baru aja selsai ngerjain pre-lab buat lab fisika besok. besok dua jam lab kimia dan langsung tanpa jeda lab fisika. rasa males nya  itu udah pol banget bener bener uda ga kebendung deh. apalagi gak bisa bolos unlike lecture sama tutorial yang masih bisa lah beberapa kali bolos. ini lab gak bisa bolos sekalipun. labnya tentang apalagi, ya ngulang pelajaran yang dulu dulu tetep aja. udah tau dari jaman smp smpa uniprep juga gw kerja pas lab tuh bisa keitung jari. ini sekarang namanya anak baru yakan di uni dan orang orang keliatannya pada rajin bener jadi gw gak enak deh cumen nyatet doang kaya dulu dulu jadi yah mesti kerja dan pretend to care about the outcome and the process of the experiment, which by the way i dont give a damn at all. dulu selama sma kebanyakan lehaleha sih kalo group lab pasti kebagiannya sama cowo yang biasanya suka tuh eksperimen gitu jadi gw kerjanya yah tinggal nyatet aja udah. kalo sekarang bisa juga sih segrup sama cowo doang, tapi ya gitchu deh ga enak juga bahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another paragraph of whining. hari ini tuh rasanya DSIAJLS@$#%@$%$%$5 BGT. bangun pagi udah kesiangan, kepala pusing pula. keluar2 rumah masih jernih langit. 1/4 jalan lewat tibatiba turun ujan (y) :))) keujanan kan :))) udah dinginnya gak kirakira. oke lah masih mending tadi ada bolos lecture dua jam itu juga karna pusing bgt dan kayanya gabs banget deh duduk dua jem dengerin lecture yg sbnrnya ga jelas juga. jadi tadi masuk cuma sejam pas jam4-5. abis itu jalan lg pulang kedinginan pala pusing segala macem. pulang pulang baru iinget mesti kerjain prelab yang emang norak abis sebelum lab apapun sekarang ada prelabnya yang lumayan gak penting dan ngerjain banget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hari rabu itu benerbener paling gak enak deh dari jaman sd juga sampe sekarang. abis rabu lewat, satu minggu sisanya kayanya udah lumayan enteng deh. ga tau kenapa uni itu rasanya lebih cape dari pada sekolah yang laen. padahal lebih santai banget. mungkin gak cumen cape badan kalo ya tapi tiap hari juga cape otak. jadi capenya dobel. udah sekarang lg pms lg mood swingnya parah banget. lingkungan dan segalanya gak mendukung banget lg bener bener bikin pengen meledak, tp gak bisa meldak juga jadi ditahan tahan jadinya tuh LSJVDFKJVNDLO3@#$@#$@#$ bgt dlm otak. i soooo wanna be who i was when i dont give a f about ANYTHING. and i so not wanna be myself now who give a f about EVERYTHING. its tiring and no good can come from there i guess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini blog udah beneran jadi tempat whining deh. daripada ngespam di twitter dan ikutan musingin orang laen, mending ngoceh aja di blog lol :p. begini deh kalo pms + kurangtidur + palapusing dijadiin satu. tapi gak gara gara itu juga sih. emang banyak bener masalah belakangan cekaceka. this august is not a good month for me, good thing it'll be over in a week!!! cepetan kelar deh ni agustus semoga bulan depan gak banyak masalah kaya sekarang. it sucks big time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masih banyak lagi yang mau di whine-in, too bad its personal. wish i have a pet or anything to whine to and will never get bored or annoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-5176718454619691601?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/5176718454619691601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=5176718454619691601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>title-less</title><content type='html'>ngeblog lagi deh nganggur nganggur begini :p&lt;div&gt;hari ini mau nge random lagi. jadi tadi di twitter ada namanya factaboutboys. tweetnya kadang kadang bagus bagus sih, trus tadi dia kaya ngasih link gitu. katanya "6 keys to great relationship" trus gw penasaran gw buka deh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;li&gt;Freedom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friendship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Freedom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honesty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trust&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Understanding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Communication&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah karna gw ga ada kerjaan. mari dibahas satu persatu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;freedom. freedom emang penting soalnya basically gak ada orang yang suka dikekang. tapi ya freedom itu perlu dibatesin juga. gw pernah baca dimana gitu deh katanya kalo masalah freedom dan bates bates itu perlu dingomongin sama pasangan. mana yang kelewat bates sama mana yang ngga. biar sama sama tau apa yang masing masing anggep masih bisa ditolerir/salah. masuk akal siych.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friendship. bener sekayi. menurut gw kalo pacaran itu harus kaya temen. bukan kaya temen gimana, maksudnya harus bisa gak jaim kaya kita gak jaim kalo lagi sama temen. trus bisa ngelakuin apa aja sama dia sama kaya kalo lagi sama temen. apa aja tuh kaya menggila ato apa gitu yang biasa gak dilakukan org jaim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;freedom sekali lagi. gak tau kenapa ada dua kali freedom. mungkin karna yang ngetik cowo jadi bagi dia freedom itu penting sekali :p wkakwkawk udah ah gak penting :$.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honesty. ini paling penting sih menurut gw. honesty dalem hal apapun itu penting banget. bahkan buat hal yang gak terlalu penting pun honesty tetep diperluin. ini lanjut ke point selanjutnya. soalnya tanpa honesty, gak bakal ada trust. kalo gw sih kalo orang udah gak honest sekali, sebae apapun orangnya, pasti gw gak mgkn trust 100%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trust. ini hmmm. tricky one. banyak banget orang yang bilang trust itu yang paling penting dalem relationship. emang bener sih trust itu emang penting. tapi balik ke poin sebelumnya sekarang. orang yang mau di percaya honest gak? misalkan honest, honest tentang semua apa cuma sebagian? kalo cuma sebagian sih percuma. trusting someone is easy if that someone is trustable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;understanding. ini juga lebih tricky lg. terutama buat cewe, gw salah satunya :$ huahahah. understanding itu lumayan susah ya menurut gw, apalagi kalo lg PMS wah udah egois tambah egois deh :p huahahaha. understanding tuh perlu bgt soalnya kalo gak pengertian biasanya bakal sering banget berantem. orang2 suka pasangannya pengertian, buktinya kalo orang ditanya tipe pasangan pasti rata rata jawabnya pengertian bahahha :p masalah pengertian ini juga kompleks sih. gak kompleks sih lebay dikit aja, sama kaya freedom ada bates apa yang mesti di ngertiin dan apa yang ga harus dingertiin sama sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;communication. nah ini kunci relationship. dari semua masalah relationship diatas, yang paling penting itu communication. berantem karena apapun kalo gak di komunikasiin pasti gak bakal selsai sama gak bakalan enak. kaya ngeganjel banget pasti di hati tuh kalo gak dingomongin langsung. lebih budu lagi kalo sangkin ngeganjelnya di hati trus gak di ngomong ngomongin pasti jadi bt 24/7/30 abis itu lead to break up deh. makanya komunikasi itu salah satu kunci hubungan stelah trust. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dari yang diatas, menurut gw yang paling susah itu understanding sama trust. susah buat gw sih soalnya gw emang lumayan egois sama hard-head gitu keras kepala. jadi egois buat pengertian bgt sama orang, trus keras kepala ya kalo harus percaya orang stelah diboongin ato gimana gitu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sudah gicu aja deych. mau masak dinner :$ dinner today: topside beef steak, mash potato sama frozen vegetable :$ huahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-928241782095973051?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/928241782095973051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-870124107608046494</id><published>2011-08-12T11:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T11:51:41.227+07:00</updated><title type='text'>gloomy afternoon.</title><content type='html'>its a gloomy afternoon in sydney :)&lt;br /&gt;im in segafredo cafe doing my physics tutorial for my next class. listening to boyce avenue's songs and people chatting as a background song with a gloomy sky is very calming :d i super love this moment and it makes me feel like i am overseas from my hometown. but im glad somehow :))&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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afternoon.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6935928779061126018</id><published>2011-08-10T19:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:37:12.742+07:00</updated><title type='text'>houndstooth.</title><content type='html'>houndstooth is filling my had right now. this pattern is so chic and sophisticated. it looks expensive somehow. its like everytime i'm browsing for every item with that pattern, i can't stop 'open in new tab'-ing every picture i seen and my windows are full of it.so i nail it down to this :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLb5wTGfc90/TkJvx_pMxRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/q7op3eS64tE/s400/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639192588109792530" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-STHS6Ew7CnA/TkJv3F0QEYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/h_VBQxHZc2I/s400/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639192675666104706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are alexander mcqueen. u can tell by the makeup so mcqueen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ADOafKLjdHs/TkJwF8JSuhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/sur_xhrqZds/s400/00170m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639192930768042514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this one is stella mccartney.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GVwRfIP60Fo/S98MdTWb_9I/AAAAAAAAAqs/Kos-M5MgAXQ/s1600/Houndstooth_Collection.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.purseblog.com/images/2009/08/Alexander-McQueen-Houndstooth-Tote.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mcqueen tote bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GVwRfIP60Fo/S749Gtdw2NI/AAAAAAAAApk/8QSiDblMh-g/s1600/mcqueen_houndstooth_boots.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thigh-high boots is LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://iwantigot.geekigirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/200909_AMQFW09Pants.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;another mcqueen, legging. its not exactly houndstooth but its very edgy :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-6935928779061126018?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLb5wTGfc90/TkJvx_pMxRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/q7op3eS64tE/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1703248148490547714</id><published>2011-08-08T15:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T15:43:18.433+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my very first anniversary with Henry Lewa  ♥ :*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYBLonIhnnw/Tj-hmCLlh1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/dFcqkJ3FiUY/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-08-08%2Bat%2B3.41.37%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYBLonIhnnw/Tj-hmCLlh1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/dFcqkJ3FiUY/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-08-08%2Bat%2B3.41.37%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638402933283718994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 Agustus 2010. tepatnya setahun lalu dari sekarang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gw ditembak sama si babyboo dimobilnya. pas itu kita lagi di lampu merah harmoni pas dia lagi mo nganter gw pulang. waktu itu kita abis dari ex, abis makan di pancious, nonton apa gitu lupa, sama abis itu ke q gitu bentar baru deh dia nganter gw pulang. yang gw inget pas itu kita lg di q trus rambut gw rada brantakan gitu gara gara gw lagi kecentilan bener benerin poni jadi berantakan gitu. trus si bebi kaya bener benerin poni gw gitu (but more like berantakin lagi sih :p wkakwkawkaw) trus rasanya nervesnerves gimana gicu :$ buakakakakaka gak deh. tp seneng kok beb :$ huahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucu juga kalo dipikir dari sekarang. dulu kita dikenalin sama temen sd gw. gw masih inget nih perkenalannya :p. jadi waktu itu SMP 2 gw abis reunian sama temen temen sd gitu. nah ketemu sama temen sd gw namanya william nurdiansyah. trus abis itu pulang dari reunian kan jadi msnan sama temen temen sd termasuk sama si willian ini. terus dia bilang mau kenalin gw ke temennya gitu. nah ternyata temennya ini si HENRY LEWA. udah deh gw lupa abis itu kita ngobrol ato gimana lah. intinya terus sampe jamannya udah ngetren twitter sama bbm si Henry Lewa itu ada aja di bbm sama twitter gw. gw juga bingung sih kenapa bisa begitu huahaha :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teruuuuuuuuus sekitar july taun lalu atau gimana gitu entah kenapa bisa jadi bbman setiap hari gitu. awalnya sih gara gara gw suka ngatain dia. bukan ngatain sih cumen ngeledek ngeledekin gitu soalnya pas jaman jaman itu gak tau kenapa kayanya gw lagi cacat juga seneng ngledekin orang. terus jadi deh bbman terus sama dia trus ketemu segala macem tau tau jadian aja gitu. huahaha. tapi somehow rasanya klop deh kalo sama dia. dia bisa bikin gw ketawa terus dan dari dulu sampe sekarang kayanya hampir gak pernah jaim sama dia, jarang jarang banget. nerves nervesan juga gak ada tuh sama dia. jadi yah begicu deh aku begitu senang berpacaran dengannya :$ wkakwkawkawkakw but its tru its tru (y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setaon pacaran ini juga bener bener gak berasa kaya staon sih, rasanya sebentar bgt udah staun :D. setaon ini pokoknya gw seneng bgt deh bener bener pacaran yang enjoy banget itu sekarang soalnya rasanya udah klop trus seneng aja pacaran yang banyak ketawa dan gak pake air mata huahahah :p dia juga orangnya pengertian trus hobi bcanda trus perhatian juga trus pinter juga trus masih banyak deh. pokonya me so happy jadian with you :* huahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once again. happy first anniversary my boo !!! semoga... kedepannya kita bisa jadi pasangan yang lebih baik lagi sama lebih saling pengertian satu sama lain. semoga awet sampe tua sampe selamanya !!! :* hehehehehe love you so so so so so muchhhh ({}) ({}) :* :* xoxoxoxoxoxoxo hehehehe :* lg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1703248148490547714?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1703248148490547714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=1703248148490547714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6302051608657480430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6302051608657480430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/08/pic-pic.html' title='pic pic :)'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-9137418960980839710</id><published>2011-08-06T20:11:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T20:44:36.220+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longdistance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>hard.</title><content type='html'>its never hard to leave a country for a vacation. i'm barely able to wake up early in the morning. but sometimes if the day after is a holiday or a vacation, i can wake up very early and feel fresh from the moment i open my eyes. i can be suddenly excited. i've always been that way since i was a kid. leaving the country for holiday was always an exciting thing for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no. leaving country is not exciting when you left something/one behind. its not exciting to leave the life you're already lived since you were a kid. it's scaring to know that the day after today, everything would change and you will live a new life and everything will never ever be the same. i may sound exaggerating it but it is the fact and everyone know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaving your old life behind is hard. try leaving everyone you love behind. your family, friends, and the special ones is the hardest when you spend so many times with him and you enjoy every moment spent. that's what i feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having to see every couple here is just mind blowing and its torturing to only be able to text your loved ones or see them from the screen. and even devastating is to see pictures of your old life and seeing your picture with your friends family and your loved ones. seeing pictures of you holding hands with the loved ones is the most devastating one. that's the one thing that you always do whenever your with them. in the mall, cinema, car, walking around and everything. you want to do it so bad. but no, there's nothing you can do but wait until the day you meet them again. and then you can spend few weeks, maybe months if you're lucky, to spend with them. and after that. there is it, another farewell you have to bare. farewell is harder to bare than, say, bearing a wave. yes this one is too exaggerating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that's the &lt;i&gt;negative&lt;/i&gt; part. here's the &lt;i&gt;positive&lt;/i&gt; one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've seen several movies, romantic movies, about someone whose couple died. and i often think that long distance is not as hard as that. &lt;i&gt;at least&lt;/i&gt; you can still talk to them, contact them, be in touch with them, and get to meet them even though it's only for a while. and after all the things that keep you apart is over, you can be together again, until for e ver. but when you lose someone to death, there's &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; you can do if you wanna meet your loved ones. holding hands, can't do, but for forever, holding hands isn't something you have to wait to do anymore, it's something impossible to do. yes, this thought is pretty weird but it works for me to think like this to keep me positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other thing is this. i've seen many couples with normal kind, not long distance. they often fight and break up eventually. the more i see them fight, the more i think. me, in a long distance with my loved ones, we don't fight. there are sometimes we had a little bit slek. but that's it, we work it out and everything was fine and back to normal. back when we were a normal couple, not long distance, we also don't fight. i take this long distance as a test to see how our love is. if it can stand a LDR, than i think it can get through anything else. now i've only been in LDR for only a month now and everything was pretty fine. but i hope this is how it's gonna be for the next four years or even getting better, i hope. i love how we still love each other so much like this. i really hope this is how things will be until forever. i may sound naive, but what the hell, everyone in love is. everything nice about this relationship is what keeps me for fighting for it and it makes it all worth it. distance can do either this two things, making couples love each other more or fading the love of each other. i hope i'm the first one :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of all. what keeps me fighting for it is that i love him and he makes me happy. 'nuff said :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-9137418960980839710?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/9137418960980839710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=9137418960980839710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/9137418960980839710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/9137418960980839710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/08/hard.html' title='hard.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4408706907784688361</id><published>2011-08-05T22:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:32:25.030+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galau'/><title type='text'>tipsy from too much fat.</title><content type='html'>kalo orang orang suka tipsy karna minuman beralkohol. gw tipsi karna makanan berlemak aja. karena setiap saat disini makan semua tuh yang bikin gendut. jadi karna terlalu banyak mengkonsumsi yg fat fat jadi sekarang tipsy karna too much fat. hm lumayan gak nyambung but whatever kan lg tipsy ceritanya.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mau cerita apa yah. gak ada yang baru sih hmmm. oh iya tadi sekolah cumen duajam. jam pertama nothing much changed. tetep masuk mainan hp doang. trus keluar. trus pindah gedung buat kelas slanjutnya, terus sama juga maenan hp. tapi lumayan sih tadi masih nyalin jawaban dari papan :). gak penting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm abis itu pulang trus mampir ke newsagency buat beli kartu bus (pertama kali) trus pulang ngambil kamera abis itu jalan lagi ke bus stop buat naek bus ke city, which is pertama kali naek bus sendirian. waktu itu pernah naek bus juga sekali buat pulang dari city dan itu ramerame jd tinggal ngikut ngikut aja. udah gituuuu sampe sampe turun di martin place namanya. ngeliatin google map pake iphon buat nyari jalan ke max b. nyasar deh jalan kaki bolak balik sejam kayanya ada tuh wahahah. abis itu baru ditelpon sama si adel baru deh ditunjukin jalannya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trus udah sampe makan ngobrol ngobrol foto abis itu udah deh balik. terussss pas uda mo pulang menuju bus stop lagi diajakin cc shir ley makan shinara kalo ga salah korean buffet gitu. tapi gak mood jadinya yaudah abis nyari nyari jalan lagi ketemu deh bus stopnya terus pulang, makan deket deket rumah. udah busnya jalannya muter gitu lagi udah serem aja salah jalan gak ngert lagi harus gimana. untung lagi ada google map jadi bisa tau itu lg dimana. sampeeee deh dirumah. sampe sekarang cumen ol aja kerjaannya. begini la kerjaan disini ol mulu. sampe enek liatin layar laptop gak jelas mo ngapain. kalo udah mentok gak tau mo ngapain ya udah ga ada yg laen selaen ngeblog. ngeblog juga isinya yah kaya begini random gak jelas :p hoho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm apa lagi yah. oh iya berhubung abis ngebaca seseorang update status di fb tadi, jadi kepikiran mau ngeblog apa hohoho. jadi tadi itu ada orang yang ngegalau gitu di fb dia curhat di status fb nya. dia itu bukan tipe orang yang suka mengekspos hal hal cinta cintaan ke publik biasanya. tapi sama pasangannya kali ini kayanya beda gitu. mungkin lg truly madly deeply in love jadi bisa begini. kalo orang lagi bener bener deeply in love emang bisa bikin jadi orang yang beda yah. bisa bikin orang ngerubah sifat dari yang biasa nya gak begitu, tapi karna orang yg di deeply-in-lovein bisa jadi begitu. ngerti gak tuh lumayan muter muter ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mungkin kalo orang laen yang gak ngerti perasaan dia bakal bilang dia itu bodoh kaya begitu. emang love can make people stupid and even blind. me udah pernah jadi korbannya dulu :p hahahaha. jadi ngerti ngerti dikit lah sekarang kenapa orang bisa jadi kaya begitu kalo lg jatuh cinta banget hahaha. oh iya status fb nya itu ngegalaunya itu kaya yaaah dia berharap dihargai lah gitu pengorbanannya segala macem. kasian sih kalo liat orang begitu. kayaknya orangnya bae banget tapi dapet pasangannya yg mgkn gak ngehargain. rasanya kalo pindah hati itu gampang, pengen gw kasitau suru cari yang laen aja. tapi yah susah ya kalo uda naro hati dan bukan orang heartless pasti susa pinda hati. hohoho. sok kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;padahal yah tuh orang yang di galauin sebenernya harusnya bersyukur masi ada orang yang sayang sebegitunya sama dia sampe bisa bisanya mengekspos kegalauan ke publik begitu. mungkin biasa ya ngekspos kegalauan dipublik, tapi buat orang yang biasa nya gak gitu tuh udah spesial lah. padahal kalo sama orang laen belom tentu dia dapet yang lebih baik lg entar. tidak tahu terimakasih. loh. wakwkakw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sering tuh kaya hal hal sepele yang sebenernya gampang atau simple banget tapi kayaknya lebih susah didapetin, lebih susah daripada dapet emas. lebay sdikit hoho. contoh misalkan kaya itu si galau di facebook. udah bbrp kali gw liat status fb nya kaya galau gitu.tapi yang digalauin yah sama aja kaya minta dihargain gitu. tapi kaya uda bbrp kali gw bingung kenapa galauannya sama sama aja apa pasangannya sebegitu bebelnya apa gak ngeh ngeh juga. itu baru facebook yang gw jarang bukain. belom lg kalo twitter. banyak banget deh yang galau kalo udah mulai malem malem. kadang dari siang juga udah ada yang galau. kalo galau di twitter gw salah satunya :$ hohoho. tapi gak tau juga sih itu disebut galau apa ngga. udah gak sering sering banget sih tp untungnya abis percuma kadang kadang galau wahahah. tapi disini karna terlalu bosen kadang kadang bisa bikin galau. mungkin karna nothing much to do jadi gitu deh. sedih ya :| i want my life back! eh tapi dirumah jg not that bad sih entah karna udah keseringan tapi jadi betah juga dirumah hahahah kan ada tuh quotesnya if u cant find happiness at home u cant find it anywhere else :p. oh iya gw lumayan bingung sih kenapa malem malem itu identik sama galau. kalo teori gw sih karna kalo udah malem tuh orang ngantuk. biasa kalo orang ngantuk itu gampang galau. makanya kalo orang lg kurang tidur pasti lebih gampang sensitif trus jadi galau deh. makanya sleep &amp;gt;10 hours people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. pengen banget cepet cepet betah disini. cepet cepet banyak kegiatan juga biar gak nganggur kaya orang bodoh begini gak jelas online gak tau mau ngapain. ujung ujungnya galau sendiri galauinnya juga gitu deh. haaaaaah ngetik beginian jadi galau beneran :| gak jelas kan. emang kan lagi tipsy ceritanya. hm sebenernya kalo ngomong pake otak gak pake hati sih galauin seseorang itu gak gitu penting. sekali sekali gak papa tapi kalo berkali kali digalauin sih lumayan gak penting. soalnyaaaaaa, kalo orang itu worth buat digalauin, dia gak bakal bikin galau berulang ulang kali. tapi itu pake otak, kalo ngmg pake hati yang kaya begitu susah buat dijalanin. galau ya galau mo diapain lg yah emang begitu. haduh apa sih ini?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;udah lah makin gak jelas juga yah. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4408706907784688361?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/4408706907784688361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=4408706907784688361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4408706907784688361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4408706907784688361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/08/tipsy-from-too-much-fat.html' title='tipsy from too much fat.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-844051703094126851</id><published>2011-08-02T20:35:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:42:42.103+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss ebibu'/><title type='text'>clumsy cause im falling in love.</title><content type='html'>hmm. okay. gak tau sebenernya mau ngeblog apa tapi karna sangkin nganggurnya dan gak tau juga mau ngapain jadi ya sudahlah ngeblog aja. cause where else to blabber but here and twitter, kalo twitter kasian ngejunk si timeline orang laen. kalo disini kan ga banyak juga yang baca paling orang orang lg ga ada kerjaan juga yang baca :p hoho.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i am following this blog called &lt;a href="http://theshoegirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Shoe Girl&lt;/a&gt;. dia itu designer sepatunya Bebe. i super love her blog cause she often post photos of shoes and most of them were heels which i love. i also love the way she blog and tell about her life and her life seems so good and she got a very super duper great job as a shoe designer. get to work with shoes and shoes and shoes :9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jadi tadi di post terakhir dia dia post foto ini. &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2ki8ls4_Kg/TjcGXOV5N8I/AAAAAAAAD4E/BYlmhVWYfBM/s1600/tumblr_lkandzAVKp1qa4w2fo1_r1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yepyep. dia pasang foto ini karna dari post dia tadi kayanya dia baru pisah gitu sama cowonya. tapi foto ini juga pretty much represents me. huahaha. udah di sydney 3 minggu lebih hampir sebulan. tapi ternyata gak secepet itu yah get used to negara baru. uni disini bener bener kayanya beda banget sama kalo kuliah di negara asal yang orang orang sama bahasa segala macemnya udah familiar. udah tau apa yang lagi ngetrend, tempat mana yang in, topik apa yang in, segala macem gitu. disini bener bener gimana yah. indonesianya gak begitu banyak. banyakan bule(iyalah ya namanya juga di osi) sama china ato hongkong. udah gitu pada ngelompok. kayanya ngulang ngulang doang ya di post lama udah diceritain :p.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yayayayayayaya&lt;i&gt; i'm sure i'll get along somehow. everything's going to be alright&lt;/i&gt;. semoga si snow white benar huahaha. by the by, sekarang sydney udah lumayan ramean dikit deh udah dateng tante alda aditama trus nanti katanya september gitu ada anak uniprep lagi yang mau berangkat kemari. yiha bagus sekali makin rame sydney sama anak uniprep. tapi ya itu deh yang dateng cowo juga. emang awalnya cewe di uniprep dikit banget sih. udah banyakan ke melbourne, kira kira aja di sydney nyisanya cewenya dikit banget. padahal kalo ke melben asik ada GABRIELA TIFFANY (tuh gw ketik namanya) sama ada rani taon depan brangkat. geng kuliner uniprep berkumpul lg :p.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm trus trus trus sekarang udah week 3 uni mulai. udah sedikit kebiasa sih sama uni. lumayan lah pelajarannya. susah susah gampang lah. tapi disini bener bener mesti aktif, rajin nanya, dan rajin baca. dan tiga tiganya itu bener bener gw males banget. ngga sih mostly segala macem males kalo gak interesting for me. oh iya uda gitu besok kelasnya lumayan malesin sih. masa kelas cumen jem 9-11 sama 4-5. mending langsung aja gausah masuk yakan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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356px;" src="http://www.upscalehype.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Christian-Louboutin-daffodil.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kFuwzpBqKcI/TU8f7U2ypHI/AAAAAAAAHEs/2ZcLqsaM1Gw/s1600/Austin-Tatious+Turquoise+OPI.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtYM9h8P3Tg/TbFIfG3ybFI/AAAAAAAACp0/ZoPHL5fHkL4/s400/OPI%2BMermaids%2Btears%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images2.solestruck.com/jeffrey-campbell-shoes/Jeffrey-Campbell-shoes-Lita-(Turquoise-Suede)-010604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4503645132405391584?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUW2rcYCdU4/TjK7ezh4bKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/9Ldya-rhgCM/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-07-29%2Bat%2B8.40.39%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8119763139999182499</id><published>2011-07-25T20:12:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:38:16.931+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foodsick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galau'/><title type='text'>where else to complain but here.</title><content type='html'>hari ini lelah sekayi. sebenernya gak ngapa ngapain sih kelas juga cumen dua jem dalem sehari. tapi kayanya gara gara kurang tidur sama bawa tas yang kelewat berat (kebiasaan pake loker) jadi rasanya badan cuapeeee banget.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;udah begitchu, tadi abis iseng iseng mau ngerjain soal lab maths sama tutorial food product manufacturing. otak rasanya mendidih sekali. maths sih masih oke laaaah masih ngeresep dikit dikit gitu. food nya sih HADUH bgt deh. mending kalo belajarin makanan apa gitu sih pasti gampang masukya yah, ini belajarin mesinnya loh. tadi lagi liat liat diagram mesin cumen ngerti satu itu kaya mesin yang bikin beer jadi non alcohol. pusing kepala ngeliatin diagramnya. trus tadi ngeliat soal tutorial nya. gak nger ti se di kit pun. udah mau nangis aja rasanya langsung berasa salah jurusan huahaha. mungkin gara gara kurang tidur nih otaknya jadi error. rasanya pengen pindah jurusan. bangga sih bangga masuk UNSW tapi ... :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gila galau banget malem ini. tapi galaunya gara gara ngeliatin pelajaran yang susah dan jadwal yang besok dari jam 9 sampe jam 5 dan cuma 2 jam break. mau jadi apa sih mau jadi apa. baru year 1, gimana year 2 year 3. aku seteres. udah begitju, anak anak dikelasnya tuh i don't know how to describe... gak tau mulai dari mana ahahaha. intinya jarang lah ada yang friendly. beda banget lah atmosfirnya sama SMA / uniprep. be da ba nget. kalo dulu suka dibilangin kalo keluar negri jangan temenan sama orang indo lagi percuma ngomongnya bahasa indo terus. gimana mau temenan ama yang lain. orang cungkuo maennya ama orang cungkuo pake bahasa cungkuo pula wkawkka. orang bule bareng bule. orang apa bareng apa gicu deh. jaraaaaaaang abis yg berbaur.  gak tau karna masih year pertama ato emang begini seterusnya tapi ini sih lumayan suram yah. kayanya mendingan dulu ke melbourne masih ada temen cewe dari uniprep. ini disini bener bener temennya cowo semua cumen dikit cewenya itupun sekolanya jauh. lama lama jadi cowo juga aja lah pangkas rambut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haduh semoga ini cumen galau sementara gara gara lagi ngantuk deh. kenapa ya kalo ngantuk tuh gampang banget deh galau. ada aja topik yang di galauin ckck. galau kali ini sangat gak penting sih galauin pelajaran. tapi bener bener deh mau banget banget bangetan belajar fashion design ya ampun dari yang dulu kepengen sekarang jadi kepengen banget. pengen bikin baju bikin sepatu bikin tas bikin apa aja deh. kalo gak langsung culinary ato gak ambil food science ga pa pa deh asal yang langsung menjurus blajarin makanan gak pake bertele tele. belajar chemistry lagi lah physics lah statistic lah OMG I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THAT IN SMAK 2 AND UNIPREP. langsung ngomongin makanan kenapa sih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haaaaaah jadi laper :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8119763139999182499?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-7525442562146436138</id><published>2011-07-25T14:25:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:53:03.666+07:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom</title><content type='html'>i'm at one of unsw cafe, dont know whats the name. and out of boredom i made this shoes with photoshop.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tibH_WYog6Y/Ti0bUnAsz6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/8ERqGkFsc4U/s400/tb%2Bdaffodil.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633188749793611682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XoxxUjN8qbs/Ti11IDrkKeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/aGnmVfpHlHI/s400/TB_50008642_051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633287490197793250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made it from the tory burch wedges and take the platform and heels from louboutin daffodil and change the sole to gold. gak ada kerjaan abis :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7525442562146436138?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/7525442562146436138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=7525442562146436138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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doesn't matter branded or not. but mostly great shoes are branded ones. so... :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm a shoe fetish but that doesn't mean i had a whole closet full of shoes. i didn't, but hope to have it one day :)). i would love to have every color for one kind of shoes that i love. for instance is YSL or louboutin pumps. it's nice to have every color of those shoes. or that 15cm or maybe more jeffrey campbell. i would really love to own every color for every pair for that shoes. i love shoes and especially heels. for me, the higher the better. the higher the heels, the lovelier the shape :D. i love to look at shoes from the side or back, i don't know why but that shape of heels from the side is just so darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't like &amp;lt;10cm heels. 9cm is still alright. but those kitten-heeled, i just dislike 'em. its better not to wear heels at all than to wear a 2inches heels. i don't see the point of wearing a 2inches heels, the shape from the side is ... :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love stiletto, and now i love thick-heeled heels. especially shoes with bright color. i love 'em all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMeXKiU952k/TgN06kJKiGI/AAAAAAAABAg/muuChGv8YN8/s400/Screen+shot+2011-06-23+at+10.44.49+PM.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.shoeperwoman.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/christian-louboutin-daffodil.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christian louboutin daffy &amp;lt;3&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;christian louboutin daffodil &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as much as i now love thick-heeled like the daffy, i'm still more keen on stiletto like daffodil. look how sharp and high! :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1455724803909745371?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1455724803909745371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=1455724803909745371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1455724803909745371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1455724803909745371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/07/fetish.html' title='fetish'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMeXKiU952k/TgN06kJKiGI/AAAAAAAABAg/muuChGv8YN8/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-06-23+at+10.44.49+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4156321373034371347</id><published>2011-07-22T09:35:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:27:05.484+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>songs</title><content type='html'>haloo blogoblog. lagi di uni nih plajaran chem lecture tepatnya :) hari ini kuliah cuma satu jam soalnya masih minggu pertama blajar jadi blom ada tutorial+lab. skrg juga lagi gak dengerin sih malah lg denger lagu di iphone sambil ngetik di iblogger :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi daritadi lagi dengerin lagu2 yg bulan bulan lalu lagi ngetren gitu. rasanya dengerin lagu aja bisa bikin keinget semuanya deh. contoh aja kya dulu kalo masih di jakarta udah masu uniprep denger lagu kaya solo ato what if, langsung keinget waktu liburan sebelom masuk uniprep. begitu masuk uniprep setiap pergi skolah kan bawa mbl jd pasti dengerin lagu yang hampir2 tiap hari didengerin kalo blom ganti cd. contoh tuh tadi lagi denger lagu whats my name yang dulu lg ngetren pas lg jaman uniprep dan ampir setiap pulang pergi sekolah ada aja tu lagu. masih banyak lagu lagu yang tadi ngingetin sama uniprep. tibatiba jadi kangen aja nyetir trus macet macetan di sudirman sambil ngetweet sama bbman ama pacar :p.&lt;div&gt;terus tadi denger lagu begging you jadi keinget di mobil baby dengerin tuh lagu trus lagi sama sama bilang kalo denger lagu itu jadi kebayang kaya di cafe cafe di pinggir jalan yang kaya suasananya eropa eropa gimanaa gicu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its funny how a song can bring back memories. orang tua kan juga demen tuh dengerin lagu yang ngetren pas jaman jaman mereka muda. mungkin biar bisa ngingetin kali ya what it feels like to be young huahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ehh btw class is over hehehe. byeee :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5189702153885327986-4156321373034371347?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-3961929901395675273</id><published>2011-07-21T19:00:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T19:26:26.391+07:00</updated><title type='text'>biggest mistake + lesson</title><content type='html'>few years ago i wasted my year spending it with an unimportant being, going through an unimportant experience and wasting precious teenage time. i fool my self by keep telling my self i am happy while i clearly know i wasn't. when it end i wasted few next months mourning about that. i was unhappy and i shouldn't have had. i was mourning about a junk of rubbish while what i should have done was enjoying my teenage year. i didn't eat well i didn't sleep well. as a result i lost weight and in no time i was slimmer, wayyyy slimmer than i was before since i used to be very fat.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, being slimmer has its own advantage. i had THE TIME of my life that time. that was when i seriously enjoy my teenage life. i had no idea being with no one can be that fun. i learnt my lesson of not mourning for the unimportance and start thinking about just my self. more importantly i learnt my lesson to really know someone before really getting too attached. i felt like a perfect idiot when i put my head back to its place, since i was head over heels in -somepeoplesaylove. the most important lesson is to finally accomplished that phrase "it takes a bad one to know a good one".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my biggest regret is wasting a whole year to act like an idiot and not having fun at all. and that day i stopped being an idiot, i told my self this very sentence: i will never hold on on something if its suffering me and not making me comfortable or self conscious. i can never trust someone 100% if trust is once broken. never and no exception on this one. i had a year being a fool and that's enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3961929901395675273?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/3961929901395675273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=3961929901395675273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/3961929901395675273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/3961929901395675273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/07/biggest-mistake-lesson.html' title='biggest mistake + lesson'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-5628557336142408077</id><published>2011-07-18T09:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T22:02:50.442+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>take a deep breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;take a deep breath as u walk through the door it's the morning of your very first day -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;dulu pas masuk uniprep juga nulis tuh lagu kalo ga salah :p. sekarang ngepost lagunya buat hari pertama masuk uni. besok hari pertama masuk uni sejak o week. besok ga bisa santai santai liburan lg :'( ah sedih. bangun siang aja cuma bisa hari jumat. sisanya masuknya lumayan pagi semua. untung besok kelas nya cuma dua jam. jam 9-10 sama 1-2. pasti dari jam 1-2 males banget deh masuk lg rasanya pengen bolos aja huahaha. abis kelasnya nanggung bener cumen 2 jem bedanya jauh bgt lagi gapnya.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;hmm gimana ya rasanya uda mo kuliah. masih gak pengen kuliah rasanya masih mau jadi anak sekolaan. pengen pake seragam lagi. ngga sih, lebih pengen lagi masih liburan dan masih di jakarta LOH masi homesick deh. takut gak dapet temen di kelas, nanti jadi sendirian kaya anak nerd udah harus kuliah pake kacamata lagi gara gara soflen yang bawa dari jakarta ngilang huahaha. gak kebayang kalo jadi anak nerd ga ada temen gimana nasipnya :p huahaha. takut gak bisa ngomong ama orang beda negara abis ngomongnya pake inggris kan sulit :p&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah baru jam 11 waktu sydney. masa jam 11 udah harus tidurrrrrr rasanya gak rela. udah kebiasaan tidur subuh sih jadi jem segini rasanya masih terlalu dini buat menyentuh ranjang. masih pengen ngapain kek online kek nonton kek. ngapain aja lah, do random unimportant stuff. besok masuk jam 9 haduh udah kaya uniprep :'( sedih.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhhiya. belom bisa part time deh disini gara gara mesti daftar tax apa gitu deh namanya biar bisa kerja disini sebagai student. dan itu nunggu dapet nomor tax apanya gitu 28hari sejak daftar. berarti paling ngga bulan depan baru bisa apply apply kerja. itu juga kalo langsung keterima kalo ngga berarti masih diundur lagi. pengen bgt deh kerja gitu dapet duit sendiri terus belanja pake duit sendiri. pengen pulang jakarta beli mcqueen scarrrfffffff. pingin pingin pingin pingin pingin. disini gak nemu tuh store store mcqueen atau store semacam on pedder yang jual scarf mcqueen. so sad deh disini. semoga aja cepet cepet deh dapet kerja biar ada kesibukan juga disini lumayan bosenin sih. maenannya ke city doang. ke city kalo gak makan, pasti belanja. nonton bioskop rasanya kurang bersemangat ya disini kurang asik lol. kemaren aja nonton harpot rada gak enak juga teaternya gitugitu. jadi mallsick jakarta deh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apalagi disini malem malem mall uda pada tutup cepet banget. yang buka cumen cafe restoran ama klabing. makan terus bisa gendut banggetz. kalo klabing males juga. jadi kerjaannya malem malem dirumah deh jadi anak rumahan :p.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-5628557336142408077?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-106972680201276877</id><published>2011-07-14T22:23:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:27:42.933+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>randomly blabbering.</title><content type='html'>so thrilled that it's already friday. the week's almost over. gak sabar lewatin waktu secepet cepetnya. pengen banget cepet cepet pulang ke jakarta. i had a lot of fun these few days. tapi masih tetep nempel jakarta. masih lebih asik dan belom seenjoy itu disini. pengen tidur di ranjang yang lama juga. nonton di tv yang lama. duduk ditempat yang sama buat online sama nonton tv. :( GOD i miss my bedroom so much :'(...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enak lagi di jakarta ada pembantu rumah tangga. emang sih dulu pas d jakarta pengen cobain tinggal begini biar belajar mandiri. but i guess i'm not that rajin wahaha. enak sih kadang kadang kerja gitu kalo lg ga ada kerjaan. tapi kalo lagi males males tuh enak banget ada yang bersihin dan rapihin semuanya. bangun tidur dulu tinggal bgn aja, balik balik ranjang udah rapih bersih. baju udah ada yang cuciin setrikain trus langsung rapi dalem lemari. enak deh (y). tapi disini juga gak sibuk sibuk banget sih secara bagi tugas. asik juga lah belajar dikit dikit rapi rapi gitu, biar gak jadi manja hoho. tapi kadang kalo lg males tuh kuaaaangen bgt deh sama ada nya pembantu. bener bener deh enak bgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;selain itu. bacain twitter. ngeliatin orang check in di 4square di tempat tempat di jakarta. pengen bgt kesana :( disini belom familiar gitu. check in juga rada males rasanya hahaha. and i dont know is it me or what, but it's kinda blarrljlalsdfihsukjfhdjfk to see everything still go around normally even though u're not there, like people are still enjoying themselves even without u, people like good friends and stuff. don't know what blarrljlalsdfihsukjfhdjfk is. it's not like sad. a little bit like disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you go, you would want people to feel like losing something. they'll try to talk to you in every chance to show that they really feel that there's something missing. that way you know that you do mean something for them. they go and enjoy themselves, you wouldn't feel like you really mean that much to them as they can still go out and have fun without you. i think it needs a little time to "mourn" a little. not only a day or two. at least that's how i think. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. kalo dateng ke negara baru bareng temen deket berapa orang gitu trus ada pacar juga. dijamin deh, 85% kayaknya ga bakalan homesick. at least maybe for me. secara masa remaja gini ngabisin waktu pasti lebih banyak sama temen deket ato pacar. jadi kalo semua udah ikut keluar negri pasti udah enjoy banget. no burden, packing would be exciting and going to the airport would be great. udah kayak mau berangkat liburan kali tuh asik banget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalo bisa sih pindah negara gitu semua orang dibawa, sampe keluarga sama temen temen yang gak deket juga dibawa sekalian deh. pasti asik banget kalo tinggal di osi gini terus semua orang yang gw kenal ada disini. everything is super fine kalo gitu sih. i would not feel homesick kalo gitu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the week almost over. artinya senen depan langsung sekolah deh jadi mahasiswa. pengen cari kerja part time tapi takut masih labil, gak tau deh mampu apa engga. jadi pesimis gini deh. serem juga entar diajakin ngomong malah kagok sendiri. gak tau kenapa kalo diajak ngobrol sama bule masih suka grogi lol. haduh cepet cepet puhlease balik ke indo. semoga bisa cepet cepet juga enjoy disini. supaya i have a life here, biar gak berasa bego sendiri kalo lg nganggur LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emoticons yang super cocok buat sekarang cumen satu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:300%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;3-|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-106972680201276877?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/106972680201276877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=106972680201276877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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yesterday. paling ngga hari ini gak berasa lama lama banget karna tadi pagi bangunnya jam 12 gitu kaya di rumah. tapi di jakarta baru jam 9 sih ahaha tapi uda mesti ngikutin jam sydney biar kebiasa.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hari ini tadi siang makan dirumah abis itu mandi siap siap langsung pegi ke bondi junction. jalan jalan bentar liat liat baju sepatu segala macem tapi ga ada yang menarik hati gitu. jadi nya keliling keliling doang dan cumen dapet topi slouchy beanie di sports girl like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.fashionpeach.com/images/ashlee10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sama beli iphone case gitu pearl pearl imyut gimana gitu di forever new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abis ituuuu mutermuter liat liat gak berasa udah mau malem aja jadi ke bondi beach deh buat makan hurricane. tapi belom terlalu malem jadi terlalu kepagian juga buat makan. nah deket tempat parkir mobil ketemu toko tuchuzy. Tuchuzy ini barusan gw browsing buat nyari sepatu jeffrey campbell di sydney dan katanya di tuchuzy jual. nah pas banget ketemu pas lagi parkir. jadi masuk deh dan bener aja ada tuh jeffrey campbell lita just like in my &lt;a href="http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/07/currently-loving.html%20post"&gt;currently loving&lt;/a&gt; post :). jadinya purchased deh jeffrey campbell lita warna itemmm. yihaa :D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abis ituuuu pergi ke jalan jalan deket bondi beach nya deh beli apa gitu namanya yang coklat bar digoreng dalem roti ama tepung. uenaaaak deh (y) oiya daerah sana juga bagus dehh me likey. lumayan norak sih pas baru sampe. tapi sayang aja tadi uda gelap gitu ga keliatan deh pantainya. udah gitu baru deh ke hurricane makan ribs ribs ribsss. abis itu pulang deh langsung. udah puas beli sepatu, perut kenyang lagi :). gak sabar sekolah biar jadi sibuk dan nganggur gini jadi rada homesick. rasanya kalo lg liburan enakan di jakarta banyak mall mall yang enak. disini daerah ama lingkungan aja yang enak. tapi mallnya kayanya masih enakan jakarta :p hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7462469667094874680?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/7462469667094874680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=7462469667094874680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7462469667094874680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7462469667094874680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-two.html' title='day two'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8823361918199455421</id><published>2011-07-11T18:11:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T18:18:33.361+07:00</updated><title type='text'>first page of new chapter part 2</title><content type='html'>lupa deh tadi, jadi tadi ke UNSW juga buat ngurusin enrollment course yang tabrakan gitu. baru sadar unsw itu guuuueeedeeee buanget. udah gitu dingin lagi. gila aja kalo gak kenal siapa siapa trus nyasar gitu di gedungnya bisa telat lecture huahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sekarang baru pulang dari city tadi abis makan apa deh lupa namanya pokoknya thai food gitu. abis itu makan puff abis itu makan eskrim. sekarang kuuueeeeenyangggg bgt gila. seharian cape banget rasanya. bener bener gak berasa kaya baru seharian disini. berasanya kayak udah beberapa hari gitu. ohiya disini sekarang uda stenga 10 kurang ya. di jakarta baru stenga 7. i really gotta stop following indo's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teruuuusss apalagi yahhh. oh iya, jadi minggu ini belum sekolah sama sekali. baru mulai minggu depan langsung belajar. sebenernya berangkat hari rabu juga masih bisa nih kalo ga hari jumat ini. huhhhhh sebal. tapi yaudahlah udah disini juga. tp honestly sih kangen abis sama jakarta hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8823361918199455421?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-207764822789077443</id><published>2011-07-11T15:10:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T15:27:53.256+07:00</updated><title type='text'>first page of a new chapter.</title><content type='html'>okay, mulai dari kemaren jam setengah 7 waktu jakarta :). jam setengah tujuh berangkat ke bandara dan sampe sana setengah 8 lebih lebih dikit dan 8.40 udah harus berangkat. sedangkan belom cekin segala macem. jadi waktu perpisahan perpisahannya cuma bentar banget :( sampe sampe aja mesti masukin baggage gitu gitu trus baru deh keluar lagi. diluar ada babyboo, windy, cynto, ama aping. sedih juga sih rasanya pergiiiii ga berasa bgt yach kayanya.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;terus udah deh abis itu dikasih hoodienya ebiii dalemnya ada buenoooo, scarf, sama sarung tangannnnn unyuuuuu :*. trus hoodienya wangi parfum si ebi lagi unyu jadi kangen bgt deh hehehehe. trus dikasih cynto buku cinamonroll sama kipas, trus windy kasih frame dalemnya karikatur gitu ;;) thanks u all :D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey naik naik pesawat rasanyaa suedihhh dech meninggalkan jakartaaaa :'(. di pesawat aja ampe ga bisa tidur gitu, trus mual mual lagi pilotnya nyetirnya ga bener gradakan gitu goyang goyang huahaha. jadi deh gak tidur jadi super ga enak badan jadi galau deh udah gitu. sampe sampe langsung ke flat naro barang segala macem untung sempet tidur tidur sebentar sih tadi. tadi ga enak bgt blom bisa bbman. abis ituuu pergi kemana lah tadi namanya udah lupa. beli bantal selimut sarung segala macem gantungan lemari smua deh yang perlu perlu. terus baru deh nih pulang sekarang abis mandi segala macem. sekarang di jakarta masih setengah 4, disini udah setengah 7 :(. ah rasanya pengen pulang. ga tau ni homesick apa bukan tapi pokoknya kangen kamar kangen semuanya :( unyuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sekarang lagi siapsiap mau pergi ke city buat makan malem. disini lg duinginzzz banget. wish boo was here :') hehehe. kan enak ada yang menghangatkan LOH. huahaha :* miss you so much boooo :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-207764822789077443?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/207764822789077443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=207764822789077443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/207764822789077443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>it's half past two in the morning and i am sitting on my dining table waiting for my scone in the oven. this scone is made for my boo's snack at least for a few day he can still eat my food :$.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today. hmm. few more hours to go for my plane to leave to sydney. my bags are packed, but i'm still not ready to go. if only i can take everything and everyone here to sydney, then i'm so ready to go. i'm gonna miss everything and everyone around here. super super super.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday is the last saturday night for me in jakarta, at least until december. i spent the whole day with boo and we had a cliche saturday night in ex. i'm gonna miiisssss him a lot :( i spend almost everyday with him and i really really do love every time i spent with him. it's like i have someone who's a boyfriend best friend and a brother. just someone i'm very comfortable with and happy to be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malem ini terakhir tidur di kamar. kamar yang pwwwwwwwwwwwwwww bgt bgt bgt udah kebiasa banget tidur disini :( nanti december mungkin udah pindah kali, semoga aja blom deh i'm very comfortable here :(. apalagi sampe sampe sana langsung sekolah. omg gak kepikiran sekolah lagi harus mikir mikir lagi. bener bener kalo denger yang namanya mat, chem, physics, rasanya pengen bgt masuk fashion design ato langsung culinary. tapi udah terlanjur juga sih masuk ini :( semoga aja bisa enjoy seenjoy enjoynya deh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gak bisa jelasin deh gimana rasanya mau berangkat gini. cumen tinggal beberapa jam lagi gila udah berangkat. sedih banget sih sampe bingung harus gimana hahahaha. semoga aja dari besok sampe december waktu jalan lebih cepet lagi daripada sekarang. jadi ga berasa udah libur lagi. pengen banget liburan lagi yang lebih banyak. ga kebayang deh besok tuh udah sekolah. uda jadi mahasiswa juga akhirnya. padahal sma aja belom berasa. hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;galau parah loh mau berangkat sih. lebih galau dari galau galau yang pernah dirasain. bisa homesick gila nih disana. sekarang aja udah gak jelas bgt rasanya kaya mau mikir aja udah males. gimana coba ni otak mau dipake buat belajar. untuk masih o week. harusnya berangkat masi bbrp hari lagi nih o week gausa ikutan :| i'm uber sad. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this may be the last post before i'm in university. mungkin post selanjutnya di post dr sydney. pas udah masuk uni dll ahahaha. so set. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3049056176668522604?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4039805215015003216</id><published>2011-07-08T01:21:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:27:58.153+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>11 MONTHS ♥</title><content type='html'>first of all i would reeeeaaaally love to say:&lt;div&gt;HAPPY 11 MONTHS MY BABYBOOLOVE &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Hiragino Kaku Gothic ProN';font-size:11px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; thank you for being a great boyfriend and bestfriend for me this past year and every second of everyday spent with you is really REALLY filled with happiness. i'm not just saying this but i really do mean it :) you literally always make me happy :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you made the start of the day a perfect one ebiiiibuuuu :* thanks for accompanying me today as well :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooo today is FRIDAY. yes first day of the weekend. my visa baru keluar today and i haven't packed anything yet. too lazy to start and too not ready to go actually. university seems complicated to me. everything used to be so simple in school and in Uniprep. but last night when i was enrolling my course for this semester (with babyboo accompanying :$), i realized how complicated this might be. especially there, i need to rajin rajin ask people about everything (which i am SO lazy to do usually).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday thursday, i went shopping for stationary with babyy :) and he gave me so many stuff. pen, pencil, steples, paper clipper, small cute notes, and laptop bag. he's great :* trus we went to eat padaaaaang since i was craving for it. theeeen we go buy martabak telor which is so good :9. now i'm still full from everything huahahah. thanks for an amazing day baby :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;three days to go. sunday night i'll be leaving. maybe after i packed everything i'll sing myself that song 'all my bags are packed i'm ready to go'. but for now 'all my bags aren't packed i'm not ready to go'. yes yes yes yes yes i'm so not ready to go. just that scared feeling inside of me to face the changes. i can't explain how much i hate changes and farewell. i hate it more than i hate ants, bugs, worms, and everything i hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm uber tired. physically. almost everynight i slept at 3am or 4am. this insomnia is crazy. can't imagine if i sleep at 3am indo time, that means i sleep at 6am sydney time. i'm so gonna get a jetlag. 3 days left. 3 days left. 3 days left. hmmm. really don't know exactly what to think at this point. can i go there and go back home once a month? that's enough for me, once a month is enough. but no no, i can go back home only once in 6 months. TOP. can't imagine if i have to go back to jkt once a year. not meeting everyone in a year and not knowing all the changes here? hmm. if only i can find a word to explain how that feels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sure i'll get a new life there and i'll enjoy it there and whatever. that's the future and i'm talking about the present. this is how i feel and at this point i can't think about all the enjoyment in the future. wahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes one more GREAT NEWS! can't have a monthversarr dinner cause i gotta have dinner with my cousin from surabaya. yes, i barely meet them, maybe once a year, top. great isn't it :) hahahahahahaha. i just love sarcasm. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Hiragino Kaku Gothic ProN';font-size:11px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8217816364302171940</id><published>2011-07-06T23:55:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T01:13:49.075+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimmy choo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lookbook.nu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeffrey campbell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrangler'/><title type='text'>currently loving</title><content type='html'>apart from blazer and postman leather bag which i always love.&lt;div&gt;here are some stuff that i currently love:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 337px;" src="http://cdn3.lookbook.nu/files/looks/medium/74998_lookbook.jpg?1224987373" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i uber love highwaist denim shorts. not that high waist, kinda like semi-highwaist. this color in particular is looooveeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(image source from lookbook.nu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anooother thing i love is this kind of thick-heel shoes. i used to love stiletto, i still do maybe. i love those pointy heels, especially if its veeery pointy that it looks as sharp as a stiletto knife :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 403px; height: 282px;" src="http://img.alibaba.com/img/pb/789/876/277/277876789_647.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 261px;" src="http://img.alibaba.com/img/pb/784/876/277/277876784_643.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pict above is Jimmy Choo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://veeciclothing.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/jeffrey-campbell-lita.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hzx0hyirWhw/TO55Nz1Qk4I/AAAAAAAAANw/ryaoN7Gc2Mg/s320/Jeffrey-Campbell-Lita-Boots-in-all-colors.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this one is Jeffrey Campbell lita (its actually not expensive, although i don't know where to find it in Jakarta, hopefully there's JC in sydney :) ). jeffrey campbell makes me love wedges. i used to haaate wedges cause i think its nothing like stiletto which i love. but as i browse the jeffrey campbell's wedges, they're awwwweesome. i think stiletto heels such as YSL tribute pumps are very cool and chic, it's simple but very darling. that kind of shoes, i think the taller the greater. but wedges needs a great design to look great. it's like it needs more effort than the basic louboutin pumps which already look amazing with those red soles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, what else do I currently love. i think maxi skirt is on the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 320px;" src="http://cdn2.lookbook.nu/files/looks/medium/2011/07/05/1384412_foto_0812124s_copia.jpg?1309888447" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YE1RssdWcLc/ThSi5f3-hvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/7g5GIbGTsKM/s200/4da54f166c7e4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626300943185118962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(first image source lookbook.nu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm definitely gonna buy a maxi skirt. it's a great item for any kinds of style. it can look sophisticated or edgy, just the matter of mix and matching. it can be paired with gladiator heels or flats, or wedges. the second pict is a maxi skirt that fit a body like a glove. i uber love it as well, very chiccccc &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;started to sound like a fashion blog here. maybe i should make one :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5189702153885327986-8217816364302171940?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/8217816364302171940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=8217816364302171940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8217816364302171940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>a perfect company. ♥</title><content type='html'>a perfect company is: my babyboo :). i refer to him as "he".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he always accompany me everytime i need someone. he's always there and he always makes time for me. he's a boyfriend who's also one of my best friend. he understands me and he, i think never, complain about me. he love me just the way i am and he's not only saying that, he means it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love how he make me a better person. he always listens to my story and he always makes me laugh. he fulfill things i wish or crave for. i love sharing stories with him and i love a conversation with him. i love his voice. i love hearing him laugh and i like his smile :). i always want to see them and be the reason why they're on his face :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;distance, environment, times. they may change a lot of things. but i hope couple things don't change. our love (it can change into stronger feeling) and the amazing him :). &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Hiragino Kaku Gothic ProN';font-size:11px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love him because he's always a perfect company to me. and i hope he will always be :))&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Hiragino Kaku Gothic ProN';font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(184, 99, 255); font-family:Chalkduster;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Hiragino Kaku Gothic ProN'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Hiragino Kaku Gothic ProN';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-9146007159498878629?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/9146007159498878629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=9146007159498878629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/9146007159498878629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/9146007159498878629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/07/perfect-company.html' title='a perfect company. ♥'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-3541127334827003493</id><published>2011-07-01T23:56:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:23:43.727+07:00</updated><title type='text'>grown a little.</title><content type='html'>abis baca-baca blog taon lalu pas bulan maret may gitu, gila dulu kayaknya mellow banget gw jadi orang, lebih parah daripada sekarang sekarang udah mendingan abis deh. dulu ngomongin masuk uniprep, berangkat ke unsw. semuanya sesuai rencana dulu, masuk food technology. tapi dulu gw ngepost mau masuk fashion design. masih mau sih sebenernya sampe sekarang im not gonna lie. tapi dipikir-pikir rada sayang sih masuk fashion design buat kuliah. sebenernya kalo dipikir-pikir fashion design tinggal belajar jait doang, soal yang lainnya mah tinggal kreatifitas sendiri. nanti abis lulus kuliah 4 taon ai bertekad les jait ah ampe bisa. yihaaa. masuk food tech asik juga sih, ujung-ujungnya penjurusan sih rencana mau jadi chef. i don't have any passion other than fashion and food. besides, both are human's main needs. kalo bahasa gaulnya kan sandang pangan dan papan. nah fashion food kan termasuk sandang ama pangan B). lucu juga sih kalo baca blog-blog lama. kayaknya emang seiring berjalannya waktu, as time goes by gitu, orang berubah ya. gw yang dulu kayaknya lumayan beda sama yang sekarang. jadi kalo baca-baca blog dulu rasanya aneh juga hahaha. tapi seru juga punya blog jadi bisa baca-baca yang lama lama, kayak dulu baru lulus highschool mau masuk uniprep pake hello uniprep segala. sekarang udah far from byebye uniprep trus bentar lagi hello unsw. siapa tau entar masih ngeblog disini ampe byebye unsw. wahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;di blog2 dulu kayak kepikiran gitu mau berangkat, padahal masih setaon. sekarang udah tinggal seminggu lebih sehari lagi, rasanya gak separah dulu kepikirannya. sekarang susah diungkapkan rasanya gimana udah mau pindah negara buat beberapa lama gitu. sedikit exciting, tapi mostly sedih sih ninggalin semua yang disini. untung sekarang gak separah dulu kayak taon lalu kalo ngegalau. sekarang galau palingan paling lama stengah jem doang sih. abis rada bingung mau galau lama-lama juga gimana, abis bakal kejadian juga berangkat danlainlainnya. hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;untung gw bukan tipe yang galau bisa terlalu lama lama amat. putus cinta aja paling lama berasa sdikit sedih sebulan itu juga on-off. loh. pasti sampe sana bakal homesick deh. ini aja belom pergi rasanya udah homesick. homesick kan kangen rumah, disana mungkin bakal homesick beberapa hari. kalo gw kayaknya bakal babyboosick, kangen babyboo, bedanya ini bakal 24/7  :$. unyuunyuunyuh :* huahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mau ngetik apa lagi yah bingung mau ngepost apa. lagi norak nih ama ketikan baru rasanya pengen ngetik terus hihihihi ;;). oh iya i beberapa hari belakangan suka dibilang orang kurusan loh. dan sekarang beberapa hari ini juga kayaknya makan jadi tambah banyak dan sering. paling gak bisa deh dibilang kurus pasti langsung hasrat makannya tinggi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mo nge random apa lagi yah. dets ol for tudey ai ting. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3541127334827003493?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6311732655503483694</id><published>2011-06-29T23:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T00:07:18.631+07:00</updated><title type='text'>approx 6 min to D - 10</title><content type='html'>im not supposed to be counting down, but I can't help to. it's few minutes till the day is over and its 30june, that means 10 more days and i'll be on the plane to Sydney. i never wanted to know what's the date, but yesterday is my babyboo's birthday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY :*)  so I can't help but realize that it's almost the end of the month. Kind of bumped, I wonder why June is only till 30 not 31. If 31, than i still got 11 more days in Jakarta. One day is important for me. its pretty hard to leave the environment I've been around since I was born. and leaving the room i have been in since I can't remember cause it's been so long. not to mention, everyone in Jakarta, friends and family...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should've been excited to start a new life there. but everyone would be in my shoe if its the first time they're gonna be abroad for a long time. i wish i'd get used to it in no time and there will not be a lot of tears in the airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gak enak banget deh rasanya udah mau berangkat gitu, dikit-dikit suka sedih sendiri gitu. lagi dikamar aja bisa kepikiran, nanti bentar lg ga bakal dikamar ini tiap hari. apalagi nanti nih pas hari minggu ini, pasti mikir pas mau tidur, minggu depan udah ga tidur di ranjang ini. apalagi kalo ada film yang mau kluar tanggal 11 july tadi di tv. langsung mikir gabisa nonton disini. everything will not be the same. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really hope i can still be around to see things going on. everything going on with my friends, family, and boyfriend too. i hope things won't change a lot while i'm gone. until december this year, december next year, and the next, and the next :b. i kinda like things the way they are. as i said in my previous-previous posts. I. Hate. Changes. and I. HATE. Farewell. omg i hate both thing so much!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yang paling gak enak dari semua, galau galau gini pun gak ada gunanya karna gak ada yang bakal brubah, minggu depan tetep bakal berangkat dan baru bakal balik stengah taon lagi. maybe it's not the farewell i hate, maybe it's the part where i'm scared that everthing would be different and i won't be a part of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah udah deh jadi makin galau. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-6311732655503483694?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/6311732655503483694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=6311732655503483694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6311732655503483694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6311732655503483694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/06/approx-6-min-to-d-10.html' title='approx 6 min to D - 10'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6771785068573458006</id><published>2011-06-13T20:54:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:57:29.113+07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday the 13th</title><content type='html'>empat hariii menuju bagi bagian rapottt, bahasa kerennya di uniprep gpa. duh semoga nilainya bagus, kalo turun pun gak jelek jelek amat lah yang penting jangan kurang dari tujuh aja deh gak ngarep muluk muluk abis gak kepakean juga tuh nilai buat idup :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liburan tinggal sebulan kurang lagi. tiket udah dibeli dan tanggal 10 bulan depan deh berangkat ke sidni dechh, daaaan sampe sampe pagi tanggal 11 dan langsung masuk buat orientasi (kalo keterima). new environment lagi dehhh, temen temen baru, lingkungan uber baru, kota baru, negara baru. udah ga takut takut banget kaya dulu pas baru masuk smak sih. sejak masuk uniprep juga udah ga ada takut takutnya sih. tapi rada takut tinggal di negara baru. lumayan deh uda grow up a little :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisa liburan ini semoga aja semuanya bisa me nye nang kan dan per fek. pengen seneng seneng aja sisa liburan ini ga mau lagiii yang namanya galau galau ga jelas sebisa mungkin itu dihindari karena kayanya ga penting penting amat sichh. hoho. last night will hopefully be the last breakdown and meltdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unyu by the way tadi abis mainan twider, social network yang lageh HIPSZZ. abis kebaca satu tweetan dari account yang biasa ngetweet2 kata2 random and mostly tentang cintacintaan yang di retweet sama one of my friend. lupa tepatnya gimana tapi intinya, jangan benci sama cewe yang menggoda cowo lu tapi benci cowo lu yang tergoda karena kalo dia emang bener dia ga bakal ngasi sinyal dan ga akan tergoda. yach intinya begicu dech. dipikir pikir bener juga sich.&lt;br /&gt;kalo cowo udah pny cewe kan pasti beda keramahannya ama cewe laen dan jaga jarak sama cewe laen tapi kalo yang masih deketdeket sampe terlalu akrab yah ga heran kalo ada cewe yang menggoda godaa apalagi kalo wanita penggoda seperti di kemayoran lokasari dan sekitarnya. loh.&lt;br /&gt;tapi kalo gw kayaknya ga bakal gitu deh. ga bakal benci ama cowonya doang maksudnya wkakak. tapi pasti benci sama cewenya juga kalo gatel. ok its not a personal experience, just a thought :D. tapi emang sebel si liat cewe gatalz gatalz harus pake daktarin biar ga jamuran. loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh iyaaa another random thing. now ai lagi diyet sampai kuyus dan mau panjaaaaaangin rmbt sampe puuuuanjang deh. mau balik ke kondisi tubuh tepat setahun yang lalu masih lumayan kuyus trus rambut jg panjang dan coklat &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3. setengah niat kurusin badan sih biar entar kalo ke osi trus diajak keliling keliling makan, badannya udah siap dan balik balik jakarta ga gendut gendut amat hohoho :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah dets ollll for tudeyyy. judulnya apa yah. monday the 13th deh karna its getting scarier udah tanggal 13 just like friday-the-13th-scary. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-6771785068573458006?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-3061720638780309032</id><published>2011-05-27T21:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T22:23:33.097+07:00</updated><title type='text'>another chapter ends.</title><content type='html'>another chapter of my life ends. this chapter is called Uniprep. gonna start a new chapter, a long one called university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super GAK BERASA banget uniprep, cuma 10 bulan. ten months full of hari santai benerbener enak kalo sekolah dari dulu kaya begini.&lt;br /&gt;lets start from the first day, still fresh in my mind. gak kenal siapa siapa kecuali Ipang. hari pertama masuk masuk plajaran inggris kelas gabungan gitu. hari pertama kenalan sama Gaby trus ga lama kenal sama kalo ga salah si James deh. trus lama lama seiring berjalannya waktu kenal sama Rani dkk gitu deh sekelas. akhirnya terbentuk gitu geng makan gw, gaby, rani, sama wibi. tapi abis smester satu wibi kluar dari uniprep jadi tinggal kita bertiga deh geng makan yang bener bener hampir tiap hari itu kerjaannya pergi makan kalo break. dari yang gw masuk masuk uniprep masi kurus sampe sekarang lulus berisi dan sehat :) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di uniprep sih bener bener beda sama SMAK. as mentioned several times before, disini kerjaannya tuh tiap abis ganti pelajaran (ato pas uda suntuk di kelas) pasti ke kantin buat nonton. starworld fills our day LOLL. trus enak bisa bolos bolos terus kalo udah cape tinggal pulang, beda banget deh kalo dulu nya di smak yang ketat ketat gitu. abis itu dikelas juga enak banget maenan hape gitu sambil dengerin guru ngerjain tugas. pokoknya super santai and i love it lah. paling berasa lumayan berat nya kalo lagi mau exam akhir gitu kaya kemaren ini baru seharian belajar deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malem ini baru aja ngerayain graduation night tadi di cimb niaga pas di sebelah uniprep. acaranya lumayan garing sih rada sepi yang dateng, tapi tempatnya unyu juga makannya outdoor gitu bagus jg tempatnya. tapi lumayan mengsiyokan sih jam stengah 7 mulai acara gitu dan jem stengah 9 udah selsai loh acaranya. mostly cumen foto foto sama makan doang. tapi yaahhhh kalo mellownya sih bakal jarang lagi ketemu sama mreka abis ini. gimana yachhh kalo biasanya ketemu tiap hari trus jadi jarang bgt ktemu. unyu lumayan sedih sihh. excuse the unyu lagi seneng ngmg unyu :b hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a month left di jakarta. baru lulus uniprep aja uda sedih gimana semiinggu menjelang berangkat ya ga kebayang deh haha.&lt;br /&gt;here's what im gonna miss in uniprep:&lt;br /&gt;- nonton. biarpun dirumah juga bisa nonton gatau kenapa pw aja nonton disini sama tmn tmn gitu, kadang ramerame.&lt;br /&gt;- go eat: beautika, foodhall, kem chicks, grand lucky, ketjil kitchen, sency, urban kitchen, gado gado lab, starbucks cimb, wendys, pancious, tawan, takigawa, sushi tei, pepenero, hokben, electronic solution, tekko, so so much more gak tau apa lagi deh lupa.&lt;br /&gt;- foto foto di library pake mac wahahah like odong&lt;br /&gt;- ke gi makan magnum cafe kalo brek puanjang, bolos english ke mall window shopping&lt;br /&gt;- maenan foursquare keliling jakarta ampe keluar negri bagai alay :p huahahaha&lt;br /&gt;- bawa makanan barengan bagi bagi sampe satu meja penuh makanan padahal yang makan cumen tiga cewe mungil&lt;br /&gt;- e t c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bai de wey tadi pas selsai graduation jadi kan mau ke parkiran kebetulan barengan keluarga danny, anak yang lumayan sering jadi bahan tertawaan, yang dulu pernah ditembak cewe trus sekelas ketawa dengernya, trus bokapnya bukain pintu for my family. unyu jadi gak enak anaknya sering di ketawain :$ hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah lah thats all enough for the semi-emo post. happy holiday for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3061720638780309032?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/3061720638780309032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=3061720638780309032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/3061720638780309032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/3061720638780309032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-chapter-ends.html' title='another chapter ends.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4200846123609907970</id><published>2011-05-24T21:22:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:40:47.697+07:00</updated><title type='text'>unyu</title><content type='html'>too much to say, too little word in mind to express. here are another pieces of random blablablah in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi kemaren gw baru nonton film judulnya The Last Kiss. filem lama gitu kayaknya sih. ceritanya sih sebenernya bagus, tapi entah kenapa rada bikin serem sama marriage gitu. ceritanya itu satu cowo yang udah jadian lama banget sama cewenya dan ternyata cewenya hamil, tapi mereka tetep ga mau nikah walaupun emang pacarannya tuh harmonis harmonis aja. cewenya sebenernya cantik trus baek bgt gitu ceritanya. tapi cowonya kaya galau galau sendiri gitu gara gara menurut dia bentar lagi "his life is over" as in bakal ngurusin anak gitu deh mungkin. trus entah gimana dia jadi selingkuh gitu sama cewe yg masih kuliahan gitu. cewenya juga super centil sih udah tau cowonya uda punya cewe, sebel sendiri pas nonton lol. udah gitu, ceritanya cowonya tuh kaya lg kiss kiss sama slingkuhannya trus diajak sleep gicu ama slingkuhannya tapi cowonya bisa i can't i can't. trus dia pulang deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe dirumahhh, cewenya tau dia selingkuh. trus cowonya bilang dia ga ngapangapain sama selingkuhannya cuma kiss doang several times. trus cewenya jadi histeris sendiri. according to the guy, the girl is overreacting bcos it's just a kiss and means nothing. tapi i think its more than just what he did, and what he didnt do. its why the eff did he did that in the first place. trus even worse critanya abis berantem gitu cowonya pergi dr rumah trus pergi ke rmh slingkuhannya trus sleep togeder deh tuh berdua. pas cewenya tau tambah deh marah marah lagi. trus cowonya kaya melas melas menyesal gicu. sebenernya cowonya baek sih mau jujur sama cewenya dan dia bilang dengan slingkuh dia itu dia baru sadar kalo selama ini dia gak pernah cinta sama cewe laen slaen sama cewenya. tapi yah tetep aja. kalo kaya kata beyonce sama ladygaga trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if its broken, but u can still see the crack in that motherf reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang sosuit sih parents cewenya di filem itu. intinya selama 30 tahun nikah sama istrinya, dia gak pernah sekalipun selingkuh ataupun tergoda sedikitpun. unyu sosuitt. biarpun di filem itu ceritanya bokapnya itu udah cuek sama mamanya dan gak unyunyuan kaya yang mamanya mau. sampe akhirnya malah mamanya yang slingkuh karna haus kasih sayang wkakak. tapi bokapnya cocuitt sekali disana hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottomline, filemnya bagus sih biarpun bikin serem karna ceritanya di film itu cowonya pertama kliatannya baek baek gitu tapi tetep aja bisa tergoda. tapiii okay its just a movie so what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anotherrrr thingggg in mind is lusa final exam chem. dan itu hari terakhir di uniprep. sedihsedih sekali, that is the last school for me. abis ini udah jadi mahasiswa deychh yaampun kok kaya udah tua yah. SMA aja gak berasa tiba tiba udah lulus aja. dan sebulan lebih beberapa hari udah berangkat. yaampun kalo ngebayangin udah mau berangkat tuh paling bingung deh. perasaan baru kemaren ngeblog tentang hari pertama uniprep sekarang udah ngeblog hari terakhir uniprep dan sebentar lagi mungkin bakal ngeblog hari pertama uni.&lt;br /&gt;time flies fast like a g6 :b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4200846123609907970?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/4200846123609907970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=4200846123609907970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4200846123609907970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4200846123609907970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/05/unyu.html' title='unyu'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6444649973953174961</id><published>2011-05-18T10:33:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:34:41.007+07:00</updated><title type='text'>day two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: small; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;div class="deleteBody"&gt;&lt;h2 class="postTitle" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;day 2&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p class="postBody" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); "&gt;hari pertama selesaiii :D&lt;br /&gt;posting from cuppa coffee - ex, lagi mau blajar maths disini buat exam besok :) dirumah gak bisaaa belajarr pasti kalo gak makan malah nonton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ex kaya baru buka gitu jadi super sepi beda banget sama malem minggu :b acnya juga pada blom nyala uhh super duper panas. tapi disini enak deh lagunya acoustic, i love studying with acoustic :) ga tau kenapa deh tapi belajar di mall tu rasanya enak banget. apalagi kalo mallnya lagi rame. beda banget ama belajar di kamar boooooring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah deh begini aja celotehan gak pentingnya, wanna study now hoho. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6444649973953174961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-two.html' title='day two'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8124477290851514716</id><published>2011-05-17T17:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T17:29:47.322+07:00</updated><title type='text'>E-1</title><content type='html'>time flies faster than ever when you least expect it to. last time i post before today is like the start of 2011 and here we are almost mid 2011. which means i'm about to leave in no time. almost everytime night comes i get all galau and stuff cos another day is gonna past, so unimportant :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo, tomorrow is my first final exam. english sama computer practical dan semua buku buku itu ketinggalan di loker. jadi sekarang sampe jam segini belom belajar sama sekali karna emang ga tau juga sih harus belajar apa. kebanyakan bahan sampe ga tau apa yang mau di pelajarin. exam baru kelar minggu depan dan disambut li bu ran pan janggggg yihaaa. tapi ga tau mau ngapain juga si selama liburan menyambut keberangkatan sebentar lagi. mungkin bakal jalan jalan terus tiap hari like last year's holiday. tapi kali ini bakal lebih dipuaspuasin karna baru balik ke jakarta lagi desember. dipikir pikir sih ga lama juga kalo desember uda balik lg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hal yang paaaasti sering banget dilakuin pas liburan itu: makan. makan selalu makan selaaaaalu. pergi kalo ga makan rasanya ga afdol. apalagi kalo lg pacaran ama si bebi pasti kerjaannya makan. mau bikin list banyak makanan yang mau dimakan sebelom berangkat ah hihi.&lt;br /&gt;ah iyaa tadinya liburan mau ke bali, tapii karna waktu perencanaan yang terlalu mepet jadi gak jadi deych sedihnya padahal udah mau ke pantai maenan pasir sama maen aer. uhh kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;trus enak bangettt lagi anak anak sma laen tuh lulus lulusan ada prom. gw ga bakalan pernah merasakan prom deh huhu sedihnya. di uniprep dulu cuma ada uniprep night yang katanya sih lumayan suram, gatau juga i lagi di bali dulu gak hadir. terus paling graduation night nanti abis exam, its nothing like prom kayaknya :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh iya dan sampai hari ini blom ngurus visa loh :) hebat kan. entar giliran visa gak kluar aja, gak berangkat sih lucu sekali.&lt;br /&gt;sudahlah can't think of anymore unimportant stuff to type :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8124477290851514716?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1049686062193619146</id><published>2011-05-17T16:24:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T16:44:15.080+07:00</updated><title type='text'>rilesyenship.</title><content type='html'>I used to think masa paling indah dari hubungan itu masa PDKT. Masa itu semua usaha dikerahin sama cowo buat narik perhatian. Di masa itu pasti semua orang jauh lebih perhatian, pengertian, pokoknya semuanya lah buat keliatan bagus dimata kita. Pas itu juga exciting dan suka deg-degan gak jelas. Pegangan tangan aja bisa bikin kesenengan sampe malem mau tidur inget-inget terus. Kejadian romantis kecil sama kata-kata yang menjurus ke cinta-cintaan dikit aja juga bisa bikin excited. Itu kalo gw juga suka sama orang yang lg PDKT. Kalo ngga sih berasa biasa aja ga ada getar-getarannya hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain PDKT masa yang nyenengin itu adalah pas ditembak dan baru jadian. Sekitar bulan pertama jadian, kayaknya berlaku tuh istilah “dunia milik berdua, yang lain ngontrak”, soalnya emang masa baru jadian itu semuanya serba indah. Masih harmonislah gitu, belom yang namanya berantem-berantem, kayaknya jarang juga bulan pertama jadian udah berantem, biasa sih masih hot gitu hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seiring berjalannya waktu, kalo kata orang-orang sih masuk bulan ke lima itu paling rawan berantem. Kayaknya sih karna pas udah masuk bulan segitu udah sedikit berkurang tingkat keromantisan sama perhatiannya. Terus salah satu pasti ngerasa pasangannya udah gak sayang sama dia, meskipun sebenernya sih kayaknya bukan gitu juga, trus jadinya berantem deh. Tapi emang ada sih orang kalo emang bosenan and not ready to settle down, pasti masuk bulan segituan udah mulai males deh. Apalagi kalo sering berantem dan baru ketauan sifatnya gak cocok. Secara banyakan orang pas masa PDKT atau baru jadian itu masih jaim jadi sifat aslinya blom begitu keliatan huahaha. Tapi kalo emang dua orang itu cocok dan saling sayang sih harusnya ngelewatin lima bulan, setaon, atau lima taon, atau lebih harusnya gak masalah. Kalo engga, putus kayaknya ga ada salahnya secara masih muda juga hahahaha. I think kalo hubungan nyiksa juga mending putus dan mellow paling sebulan terus move on deh :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin salah satu alesan orang ganti-ganti pacar karna dia cumen mau enaknya aja kali ya. Jadi mau jalanin hubungan awal-awalnya doang karna emang masa itu yang paling enak. Kalo hubungannya udah mulai ga enak langsung diakhiri deh trus cari lagi yang laen :p. kayaknya sih orang begitu belom ketemu yang bener-bener pas aja. Mungkin kalo udah ketemu yang bener-bener click, kalo bahasa kerennya udah ada chemistry nya lah, ga bakal mau cari-cari yang lain lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu gw emang paling suka masa PDKT, bahkan dulu sampe ga mau jadian karna sering denger temen broken heart jadi galau-galau gitu. I told myself back then that I don’t wanna feel a broken heart. Tapi kayaknya jadian putus jadian putus itu biasa itung-itung cari pengalaman. Kalo dapet pasangan yang buruk ya pelajaran buat ga nyari yang kayak gitu lagi entarnya hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PDKT emang exciting. Tapi sekarang menurut gw jadian lebih exciting. Ga perlu lagi jaim-jaiman, jadi diri sendiri, kalo pacar ga suka ya udah pergi aja berarti ur not for me :p dan kalo udah ketemu yang klop rasanya enak aja jadi ada temen buat ngobrol setiap hari, jadi ada yang diperhatiin dan merhatiin, jadi belajar lebih pengertian, dan kadang bisa bikin kita jadi orang lebih baik lg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my boo, thanks for always being there for me. Udah jadiin masa selama jadian ini ga kayak jadian udah lama, berasanya masih baru jadian karna emang setiap hari itu menyenangkan and you made me a better person actually :D, what I love about this relationship is kita itu super jarang berantem, bisa dibilang hampir ga pernah sih. Kalo ada masalah dia selalu bilang buat ngomongin langsung jgn di simpen-simpen, biar lega. And it worked really well. He also become my boyfriend and my friend at the same time. Semoga kedepannya semuanya bisa kaya gini stay sweet and stay connected and stay deeply in love with each other, or even better :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1049686062193619146?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1049686062193619146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=1049686062193619146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1049686062193619146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1049686062193619146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/05/rilesyenship.html' title='rilesyenship.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-5128570221409344774</id><published>2011-01-11T20:44:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:45:05.639+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it is unfair. just unfair.</title><content type='html'>here's my first post for 2011. it's the 11th day already. it feels like yesterday was just new year. this is the second day of school and I'm already ex-------hausted! few days away until the first semester exam comes. it's SUCKS but what I'm looking forward is the one-week-holiday after the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's getting closer to July, which is when I'm going to sydney for uni. it's less than a year and I am terrified like hell. not afraid of coming to a new country, but afraid of leaving everything behind. I am so not ready to go. and not thrilled to go as well. I'm not 100% sure of sydney. I wanted to go somewhere else. somewhere new where none of my siblings have lived in. not that I don't wanna live with them. it's just that I want to have something new to tell when I go back to Jakarta for holiday. new exciting things that they have never experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't even know what to take for university. i was not, and will not, be interested in science. food tech is the only one which is "not bad". many people are trying to find their passion in life. I found mine and unable to pursue it for now :|.&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm unable to memorize some formula for over a week. but I'm able to memorize several kinds of shoes bags or clothes for more than a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's schedule suck the most. got nigel's class two hours straight in the morning. and got chem practice test, and I can't study even a lil freakin thing about chem cause the smart me lost the locker key and all my books are in there. hope tomorrow there's something that could cheer the day up. 3-|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-5128570221409344774?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/5128570221409344774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=5128570221409344774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5128570221409344774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5128570221409344774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-unfair-just-unfair.html' title='it is unfair. just unfair.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4689101358066121290</id><published>2010-11-22T01:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T01:24:24.144+07:00</updated><title type='text'>neweek.</title><content type='html'>1 a.m. Monday 22 Nov 2010.&lt;br /&gt;still feels like sunday to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week is a very very great week. starting with friday two weeks ago, I spend almost everyday with my boo :) only last thursday we din meet. it was cliche actually, movie cafe restaurant, but it's still fun if I spend it with him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's schedule is quite good, not too full. got nothing to complain, everything's good :). eventhough I still hate waking up in the morning to go to school, but I should make the most of uniprep. this is the last "school" for me, after this it's all about university. so I should have fun while I'm still here :). can't imagine how univerity life would be, in a whole new country, which I will be in in less than a year :|. this sure is bothering my mind this few days, I'm getting even more scared when a month end. time really pass fast. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4689101358066121290?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/4689101358066121290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=4689101358066121290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4689101358066121290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4689101358066121290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/11/neweek.html' title='neweek.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-2574409932286357635</id><published>2010-11-13T23:51:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T00:02:50.527+07:00</updated><title type='text'>we will never sayy byeee.</title><content type='html'>can't believe it's november already. the year is almost over :p then july will come and that's it, berangkat to syd. sometimes it's exciting, but sometimes it's killing me to think about that. I have never been able to say goodbye to lots of things. my room, my bed, my parents, families, friends, boyfriend, mall, and everything. ohmy, I'm sure gonna miss all of that D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if the day comes when it's my last day. sure it's not like I'm not coming back to Jakarta again, but still it is gonna be very hard for me to say goodbye to many things and people. all the routines, all my family, boyfriend, friends. there's sure gonna be a lot of tears, and I hate it :(. I don't wanna say goodbye, I wanna take everyone to syd :p hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going there is gonna be fun too, but it will be very different than here. different environment, people, etc. and I'm quite afraid to face all of that :|.&lt;br /&gt;there are a lot of things which are scaring me, too many to mention, but I sure don't want that day to come fast :(:( :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-2574409932286357635?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/2574409932286357635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=2574409932286357635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2574409932286357635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2574409932286357635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-will-never-sayy-byeee.html' title='we will never sayy byeee.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6097253853328170457</id><published>2010-11-01T21:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:54:58.676+07:00</updated><title type='text'>o my gosh im so in love</title><content type='html'>I should've study physics now, since I got a quiz on wednesday. but I have no interest in physics, at all! since I was in the junior high school I've hated physics. but now, want don't i have to study deh :| since I need the grade to get in to university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm watching style network. there's this show called How Do I Look. this isn't a cliche make-over show. but this show also shows how make-over is very necessary for some people and it is very useful for their life. looking good in an appropriate clothing goes a long way. some can change their life, some can help in their career, but the most important is how people will see and have a good first impression on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love style network on the weekend cause there's a How Do I Look marathon and I just love how people shop for clothes, mixing and matching clothes, choosing hair model and make up for someone, so that they'll look better. there are some client who had a very weird style. some dress like it's halloween everyday, some dress like they just got off a night shift, some dress like they just got out of bed, some OVERdress and i mean OVER, some only have all-purple clothes, accesories, shoes, and everything, etc. the host Jeannie Mai also has a good style, every series she looks stunning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to see how different clothes, make up, and hairdo can change someone completely. it can make them more confident. help them to get a job and have a date. it changed the way people look at them too. when before people don't take a second glance at them, after the make over I'm pretty sure everyone will notice them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, there are a lot of tips in this channel. make up tips, dressing up tips, hairdo tips, etc. there's this one tips to show how to walk with heels, and the tips is to imagine like there's a quarter between your butt cheeks, that would help to walk properly in heels. and it works :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than style network, E is also very good. especially fashion police where they always have something to say about celebrity fashion and sometimes give out jokes. when eva mendez wore a belt that doesn't go with the dress, gay man would say "OMG look at her belt!" while straight man would say, "who cares! look at her body" LOL :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm looking forward to Nia's 18th birthday :) this friday should be fun :) plus it's holidayy wooohoo :D&lt;br /&gt;but for now I have to study physics :| I wonder if I took a design course, would I complain as much? maybe not, cause there's no burden doing something I love. like drawing hundreds of mannequins and  mixing and matching thousands of clothes. I really got no problem with that and I won't complain as much.&lt;br /&gt;now I'm stuck with this circular-motion-crap. oh my, it's so annoying having to study something I'm not interested in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-6097253853328170457?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/6097253853328170457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=6097253853328170457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6097253853328170457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6097253853328170457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-my-gosh-im-so-in-love.html' title='o my gosh im so in love'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-3265759964937753478</id><published>2010-10-15T21:27:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T21:51:07.054+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hair oh hair</title><content type='html'>just now I tried to curl my hair, my short hair, my current hair. and it look like crap :(((( miss my old hair sosososo much, my long hair D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/TLhlc_DwjaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2IXfUvyBs0g/s320/IMG_0400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528280091235224994" /&gt;    &lt;img style="width: 125px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/TLhn_JPEhDI/AAAAAAAAADM/2d7IeTuK6K8/s320/66508_1655184500073_1250882774_1815965_2629883_n2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528282877105833010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the difference D': &lt;br /&gt;but I do love the bangs :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3265759964937753478?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/3265759964937753478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=3265759964937753478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/3265759964937753478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/3265759964937753478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/10/hair-oh-hair.html' title='hair oh hair'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/TLhlc_DwjaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2IXfUvyBs0g/s72-c/IMG_0400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-7272410845099296229</id><published>2010-10-14T21:10:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:52:31.893+07:00</updated><title type='text'>especially for you ♥</title><content type='html'>I recently read my blog that I've posted on May. That was the time when I was all sad and down. Then I feel so stupid for wasting my time feeling sad and all :p. but there was one post titled "just an ordinary girl" that I posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl that needs someone by her side&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl that needs someone to hold her close&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl that needs someone to cheer her up&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl that needs someone to support her&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl that needs someone to understand her&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl that needs someone who can make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl that needs someone to comfort her&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl that needs someone who'll be her shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl that needs someone to appreciate what i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess I found that "someone" :D that is my beloved babyHenry :)) we've been together for more than two months now, and I love him even more everyday :D. He always holds me close, cheer me up, supports me, understands me, makes me laugh, comforts me, be my shoulder to cry on, and always appreciate every thing I did. I feel very happy to be with him and everytime he's around. He really knows how to cheer me up. He's very sweet and I feel lucky to find him :))&lt;br /&gt;I love every moment I spent with him. Everytime we say goodbye, I wish we could have more times to spend together. Everytime he holds my hand, I feel right, his fingers fit perfectly between the space of my fingers :D&lt;br /&gt;He fills my day with laughter and love. and I thank God that we're together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.8.10 ♥ GBus O:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/TLcVxTCPdvI/AAAAAAAAACk/iuu603JVKoM/s1600/62329_139452529434348_100001088065009_204473_2291127_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/TLcVxTCPdvI/AAAAAAAAACk/iuu603JVKoM/s320/62329_139452529434348_100001088065009_204473_2291127_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527911004288022258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7272410845099296229?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/7272410845099296229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=7272410845099296229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7272410845099296229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7272410845099296229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/10/especially-for-you.html' title='especially for you ♥'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/TLcVxTCPdvI/AAAAAAAAACk/iuu603JVKoM/s72-c/62329_139452529434348_100001088065009_204473_2291127_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-7651029423266374823</id><published>2010-09-29T18:44:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:11:27.030+07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days till Mid :D</title><content type='html'>just now I got a broadcast message from BBM informing that there's a kerusuhan in ampera or something. it said that people were carrying golok, samurai, dkk and start hitting people pig-blind-ly (membabibuta). I thought it was just a hoax but then someone told it was real, ihh so scary deh :S. I wonder why people can be so sadis like that. Don't they have brain? :p&lt;br /&gt;then my mom got that message too and she's all paranoid cause I always drive alone to foundy and it's located in South Jakarta, that's where the kerusuhan was :p. can't say I'm not afraid, but I just don't really care, I mean if anything bad is going to happen (omg amit-amit!), if that's already fate then what can I do :p.&lt;br /&gt;plus there's another broadcast message informing that in 2030 it is predicted that Indonesia's going to drown. and (again) my mom is paranoid and ask me to quickly move to Australia :p yeah sometimes my mom is paranoid just because of those kinds of message hahahah :p especially when the message is about kidnapping teen girls and all those crap :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the wayyy, I've purchased a sewing machine! \=D/ it hasn't come yet cause I purchased it online, this is the first time and I'm a little nervous :p I'm afraid the sewing machine is gonna be dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;ahh but I just can't wait to sew my first clothes and wear it and put a label on it with my name on it :D :D yea I know it's not as easy as it sound, cause I never, ever, ever, operate a sewing machine, I don't even know how to use it :p I just love to see people using in the television, it seems like it's so easy :D&lt;br /&gt;but that's alright, there's a manual book to learn how to use it. I wonder what my first clothes will look like :D&lt;br /&gt;after I'm able to sew clothes, I really really wanna learn how to make bags or even shoes! ahh if I can make it all by myself, I will be sooo proud to use it :D especially with my label on it ♥_♥ can't waittt !!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh next week is my midterm exam for semester one. so so so nervous, but on the other hand I can't wait for it :D I'm always excited everytime exam is close, don't know why :p. I think I need to study hard cause I have difficulty with the language. yes the language is heavy (y) hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;this friday is Uniprep's sports day. it's kinda like a classmeeting. It takes place at taman menteng I think (?).&lt;br /&gt;ahh it's wednesday night already. two more days until weekend :D. I don't know why but in Uniprep I don't feel burden like in school. not that I don't study at all, I do study, but in a more relaxing way. weekdays don't feel as heavy like it was at school :). plus there's a new entertainment in the class.&lt;br /&gt;whenever I start feeling bored or sleepy, I always bother my Dearest-MostHandsome-friend-Danny-Sebastian. hahahahah and by bother I mean being an annoying orange and start asking him question about his love life hahahahha :D the way he reacts is just so funny :D :D&lt;br /&gt;he's actually very kind, but there's something in him that attracts me to bother him hahahaahha :D actually it's not just me, it's almost the whole class and sometimes even the teacher hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon school ends at 2pm so I decided to go to smak2 to meet windy n coi, then I go to burger king with windy aping n bejo, it's almost just like when I was still in smak2, going somewhere to eat after school, it's almost everyday :p&lt;br /&gt;I sure miss high school, but I won't complain being in Uniprep. It's also exciting in a different kind of way :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now I gotta start studying, I need to start nyicil for mid. I never nyicil-study everytime I have an exam. I just believe that studying a day before the exam is much better. I mean the things we learn will be fresher in our mind. but now I think there's nothing wrong with trying to study nyicil :D&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7651029423266374823?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/7651029423266374823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=7651029423266374823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7651029423266374823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7651029423266374823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-now-i-got-broadcast-message-from.html' title='5 days till Mid :D'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-2810180291213336378</id><published>2010-09-13T16:53:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T21:44:45.188+07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything starts from a dream.</title><content type='html'>okay lebaran holiday is over, back to school. the holiday, which is supershort, was filled with boring days in puncak. I'd rather spend my holiday in Jakarta going to the mall everyday :p&lt;br /&gt;now back to school, and there are works I haven't done. actually I'm planning on studying chemistry tonight. unfortunately, VMA 2010 are on the telly and I can't seem to stop watching :p but I watch it as I do my learner's journal :)&lt;br /&gt;oh btw I just realized that next month is my midterm exam, and it's 25% of my GPA. okay, I'm very parno actually. cause I've been taking uniprep santai-ly. think I really have to start to be more diligent from now on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bieber is on mtv now, he's singing somebody to love, live. and mostly the audiences are girls. I wonder why so many girls are Bieber-freak. I can see that he's cute and all, but how come there are a lot who go crazy with him :p. My Chace Crawford is even cuter than him :p huahahaha. however I'm jealous of those people, they're able to get a lot of money doing things that they love and it seems like a lot of fun :). being famous, rich, etc just by dancing, singing and everything. they even get to attend awards with fancy clothes, having a lot of fans, and the best of it all is they made a lot of money just by having fun like that :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how that feels like. making money doing things that I love. I really hope I can make a lot of money from my passion in fashion.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I always wanted:  I want to have my own brand, and is known throughout the world. My dresses worn to awards and people will notice the brand, my brand :p. and with my own money I'm able to buy everything I wanted. I wanna have my own bill-up cars, all the latest stuff from every brand, closet full of heels and bags and dresses and accessories , etc, all with my own money :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, it's all just my wish, for now all I have to do is study harder, and get a high GPA, get in to UNSW and figure out other things after that :p &lt;br /&gt;but how am I suppose to study harder if I'm superduper lazy like this, since I entered uniprep after that long holiday filled with hanging out everyday, I become very lazy :( got no motivation to study hard, cause I still don't even know what to take for university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gotta do my journal now, it's getting late and I'm already sleepy after this long day. till next time! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-2810180291213336378?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/2810180291213336378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=2810180291213336378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2810180291213336378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2810180291213336378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/09/okay-lebaran-holiday-is-over-back-to.html' title='everything starts from a dream.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8321047429198869232</id><published>2010-08-13T21:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:21:53.964+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hunger fills my day today</title><content type='html'>I just finished my dinner. Today my dinner is nasi uduk which is super duper delicious. This is the second meal I had for today. Today I only eat 2 times, and I'm not proud of it :p hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up at 4.45 and the stupid me, in my mind it's 5.45, the usual time for me to wake up. And I get ready till 5.30. In my mind it's 6.30. And I was about to leave home when I saw the sky is still dark. And I thought it's because it's cloudy. Fortunately, I looked at my phone and yeah it's still 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;I've waste an hour of sleeping! Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;So because I'm still super sleepy, I slept for an hour, and leave home for school at 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to subud for phys and chemist lab. I went there by Dexa's car.&lt;br /&gt;First it was physics lab which is easy, then chemist. Okay, I was VERY hungry! I was hungry since the night before malahan.&lt;br /&gt;But there's no break today. So I have to wait till 12. And I got home at 12.45 and that's my first meal. It was fussili :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today until tuesday I widowed *kalo kata bella* because my boy leave me to sg huahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Hope he had fun there :) ahh I miss him already... Tuesday please come faster! :)&lt;br /&gt;Ah jadi pengen holiday also nih. But I prefer going to Bali sih. I really wanna go to Bali again :) I just love the beach, the atmosphere and everything there :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh it would be great to go to Bali with boyfriend :) like walking on the beach side with our toes in the sand, the waves sweep our feet gently, the sunset &lt;3, ahhh everythinggg .I love it thereeee. The cafe and everything :)&lt;br /&gt;Other than with boyfriend, it's actually also fun going there with friends. Yah same amount of fun, but different definition of "Fun" :p heheehe&lt;br /&gt;Ahh pokoknya I want holiday deh :p not holiday sih, I want the walking-walking to out-country heheheeehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I din go anywhere. Too tired to drive today :p and now I'm chatting with Bella on msn. Halfly waiting for my guy to online :p hahaahaa&lt;br /&gt;But I think he can't online today. It's okay sih since he's there for walking-walking, not chatting with me :) hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Keren jg ya nanti di tny "weekend going where?" "Singapore".huahaha gaul bener malmingan ampe ke spore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah this September I have to go to Baliiiii, or maybe Pulau Tidung yang windy bilaaang. I want beach beach beach... But not beach like Ancol beach or Lokasari beach *loh?* hahahahaahaha&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love how romantic a beach is :) I always find beach the most romantic place. But a quiet one, not crowded like Kuta. Like in Lombok or dreamland. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduh by de weiiii 2mggu lagi hari selasanya fby ud go to chinaaaa :'( and I'm gonna miss her SO BAD!&lt;br /&gt;She's one of my best frienddddd and I can't imagine her going to stadi ebrot tu chainaaaa :(&lt;br /&gt;Ah but next year I'm also gonna leave my best friend :'(. Well, want how again (mau gimana lagi) hehehehe. Whatever lah it's still a year, I don't care :p&lt;br /&gt;But feby is leaving in less than 2weeks :'(&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I'm gonna miss you so much my bestyyyy &lt;3 take care of yourself there and never forget your besty, me :)&lt;br /&gt;You should know that distance won't seperate us &lt;3 cocuit &lt;3 hhahahahahhahaa :)&lt;br /&gt;and you can always count on me :)&lt;br /&gt;Love you girl &lt;3 &lt;3 :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8321047429198869232?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/8321047429198869232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=8321047429198869232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8321047429198869232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8321047429198869232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/08/hunger-fills-my-day-today.html' title='hunger fills my day today'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-7366736574766849000</id><published>2010-08-11T16:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:51:37.853+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ILYTHL :)</title><content type='html'>I am SO tired today. I don't know why but today's class is boo-ooring!&lt;br /&gt;today I have a maths quiz and I think I'm doing quite well hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;today's class finished at 3, and tomorrow at 4! Omg, today aja feelnya wanna faint loh. Apa lagi tomorrow :'(&lt;br /&gt;But maybe it's because I slept only for few hours last night, but I don't mind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually since few days ago I wanna write a blog, there have been so many things I'd like to write, but since I am so lazy, I postpone it for days, and now I forgot everything I wanted to post :p&lt;br /&gt;btw, yesterday I found an interesting paragraph in a novel by Agnes Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;" cinta adalah perasaan yang mendapat perhatian terbesar dari setiap insan. semua tau, setiap insan pasti sama, pernah merasakan cinta dalam hidupnya, hidupnya berubah karena cinta, atau cinta pernah menempati prioritas utama dalam hidupnya.&lt;br /&gt;Omong kosong jika ada orang yang bilang ia tak peduli cinta, karena sejak lahir, kita tidak bisa lepas dari cinta. Cinta pada ibu, ayah, saudara, teman, sesama, dan yang paling pelik urusannya adalah bentuk cinta yang paling egois, yaitu cinta terhadap lawan jenis.&lt;br /&gt;Disebut egois karena cinta ini cuma bisa satu lawan satu. Seorang ibu bisa mencintai beberapa anak, seorang manusia bisa mencintai banyak teman, dan jika kita berkata bahwa kita cinta sesama, mustahil yang kita cintai hanya satu orang saja.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi cinta lawan jenis cuma bisa terhadap satu orang saja.&lt;br /&gt;saat jatuh cinta, manusia bisa melupakan segalanya. Cinta langsung merebut perhatian menjadi yang nomor satu, bahkan mengalahkan harga diri dan uang. Dan jika cinta tak terbalas, terkadang perasaan ini langsung berubah ekstrem menjadi benci."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of it I agree, but some of it, I think it's too lebay. :D&lt;br /&gt;And today I read an article in the english book. The main idea that I get is mostly about what men and women see in their mate. It said that women care more about material, and men care more about physical appearance.&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's not be hypocrite, physical appearance is important I think. However first impression is about appearance, right?&lt;br /&gt;So I think it's not only men who think appearance matter, women also :p&lt;br /&gt;But maybe women think that chemistry and attitude are more important than appearance.&lt;br /&gt;Material... Not only women, men also think it's important. What can we do without money? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking talking appearance, it's alright right if a girl wears make up. Maybe natural beauty is good, but for those who don't have natural beauty, it's  alright to try to look good right, because I happen to know few people who thinks that putting on make up is kinda weird. :p&lt;br /&gt;And talking talking about it too,&lt;br /&gt;That is why I love fashion :p. Maybe a doctor can cure sick people, doctors are useful. But fashion designer not lose important *ga kalah penting*.&lt;br /&gt;Because let's face it, when you look beautiful and stylish, it built your confidence right?&lt;br /&gt;Fashion can make you look more beautiful, thinner and slimmer in some case, and most of it all fashion can make you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you look good, you feel good :D.&lt;br /&gt;That's why designer not lose important with doctor, because designer can make people feel good :p&lt;br /&gt;awww I wanna be a designer so badly :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7366736574766849000?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/7366736574766849000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=7366736574766849000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7366736574766849000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/7366736574766849000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/08/ilythl.html' title='ILYTHL :)'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1780681797857099727</id><published>2010-08-02T20:36:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T21:31:53.235+07:00</updated><title type='text'>acoustic</title><content type='html'>On my previous post I've posted some short dialog like this,&lt;br /&gt;B: "are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;G: "yes, I am"&lt;br /&gt;B: *look at the girl's eyes* "no you're not" *hug the girl*...&lt;br /&gt;It's just kinda sweet right when your guy know how you're feeling without you saying it :p&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a girl just pretend to agree to something or pretend to look okay even when they're not, cause they're expecting the guy would know how they really feel.&lt;br /&gt;But not all guy can understand that. Sometimes things should be spoken directly, we cannot expect someone to understand us everytime, right?&lt;br /&gt;Although it would be very nice if a guy could understand us that way :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got back from the gym, in the car alone listening to acoustic song all the way home. It just makes me in the mood for love-love-an :D,&lt;br /&gt;So here's few romantic scene *according to me of course :D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A guy and a girl in a car, listening to a very romantic love song. They guy, one hand on the steering wheel, one hand hugging the girl :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A guy holding his girl's hand and walk through the beach, alone.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. On a beach side cafe, a girl lay down her head on the guy's shoulder, and the guy running his hand through the girls hair and belai her hair gently :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When a girl's terrified bcause of something, the guy hugs her tightly and whisper "everything's gonna be okay, I'm here" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A girl crying on a guy's shoulder and the guy don't say a word, just gently belai the girl's hair and it's seems like the guy is silently saying "everything's gonna be alright".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When it's cold, the guy gives his jacket to the girl (I know it's very common but it's still romantic I think :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A guy playing a guitar and sing a love song for the girl, it's even better when the guy made the song himself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc lah, there's so many in my mind :p&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it just nice to have a guy that treat you like you are the most beautiful girl in the world. A guy that would make you feel special. That would let you know that you're the only one. And the one that would never make you down :)&lt;br /&gt;But the best of it all is to have a guy who understands you, understands you more than you understand yourself... :D&lt;br /&gt;And a guy who can make you fall for them, fell deep enough to make you smile all day long just by remembering their face or their words or their everything :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1780681797857099727?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1780681797857099727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=1780681797857099727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1780681797857099727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1780681797857099727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/08/acoustic_02.html' title='acoustic'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-111755875811317391</id><published>2010-07-21T23:24:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:47:15.942+07:00</updated><title type='text'>if you're not the one...</title><content type='html'>heyy today is a pretty good day for me :)&lt;br /&gt;first, i woke up today at 8am and get ready till 9am and went directly to school. and by school i mean SMAK2 ahaha. pas jam 9 dia orang lagi pada break gitu. then i went straight to the canteen. disana ada windy and yona and clara lagi pacaran bertiga. hahaha. thenn i met the others. then ketemu si agum and nissi. hahaha. then kita pacaran deh bertiga. wkawkakw. i gossip with agum for a while and laugh laugh with them.&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately the bell rang so i go to the class with them until the teacher came in. trus dikelas ketemu dia orang dehh. aping yanto babe panu and the other. hahaha. then say byebyee and went straight to the car. trus go to starbucks dehh. hang there for a while and went to uniprep at 11.30. today class started at 12pm hahaha. santai abis kalo gini tiap hari sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus uda deh sampe sana langsung masuk class pas itu english tutorial 2 jam. i really like this class actually. ahahaa. we had a discussion there about several topics. trus abis english for two hours kita break sejam. jadi i go to PP by foot tadi with my friends. they ate wendys cause it's the fastest food there. we story2x there lah for a while. and i don't eat cause I ate too much this morning. and my stomach is very buncit. actually i'm very ngiler watching them eat. but since i'm still full, i don't have the will to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truss we go back to class deh. maths lecture class for an hour. i got no lense and no glasses. so i can't study hahaha. study sihh but little little. laugh more and talk more actually. ahaha. because my mouth is gatel if i don't talk. today's class is very nyantai sihh :) and I really like it. sering sering aja deh sehari cumen bljr 3 jam hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;4pm the class is dismissed. so I rush to the car and drive home. soalnya 4.30 3in1 so i have to hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in such a good mood today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm watching fashion rewind on style network. this morning when i'm in starbucks i also read a fashion magazine. i saw all this dresses with the designer label. i really really really wish someday my name would be in those magazines and television like that. i'm planning on taking a sewing lesson immediately. i already knew a place and i have to daftar hurry hurry! i wanna make my own clothes with my own label on it! :D :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time :) &lt;3 bonsoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-111755875811317391?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/111755875811317391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=111755875811317391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/111755875811317391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/111755875811317391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-youre-not-one.html' title='if you&apos;re not the one...'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4260768324094265260</id><published>2010-07-18T22:45:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T23:11:29.843+07:00</updated><title type='text'>endweekend</title><content type='html'>todayy sunday so it means this is the end of this weekend for this week. :p&lt;br /&gt;this week is pretty fun actually :)&lt;br /&gt;went to uniprep, met new friends. hangout from friday till sunday with high school friends :D yeaa miss them a LOT ! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday i went to gadingg for gym sama si aping and axel. trus kita pulangnya ke my house deh gosip sambil hahahaha. then on saturday, tadinya sorenya mo jalan with windy ampe malem baru ke jetski cafe, but because lamanya gua sama windy milih baju, akhirnya kita ngaret BANGET n akhirnya langsung dijemput with my friend trus langsung deh ke jetski, garagara takut macet hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but uda pada bilang laper, akhirnya kita muter2x dulu deh di pluit. baru juga mo parkir turun gitu cari makanan sambil jalan didaerah pluis yg banyak makanan gitu, i dont understand daerahnya hahaha. tibatiba ujan, kampret kan hahha. akhirnya kita ga jadi deh muter2x, akhirnya makan di abuba steak dehh. okehh lah, kenyang juga hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thenn akhirnya kita ke jetski deh, padahal uda kenyang gila hahhaa. akhirnya disana cumen pesen minum and fries ama appetizer gitu deh hahaha. eh ternyata si henry lewa jelek juga ke jetski, ahahaa kebetulan bener hahaa. trus udah deh we take take photo disana, trus ada band gitu deh jadi kita mayan betah dsana lamalama hahaha. then tadinya mo pindah tempat ke bensol pik or ex tapi unfortunately kaga jadi :( trus yaudah dehh go back home, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus hari ini sunday morning udah ke gereja di mgk. trus eat eat gitu lahh disana, then we go to gading deh mo ntn inception. eh ternyata penuh bgt hahaha, trus pindah tempat deh ke artha. okei lah tu film hahaha. tp sdikit bosenin ampe td ampir tidur bentar hahahaha, ujung2xnya baru deh seru :p. it's good to hang with them :D.&lt;br /&gt;trus skrg gua laper setengah idup ga ada makanan :( mau delivery males nelpon, mau masak males repot, ga ada makanas yg cepet gitu. trus yaudah tadi pas kedepan ada nyokap sekalian deh ikutan nge-wine. kwkawkakw. and now a little bit pusing hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the end for this weekend this week. till next time! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4260768324094265260?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/4260768324094265260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=4260768324094265260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4260768324094265260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4260768324094265260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/07/endweekend.html' title='endweekend'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-5834173385007613864</id><published>2010-07-14T21:07:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:29:07.652+07:00</updated><title type='text'>secondday</title><content type='html'>okay in my room right now. watching music video on MTV Hits. current video playing is You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the second day in Uniprep. it's not as bad as the first. I mean the lesson. hahaha. started with English Language class for 2 hours. disuruh presentation about out education gitu. past education, current education, sama future education. dan akhirnya gua dpt giliran paling akhir, which is good. hahhahaa. semuanya berjalan lancar. :D hihihih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udh gitu comp lab gitu, ampun kaya masih SD aja, blajarin microsoft word 2007. okey it's very easy. jadi setengah 12 yang udah kelar udah boleh keluar. nah itu break deh smpe jam 2. jadi ada waktu 2 setengah jam. kita akhirnya berlapan ke sency makan sushitei. berlapan itu consisting of: gua, gaby, ipang, franco, hobert, teguh, danny, sm kenny ya kalo ga slah namanya (?) oke gua ga inget semua namanya sampe skrg, hahahaha. gua makan dengar barbar. pesen salmon skin roll, stamina roll, sama taiyaki. maybe it's sedikit for some people, tapi but orang mungil kaya gua it's too many :p hahahahaha but can't help it, i'm SUPER hungry that moment. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya gue enek gila makan gituan. trus abis makan kita ke zara dengan dodolnya. and gua naksir satu heels. omg bagus nyaa $.$...... thenn we go around around trus ga berasa udah 1.45. jadi cuma ada 15 menit buat balik kesekolah. yes, it's impossible. trus kita cri taksi akhirnya. and ya udah telat bgt lah hahaha. akhirnya karna jalannya muter dr senci ke uniprep. kita terpaksa turun tgh jalan n naek jembatan penyebrangan. it's my first time! ahahahhaa. norak.&lt;br /&gt;armaan bbm me and told me that the teacher was already there. okay so we are late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah deh masukmasuk ternyata gurunya santai aja, dia blg pokonya asal jangan telat 15 menit. yaudah laen kali gua telat 14 menit deh..&lt;br /&gt;trus uda gitu pljrn gitu deh sampe stenga4. eh tibatiba tuh geng semakdua udah ada didepan kelas gua. tepat waktu juga hahaha. trus yauda abis class dissmiss kita pergi deh ke senci AGAIN. gua, windi, coi, aping, panu, ipang. makan burger king. hyahahha., makan lagi dehh gua :p kenyangnya masih berasa sampe skrg.&lt;br /&gt;trus uda deh gitugitu sampe mlm akhirnya. trus balik deh. so happy to meet them :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udah dehh that's all for today hahahaha. lagi cape banget gilagilagila. pengen tidur ampe siang lagi kaya liburan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-5834173385007613864?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/5834173385007613864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=5834173385007613864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5834173385007613864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5834173385007613864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/07/secondday.html' title='secondday'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6614229455670099271</id><published>2010-07-13T23:48:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T00:23:13.974+07:00</updated><title type='text'>firstday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Take a deep breathe as you walk to the door&lt;br /&gt;It's the morning of your very first day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen - Taylor swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is my very first day in Uniprep. I started this day, overslept. I woke up 6.30, when actually that's the time I should leave home.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring all my books, yes smart right. So then I had to come back to the house. I was almost late.&lt;br /&gt;I bring a joki to uniprep cause it's 3in1. This is my first time to bring a joki hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got there I parked and I carried those heavy books, yes if you see my condition this morning, it's pretty sad hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I walked inside the building and found my friend Ipang already there. Suddenly I lost my balance and the books almost fall, again pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayy, so the first period is english. So the commerce and science is joined together in a class. I met few new friends there.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that maths class, chemistry, physics. One subject is approximately 2 hours. Omg, my ass is so pegel sitting there, listening to the boring lecture.&lt;br /&gt;the break is pretty generous there, every period there are 10 to 20 minutes break. And at 12 there's one hour break. So me and few of my new friends walk to pasific place, since it's very near.&lt;br /&gt;There were maybe 12 of us or maybe more, I forgot. We ate wendys there. Cause that's the fastest food we could find.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost late to go back to uniprep so we went back by taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the chemistry class start. Okay me and Ipang is the suram-est I think? Cause we're from national high school so we're not really familiar with the chemistry in english terms.&lt;br /&gt;We just sat there not-listening to the lecture. And every few minutes he will asked me "what's the teacher's talkin about?" And I would say "I have no idea". Hahaha, that class is boooooring! Plus it's to hours straight. OMG. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;The other period is so-so. Maybe I'm just sleepy all day so it's a bit hard to concentrate :p hahaha. Maybe tomorrow I'll do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ate caramel popcorn and martabak. Yes it makes me fat and I don't care. I'm hungry hhahah. Okay it's already 00.00 time to sleep. I'm worried I'll overslept again hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-6614229455670099271?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/6614229455670099271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=6614229455670099271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6614229455670099271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6614229455670099271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/07/firstday_13.html' title='firstday.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4498613732910856821</id><published>2010-07-06T21:10:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T21:20:02.588+07:00</updated><title type='text'>12july.</title><content type='html'>okay so today started when I woke up at 12pm. take a shower blablabla and leave home at 3pm to the pet salon. Louis's getting his pedicure. I don't know where the pet salon is and I have to go around sunter to find it. since I don't wear glasses or contact lens, it's a little hard for me to search for the salon. then I found it at 4pm. I have to wait for, like, an hour until Louis finished. Then I felt super hungry so I asked my friends if they wanna go for a late lunch. then they agree. so we went to Kaleyo sunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home at 6.30pm and just when I passed the security, they gave me a letter. so I opened it in my car after I parked. and guess what, it's a letter from Uniprep. informing me that uniprep's gonna start on 12 july. yeah next monday. so I only got a few days left for holiday. no more waking up till afternoon for me. lol. yeah, now I'm kinda freaking out. I don't know why I'm afraid. because I'm leaving my old school or because I'm going to start in a new environment? hahaa. idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I hope I can enjoy the rest of my holidays and I hope my first day in Uniprep is gonna be fun. It's only orientation actually. formal classses starts at 13july. hahaa. yeah well, I hope for the best :) I hope the students are friendly and I will feel welcome there. :) :) Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4498613732910856821?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/4498613732910856821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=4498613732910856821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4498613732910856821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4498613732910856821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/07/okay-so-today-started-when-i-woke-up-at.html' title='12july.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1704153539001897407</id><published>2010-06-28T21:12:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:45:07.214+07:00</updated><title type='text'>knight and day today</title><content type='html'>okay, it's a few days left for uniprep and I'm freaking out! I don't know why hahaha, you how it feels like to be a freshman. I know I'm gonna get through it just fine and sooner or later I'm gonna get along with the new class. But still, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I watched Knight and Day. It was a great movie. I like the action, comedy, and romantic, combined into one movie. hahaha.  Wished there's still other Roy Miller in this real world. hahaa. But then again, it's just movie. Yesterday I watched few DVD while I was at home. yeah, my mother was sick so I didn't go anywhere. I watched few romantic movies that I've watched before. I know some people think it's stupid to watched movies that we've watched before. But I just love how the ending is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, if I watched romantic movies, I'll always think that I wanna find a guy like in  that movie. But now I realize, it's not that easy :p movies are movies. They act. In real world it's hard to find perfect love like the movies show. But I don't think it's impossible. There's still a possibility right. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this past few months, I've assured my self to stop caring about stuff. since I'm a thinker, I realized that every stress that I felt is only because I cared too much. I was doing great the not-caring thing, but lately I realize that I can't, it's just not me. I do care about people and stuff. But now I'm a lot cuek-er than before. and most of all, now I found myself very hard to believe people. I do hate how I am right now. But this makes me happier, and most important, I don't feel stress easily anymore :) Now if there's something comes up, which maybe used to made me think alot, now I just said to my self "so what? I don't care." and that just calms me. But I know I'm just lying to myself. :p crap! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1704153539001897407?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1704153539001897407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=1704153539001897407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1704153539001897407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1704153539001897407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/06/knight-and-day-today.html' title='knight and day today'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8419259976917842181</id><published>2010-06-26T23:43:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:53:58.760+07:00</updated><title type='text'>satnite</title><content type='html'>so yesterday i hang out with the JHS again. but it's not complete without Bella and Nia. Nia's in Bali, which is superduper, makes me jealous!!! i really wanna go to  Bali again. i just feel happy when I'm in Bali, i don't know the reason :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we planned on going to Kemang, to a cafe called Anatolia. But since they got to my house 2 hours late, because of the traffic, we only went to Ex. first we're planning on going to Immigrant. But Ary and Angga wore short pants so they can't enter Immigrant. So we just ate at "by the beach" restaurant. the place is pretty good. the food were also good and the price is quite worth it.. than we go to 7 11 for slurpee. and we went home. we planned on going to "the apartment" for next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm a little tired for driving. i drove too much hahaha. everytime we hung out, i drive almost all the time. and i'm sick of it!!! ckckck.&lt;br /&gt;now it's 11.47 pm and i don't feel sleepy at all. i still wanna go out somewhere. still wanna hang out somewhere. it's saturday night :)... i just love the air of saturday night. makes me wanna go out all night hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually right now i'm very not in the mood. someone has successfully ruined my mood. but after a few minutes of chilling myself and a cup of tia maria, i'm finally calmed. and now i had too much tia maria. i wanna go somewhere somewhere, right now right now...! holiday is only few days left. crap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8419259976917842181?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/8419259976917842181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=8419259976917842181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8419259976917842181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8419259976917842181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/06/satnite.html' title='satnite'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-4620688570724337114</id><published>2010-06-15T23:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:17:51.813+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ate a lot today.</title><content type='html'>i read girlfriend magazine just now. there's a section that discuss about "insomnia" and few bad things that could happen for staying up late at night. but i can't help it if i can't sleep at night. sometimes there's so many things that bothers my mind. plus now i'm having a paranoid time after watching horror movie 2 days ago. that's what happen when i watch horror movie. and that's why i don't want to watch it. cause i know this is how i would feel. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in girlfriend, there's someone who said this, "the first-born is bossy, middle is calm, and third is spoiled". well i totally disagree with that, since i'm the third child in the family. but that doesn't mean that i'm spoiled. i can take care of myself. and i'm sure that i'm independent enough for people of my age. i can go everywhere alone. i can go home alone at night. i don't need a driver to go everywhere. i can handle everything my parents asked me to. and other things.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't like it when people think that the youngest child is the most spoiled. not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way today i watched "The A team" and it was super great movie. highly recommended to watch! hahaha *thumbs*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4620688570724337114?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/4620688570724337114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=4620688570724337114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4620688570724337114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/4620688570724337114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/06/ate-lot-today.html' title='ate a lot today.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-2836451848001119802</id><published>2010-06-14T21:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:32:36.822+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandungers</title><content type='html'>Hello Helloooo.&lt;br /&gt;So today I just got back from Bandung. It's pretty fun actually. eventhough there's some of it that's not according to plan. We didn't go clubbing there. But it was fun enough. We stayed at Boim's apartment at Dago pakar called Marbella. It's free and even better than other hotel that we got earlier. So lucky we told him that we're going to Bandung :p. thanks again Boim and family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we got there, that was Saturday morning. We went straight to PVJ to eat bcos we're all starving. After going around deciding what to eat. We finally eat at a restaurant called NewYork NewYork. I ate Yankees Pizza medium size by myself. But still I didn't feel full hahaha. Then after PVJ we went to Riau street to meet Boim there cause he went to Bandung on Friday with his family. When we got to Riau street it was raining. There we went to few factory outlet. But it wasn't very good. So we went to snack corner and buy Es Duren. Windy had been craving for Es Duren for few months hahaa. Yesterday it's finally fulfilled haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After putting our bags at Marbella. We took our shower and we planned on having dinner somewhere in Dago pakar's area. So Boim took us to this place called "Fashion Pasta". The food is pretty good and the price is quite worth it, eventhough we're planning on not spending so much money on food :p. After that we went to Sierra, sit there for a while and we planned on karaoke-ing in Paskal square. But then when we got there, the place is full. So we went to some lounge next to Amnesia. It's a pretty good place to sit and chit chat. We ordered 2 pitchers of Heineken and took photos. We got back from there around 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the apartment we watched world cup till 2.30am downstairs and it's SUPER cold there. haha. even one jacket isn't enough. Then when we go up to the apartment, me windy aping and panu ate indomie at 3am. We cooked it and washed all the dishes. I'm very full and I slept very well that night. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we woke up early in the morning. We first went to Kawah Putih. It took around 2hours to get there. When we got there, we took a lot of photos. Then after taking hundreds of photos. We eat there and decided to go to Situ Patenggang to see the Batu Cinta. It took only few minutes to get there. The view was very good but suddenly it's cloudy there. It rained a little when we went to Batu Cinta by boat. The air is very nice, cool cool gimana gitu. Then at Batu Cinta we took lots of photos too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to primarasa and kartika sari. My friends bought few cake there. But I don't haha. Then, after going back to the apartment to take a shower, we decided to go karaoke at Paskal square. But before, I had my dinner at Paskal square. It's cheap but pretty delicious. There are live music there and many people are eating there too. It feels like we're in Kemang foodfest with a better atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;Then at 9.30pm we went to happypuppy to karaoke. 11.30 we finished. then we rent an Angkot to take us to Marbella. It's very fun taking angkot in the night. The wind is sepoi sepoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before we went to Paskal square, we buy a few horror movie to watch at night. So when we got home from karaoke, we watched the victim, The sisters, and SAW VI. we went to bed at 4.30 am. hahaha. yes and we all looked like panda. The next morning we woke up at 7am and get ready to go home.&lt;br /&gt;So that's pretty much about our short trip to Bandung. It's pretty fun. Refreshing, better than staying in Jakarta :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-2836451848001119802?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/2836451848001119802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=2836451848001119802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2836451848001119802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2836451848001119802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/06/bandungers.html' title='Bandungers'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-5872080345329851856</id><published>2010-06-07T22:55:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:50:09.053+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not alone, got great friends :)</title><content type='html'>I am who I am. I know I'm not perfect and maybe very far from perfect. But I am happy to be myself. I'm not going to pretend to be someone I'm not just to get someone to like me. If someone does like me, I want it to be because who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there are times that I'll change into a different person because of my environment. But I'm very sure that I do that for myself. Not for someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love yourself, don't let others get you down and even change who you really are!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am listening to Lady Antebullum's "Need You Now". I like something about this song. Not the lyrics. Just the sound of it. &lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of song that can change me into good mood. hahaha. &lt;3 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-5872080345329851856?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/5872080345329851856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=5872080345329851856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5872080345329851856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5872080345329851856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-who-i-am.html' title='I&apos;m not alone, got great friends :)'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-2754214994469486041</id><published>2010-06-04T22:44:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T00:48:41.115+07:00</updated><title type='text'>RainRainRain</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;some people don't know how lucky they are when they found someone who's actually very special. they realize it only when they lose them. that's when they'll regret everything. unfortunately, no one can turn back time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn something today, somehow, that appearance can fool us. I often hear this actually. you know the saying, "Don't judge a book by it's cover"? Now I know what that quote means. I know a guy who looks very kind, you'll know just by looking at him. And I know a guy who has that playboy-ish look. Both of them is my friends. Both of them used to have a girlfriend until recently... And who knows, it turns out that the one who loses his girlfriend because of cheating is that guy who looks very-kind-just-by-looking. It's very unexpected, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, again, I'm very happy. Spend the day till night with my JHS friends. karaoke and eat sushi. it feels like i'm in junior high all over again. hanging with those people hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there are a lots of things that I wanted to post actually. But all of a sudden I forgot all of it. Guess it's because of my mood swings. Yes, I don't know why my mood changes easily, just because of someone/something. For now, it's because of someone. ergh, i hate it when someone ruin my mood..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's just forget about it. I just don't care about anything anymore right now. really, it's like the new me. I hate caring about things now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my &lt;i&gt;Wise Words&lt;/i&gt; for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Try to do everything you do right, so you won't regret it in the future, cause no one likes how Remorse feels like."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-2754214994469486041?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/2754214994469486041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=2754214994469486041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2754214994469486041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2754214994469486041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/06/rainrainrain.html' title='RainRainRain'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-2676440551026966889</id><published>2010-06-04T00:06:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T00:35:41.364+07:00</updated><title type='text'>erghhh...................</title><content type='html'>okayyy, it's a few minutes pass 12am. and i still can't sleep. i don't feel sleepy even just a bit. this insomnia thing has been disturbing me for more than a week now. i don't know why it's very hard to feel sleepy or have the will to sleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm actually pretty happy. i met my JHS friends again, which is kinda exciting :) plus there's an incident with them there at the Coffee Tree. feel bad for you Bella :(, but that's okay. as I said, &lt;i&gt;"It takes a bad one to know a good one".&lt;/i&gt; Now that you know that guy's bad. Better now than later. Believe me. Plus, you're pretty, he's the one with the loss. He doesn't deserve you, girl :). Take this as a lesson for your lovelife in the future :) I'm sure you'll find someone who's WAYYY better than him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and, today I don't know how this happened, but I forgot to eat since I woke up in the morning. I fotgot to EAT? omg, EAT is, like, my second favourite things to do. maybe it's because I'm to concerned for Bella's problem. hahaa. stupid me, right, a think-er. it's hard to get something out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my blog just now. I read what i posted last night. hahaha, i think it's kinda silly. writing those poem without knowing for who. haha, but as i'm a good poet, i can write even there's no inspiration :p haha. i think they're not bad haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm planning on taking my beloved Louis Vuitton to the vet and dog salon. but i feel SUPER lazy to do that. poor Louis having me as his master haha. But I love him so muchhhhh :D. And, i gotta wake up early tomorrow, being a good granddaughter for my grandma :p hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something that comes to my mind a few hours ago. let's say it's my &lt;i&gt;"wise word"&lt;/i&gt;  for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't say "&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;" easily, because "&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;" is never easy."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, people said "I love you" easily, as if it's not a big deal. hahaa. I think, if you say it, you have to actually mean it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now i'm gonna try to sleep, think my ulcer (maag) is getting worse and worse as I don't sleep. Yes, now i am suffering from an ulcer. because i forgot to eat till 7pm. haha. erghhhhhh it hurts ALOT. i can barely move, cause even a little movement that i make, my stomach started to hurt like crazy.erghhh i hate this :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-2676440551026966889?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/2676440551026966889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=2676440551026966889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2676440551026966889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2676440551026966889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/06/erghhh.html' title='erghhh...................'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1949263917324325323</id><published>2010-06-01T22:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:49:18.869+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO HELLO BABY</title><content type='html'>so i found this note on facebook. thought it was very good. so i repost it in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ketika kerjamu tidak dihargai, maka saat itu kau sedang belajar tentang &lt;b&gt;KETULUSAN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika usahamu dinilai tidak penting, maka saat itu kau sedang belajar &lt;b&gt;KEIKHLASAN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika hatimu terluka sangat dalam, maka saat itu kau sedang belajar tentang &lt;b&gt;MEMAAFKAN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kau harus lelah dan kecewa, maka saat itu kau sedang belajar tentang &lt;b&gt;KESUNGGUHAN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kau merasa sepi dan sendiri, maka saat itu kau sedang belajar tentang &lt;b&gt;KETANGGUHAN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kau harus membayar biaya yang sebenarnya tidak perlu kau tanggung, maka saat itu kau sedang belajar tentang &lt;b&gt;KEMURAH HATIAN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetap semangat ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetap sabar ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetap tersenyum ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus belajar ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena kau sedang menimba ilmu di universitas kehidupan..! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TUHAN menaruhmu di tempatmu yang sekarang, bukan karena kebetulan .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIA punya maksud untuk hidupmu ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAU ingin dijadikanNya sbg berkat untuk sesamamu ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1949263917324325323?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1949263917324325323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=1949263917324325323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1949263917324325323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1949263917324325323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-hello-baby.html' title='HELLO HELLO BABY'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-9107123930510651083</id><published>2010-06-01T00:23:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T00:43:47.892+07:00</updated><title type='text'>never say never</title><content type='html'>every thing has an end right. so here comes the end of my high school. it's very short really, just 2 years. but this 2 years left alot of memories in my head.&lt;br /&gt;remember when i first came here, i was devastated. i hated this school at first. i wanted my junior high :p. i was very sad when i first left my junior high. i also feel sad now, but i don't get depressed like how i was 2 years ago. maybe this is what people say grow up. maybe i've grown up a lil bit :p.&lt;br /&gt;i remember i was very sad going to this school, because alot had changed. but i still thanked someone who accompany me through all that :) maybe i'll feel lost w/o you there that time^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, am still scared about going to uniprep. but then again, it's maybe for the best. meet lots of new friends. new environment. i know i hate changes, but let's hope that this changes is a good one and u'll learn alot from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends are posting status and everything about them hoping to get good marks and pass 11th grade. and some of them said to me how sad they are that i'm not going to this school anymore :p well, i'm still in jakarta so i can still meet them right. and my house n smak2 is very VERY near. so i can go there anytime i want :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friends for this 2 years. thanks for filling my highschool moments. gonna miss you all and all the situation at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, am so excited with the holiday comin!! got many plans with my friends. a full month of holiday, i'm gonna use it very well :p gonna go here and there. cos when uniprep start, it's all about hard work baby :) so, byebye highschool, hello uniprep :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-9107123930510651083?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/9107123930510651083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=9107123930510651083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/9107123930510651083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/9107123930510651083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/06/never-say-never.html' title='never say never'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1448973085534503528</id><published>2010-05-27T22:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:03:00.796+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here is the list of foods that is bothering my mind this past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- red tomatos's pizza&lt;br /&gt;- something Pasta&lt;br /&gt;- PEANUT BUTTER WITH BREAD.&lt;br /&gt;- risotto&lt;br /&gt;- nasi padang&lt;br /&gt;- perfectly grilled steak.&lt;br /&gt;- mashed potato with mushroom sauce&lt;br /&gt;- grilled chicken salah from chatterbox. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;- kung pao chicken&lt;br /&gt;- mozzarella burger&lt;br /&gt;- curly fries with melted cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH SO MUCH MORE TO MENTION !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1448973085534503528?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1448973085534503528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=1448973085534503528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1448973085534503528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1448973085534503528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/05/here-is-list-of-foods-that-is-bothering.html' title=''/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-595410269071604052</id><published>2010-05-27T22:39:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:48:54.739+07:00</updated><title type='text'>blabla</title><content type='html'>This brain is like a piece of paper. and all the problems are like scratches by pencil on them. and even the cleanest eraser can't erase the scratches until the paper is back to normal, until it's completely clean. Just like what's happening in my brain right now. It's too much to handle by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be stronger again, I'll try to fake more smile and more laugh. Until I can find something that can totally cure this wound, permanently. It's about taking time right. For now, I'll just let the river flow. Just like the river that's flowing from my eyes, but deep inside my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-595410269071604052?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/595410269071604052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=595410269071604052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/595410269071604052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/595410269071604052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/05/blabla.html' title='blabla'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8027357058373043690</id><published>2010-05-25T21:18:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:40:33.459+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nanana</title><content type='html'>I found a quote a few days ago. somebody wrote it in the BBM's personal message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sometimes when I say,"i'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes and then hug me, and say "No, you're not"...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my final exam now. The last day is next Monday. This friday is holiday, yeehee. We had a plan to go to Macan Island, one of the island in Thousand Island. We're going to survey the place. To see is it good or no, cos we're planning to go there for our holiday. I wish everything will go according to the plan. After all, I'm going to Uniprep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uniprep. Science. UNSW, food technolody and science. I know I CAN do it well. But I also know that this is not what I actually want. I had passion for another thing. fashion design, or maybe advertisement. Something that uses my creativity. But now everything is already set. I'm going to Uniprep this July, and I'm gonna go to university and take something to do with science.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is what my parents want. But not me. People told me "take whatever you want, go with your heart, what do you want". But still, when I know my parents wanted me to take anything as long as there's something to do with science, I can't seem to dissapoint them by taking fashion design or something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can do well in a subject that uses my creativity. or at least if i can't do very well, I can do something that I actually liked. I don't know why it's hard for me to do something if I know there's some people who doesn't like it. I know I should've not care what people think. I should've care about what I really want and what I really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, everything is too late now. I guess I'll just try to like what I'm going to take :( eventhough deep inside my heart, I really wish I could still take fashion or advertisement. I wish there's a chance where my parents will know how much I like and able to be in that field. :) there's no harm in hoping right. haha. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday's coming. don't know what to feel, happy to be free or sad to have to face another farewell :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8027357058373043690?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/8027357058373043690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=8027357058373043690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8027357058373043690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8027357058373043690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/05/nanana.html' title='nanana'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1563193235203928309</id><published>2010-05-18T12:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T12:29:26.988+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We try to hold on. We try to fake a smile every day.&lt;br /&gt;We try to look strong in front of people, they don't know what we're actually feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;We try to laugh at any jokes, even not the funny one, just to entertain ourselves and try to think that everything's gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;We try to keep ourselves busy so that we won't have anytime to think about our problem.&lt;br /&gt;We try to look okay, while deep inside there's a wound that doesn't seem to be cured soon.&lt;br /&gt;The wound that's tearing our heart into pieces, slowly.&lt;br /&gt;We try to look up everytime while actually we're falling.&lt;br /&gt;At last, times's what gonna cure this wound, this pain. All we need is time to lead us to a brighter situation.&lt;br /&gt;For now all we can do is to pray and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;For God will never give a burden if there's no meaning behind it.&lt;br /&gt;If God gives an ending to something, that's just for us to start a new begining, a better begining for a better story.&lt;br /&gt;If God takes something away from our hands, that's just so that there's a room for us to accept more.&lt;br /&gt;so now all I have to do is to hope and pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1563193235203928309?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1563193235203928309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-2329920722073222538</id><published>2010-05-18T11:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T11:13:21.285+07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;I need to go to some place where I can leave all my problems behind...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-2329920722073222538?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/2329920722073222538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=2329920722073222538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2329920722073222538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/2329920722073222538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-564967241873168816</id><published>2010-05-17T22:56:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:37:19.308+07:00</updated><title type='text'>if only...</title><content type='html'>I've always wanted to go to Manhattan, New York.&lt;br /&gt;Where I can walk through the street that is full with people.&lt;br /&gt;just walking around, alone.&lt;br /&gt;I like the people there that don't interfere with other people's business.&lt;br /&gt;So I can do everything i want there.&lt;br /&gt;Wear any outfit that i wanted to wear, without thinking what would people say.&lt;br /&gt;Go to Central Park.&lt;br /&gt;Walk through the street and become NewYorker for like a day, or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe to Paris or Rome,&lt;br /&gt;just sitting on the cafe on the side of the street.&lt;br /&gt;just looking at the people there.&lt;br /&gt;the architechture of the building that is very typical.&lt;br /&gt;listening to the music on the street.&lt;br /&gt;sipping my coffee/tea. &lt;br /&gt;just alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe to Barbados,&lt;br /&gt;where I can lay all day on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;inhale the morning breeze on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;get a suntan in the afternoon, with my shades while sipping my cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;looking at the beautiful sunset scenery.&lt;br /&gt;just alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe to Paris,&lt;br /&gt;where i can window-shop on the street of the fashion centre of the world.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe walk through the park at night, when i can see the Eiffel tower.&lt;br /&gt;just alone.&lt;br /&gt;I always needed time on my own.&lt;br /&gt;When i can relax and organised my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, two is better than one, right... and since i still can't find that other one to make it two, i'll just enjoy being with myself. until i can find someone who truly knows and understand me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I JUST NEED A VACATION! away from all of these. if only i could just ran from everything and start everything from the very beggining. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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only...'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-5852315008251890038</id><published>2010-05-16T17:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:40:57.469+07:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblahblah.</title><content type='html'>it's sundayyy. and as usual, i'm relaxing at home. because tomorrow will be a tiring day. but i have to make the most of my remaining time at school. next monday, tuesday and wednesday is my last day to be in my current class. thursday is holiday and friday is my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about exam, i'm not doing very good in my pre-exam :p i don't know why. maybe because i'm underestimating it :p but i do want to study, it's just i'm too tired because i haven't sleep well that few days. so for this exam, i'm planning to study harder than before in order to get good marks. eventhough this marks won't be used to enter uniprep :p. by the way 1 july is my first day in uniprep. have no idea how that would go. i'm just hoping for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that sad anymore for leaving school. guess i've grown up a lil :p. i remember when i was going to leave my junior high school, i was devastated. thinking about not going to be in the same school, meeting the same friends, and doing our regular things. but now i realized, changes is not all bad. it may feel bad at first, but as you get along, it's all good :) now i can't wait to go to uniprep. but i, too, don't want to stop going to my school right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny when i first come to this school, i hate it. now, i hate to go :p guess this is just how life is. it's about hello and goodbye... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-5852315008251890038?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/5852315008251890038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=5852315008251890038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5852315008251890038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/5852315008251890038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/05/blahblahblah.html' title='blahblahblah.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-8807600569273857773</id><published>2010-03-23T22:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:06:28.722+07:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell.</title><content type='html'>i hate farewell. i hate last moment. i hate endings.&lt;br /&gt;why there's a start when there's and ending?&lt;br /&gt;Why meet if there's a seperation?&lt;br /&gt;why there's an ending for everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate farewell. i can't stand the fact that i have to stop doing something that i've been doing for a long time. i hate the fact that i have to stop doing something with someone that i have been together with for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate farewell. i hate it when i have to say goodbye. i hate last-"everything". last hug, last kiss, last touch of hand, last time to see, last-"whatever". i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate farewell. i hate to start over with something new. i hate to have to be used to with something new. why can't things just stay the way it is. without change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate farewell. i hate tears that will roll down my face that will make me looks weak. i hate the feeling of sadness when i have to let something/someone go. i hate i have to look weak in front of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate farewell. i hate that i should remember every memories that is saved in my head. i hate that i will remember every moment with something/someone that i have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate farewell. i hate changes. i hate feeling sad. i hate crying. i hate being weak. i hate being alone. i hate it all. i just want things stay the way it is. it's good enough for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-8807600569273857773?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/8807600569273857773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=8807600569273857773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8807600569273857773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/8807600569273857773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/03/farewell.html' title='farewell.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6211635050918129532</id><published>2010-03-20T23:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:35:27.026+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>Growing up... for me it is something scary. maybe it's because i'm only 17 years old. it's the age-of-being-confused i think. you know, wondering about what to do with your life, what u're gonna be, with who are u gonna be, and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a thinker, so i like to think what it's like when i'm, like, 25 or 30. i know it's a long way to go. but it just comes to me. i don't know why i'm can't just enjoy my teenage without thinking about the future just like the other teen. haha, but i do enjoy my teenage time. but sometimes when i'm sensitive i can be such a thinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared of going to university. going to other country. well, but sometimes i think i'm mature enough to think that it's alright, it's just how i will be stronger to face things in the future...&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared of thinking that i will meet new people, i know it's a good thing, but i'm scared that i won't fit in. i like things the way they are. i know that changes is good. but for me, i don't like changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too coward to face the world. to face the future beyond me. but i think i have to, and i have to do it well. there's only few months left for me in my high school. i remember when i first got in there, i'm frustrated. i hate that school and i want my old school. but as time goes by, i think i got along fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what i'm afraid of is leaving my high school. haha. kind of funny actually. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;this few months, i want to make the most of it. i wanna make highschool time fun, just like my junior high school. i do enjoy this two years in this school. i get a lot of lesson in this two years. meet many amazing people that is unique, each of them. on july i'm going to uniprep. it's a foundation to prepare us for university in australia. this is the first step of my future... after that i'm going to UNSW for the food science and technology. actually, i wanted to go to a fashion design school. but i don't know. someone made me re-think about my decision. and i think food science and technology is not so bad. it's alright. i like cooking, i like eating. i also wants to own my own restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;but i also wants to be famous. you know like designers. all they have to do is design clothes, celebrities buys and wears it. and suddenly they're famous and rich. photos everywhere. brand everywhere. name recognised throughout the world. and when people meet you, they knew who you are. that's how i like.&lt;br /&gt;but then i remembered, everything doesn't always go they way you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a simple saying. makes sense. now everytime i have a problem, i'm mature enough to keep saying that to myself repeatedly... it makes me calm.&lt;br /&gt;now i gotta lot of think that i have to think about for my future. but for now, the best thing i could do, is to study hard. i'm gonna have a bright future, i'm gonna pursue for that. that's for sure! Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-6211635050918129532?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/6211635050918129532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=6211635050918129532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6211635050918129532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6211635050918129532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2010/03/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-3001408655381526869</id><published>2009-12-15T21:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:33:45.698+07:00</updated><title type='text'>time machine.</title><content type='html'>have you ever wished that someday you'll find a time machine that will take you back to some situation. i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if there's a time machine, i'd choose to go back to a time in junior high. grade 8 is the best. everyday for me is very great.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went to kemang with my junior high friends, my bestfriends. and we were in the car talking about our days back in junior high. and i forgot how i loved my life in junior high. it felt like there's no problem in my life, and even if there is, it didn't burdened me because everyday is filled with laughter with them. just like what they say, laugh is the best medicine. it's very true. when you're with your friends and you laugh together, all your problem seems to go away. in gr8, everyday is filled with laughter, there's never a day that we don't laugh together. we laughed at anything. small things, big things. anything that was funny for us. you know how silly we could be when we're with friends. i enjoyed that time so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying that high school sucks, it's just not as good as junior high. i loved my junior high so much, that in the first day of my high school seems so hard. i can't find a friend like my friends in junior high. well, maybe it's because i'm in a veryyy new environment and i just need to get used to it. well, it was a pretty hard time for me to get used to a new situation. but as time goes by, i realised that i'm gonna spend at least 3years of my life there, so there's nothing much to do, but to try hard to fit in there. and here i am. i've survive for two years in my new school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the kind of person, that when i'm used to some situation for quite a long time, i'd be difficult to try something new. easy to say that people "like to try something new" but it's not that easy for me. hahaa. maybe it's just me or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;even i've survived for two years in my high school, i still feel uncomfortable. i still hope that i'm still in my old school, with my old friends.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i'm thankful that i go to a different school. so that i'm not monotone, i've tried something new, and i made some new friends, so that makes me have a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe if there really is a time machine, i wouldn't go back to any time. because if i go back to junior high, for sure, i wouldn't go to my new school now for high school. i'd stay at my old school. and if i do that, i wouldn't met my new friends and i wouldn't even met my current boyfriend. and i knew that i'm gonna regret that. my life would be "just like that", without something new. but well, it's a lil difficult to fit in to a new environment. but when you fit in, you'll feel just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where i'm gonna past 3/5 of my teenage years. so i'm not gonna spend it, just feeling sad because things weren't just the way i wanted it. i'm gonna make the most of it. maybe it's a lil hard to fit in here. but trying to fit in, made me more mature than i am before. and i'm happy of it. i'm still a silly kid when i'm with my friends, but i also can be mature when needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3001408655381526869?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1390274581673356005</id><published>2009-11-19T18:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:10:50.137+07:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone does</title><content type='html'>do you have a super nerd in your school. of course you do.&lt;br /&gt;the type of person who uses thick glasses, hair untidy, how they use their clothes. or maybe some one who is fat, veeery-dark-skinned, smelly, ugly, you name it.&lt;br /&gt;let's call that type of person "the-X".&lt;br /&gt;have you ever made a joke and tell some one, "the-X is you girl/boy friend hahaha" and then that person will say, "ihh najisss".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just heard it today in my class. i even forgot who the-X is. but when i heard that, i felt sorry for the-X. it's not their fault that they're, maybe, not beautiful/handsome. it's not their choice to be fat or short or whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;if they can asked for something like that, i'm sure they would.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel sorry if i were them. if i'm so ugly, and people made fun of me. it's not like they're the one who wants to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit, sometimes i do things like that, like talking about the-X behind their back. but i admit, too, a minute later, i feel veeeryyy bad. there's this student in my school, who's unable to hear without hearing-aid and one of her eye is unable to see. last year, when i was in grade 10, i do talk about her behind her back. but now i don't do that anymore. there's a time when i suddenly realized, how awful it would be if i were her. i used to be, well, not very mean. but mean enough. i should've treat her well. and i regreted it. if i were her, maybe i'm not brave enough to go to regular school. she's very willing to study eventhough she has a disability to hear. me and my friends often talked about her, well i don't talked about her much, just my friends, i just laugh along with them, which is bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;other than that, do you have a friend who is sooooooo fat, that people made fun of her? i do. i'm not talking about fat boy, maybe it's normal if a boy is fat, but when a girl is fat, people often made fun of them. for example, when a fat girls, let's call them Fgirls, uses a fashionable clothes, people would say "ihh, kepedean bgt tu org". some people say worse things. they talked about Fgirls as if they're not human who could do whatever they want. everything they do is wrong. they wanna look pretty, it's wrong. they wanna look cute, it's wrong. i couldn't imagine how depressing it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things like being fat can be changed, they can take diet program and be skinny in a year or maybe two. but having a disability to hear like my friend that i mentioned, she has to take it with her her whole life. she's born like that. and we still talk about her, sometimes i think we're a very bad person.&lt;br /&gt;the reason we talked about her is almost because she is so aggresive to the boy she liked. well, so she show her love exaggeratingly, is that wrong? maybe she don't know much what to do when she has a crush to a guy. she doesn't have a normal childhood. she spent her childhood in a "special school". so maybe no one told her about the "puppy-love" thing and what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i do regret things like that. i felt bad when i talked about her.&lt;br /&gt;she is special, because she was born with it, it's not her choice to be special.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody have a negative-side, everybody does. but that's not something to be made fun of. if someone can't stand to see someone's negativity, the least thing that they could do is to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;easy to talk. LOL :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1390274581673356005?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/1390274581673356005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=1390274581673356005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1390274581673356005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/1390274581673356005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2009/11/everyone-does.html' title='everyone does'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-1203997331863411951</id><published>2009-11-17T17:05:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:29:04.131+07:00</updated><title type='text'>there's not much time to sleep.</title><content type='html'>oh my god, i'm very tired this past few days.&lt;br /&gt;it started on sunday. that day, when i'm supposed to study chemistry, i have to think stuff for hani's surprise. i didn't mind, it just took a lot of me. at night, i still have to take the cake that i ordered, and have to go someplace else to find a candle bcos unfortunately that bakery didn't have any candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night, i cudn't sleep. i'm tired, i'm sleepy, but somehow i can't sleep. maybe i sleep at 1 am. in the morning, i have to woke up at 4.45 to get ready and rush to pick up my friends to go to hani's house for his surprise. well, but the surprise didn't go how i planned, but at least it succeeded. he already woke up when we came, but he didn't even expect us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day i'm soooo sleepy. when i got home, it was 6 o clock, i clean myself until 7pm. i fell asleep then, my mom promised that she wud woke me up on 8 o clock, i have set an alarm too. but well, maybe i'm so kebo that i woke up on 10pm. hani kept calling me. thanks to him. then i study for the next day's exam. and slept at 12am++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here i am, watching &lt;i&gt;friends&lt;/i&gt; and i don't even have the will to study for biology tomorrow. it's bcos there's so many to study. the teacher didn't even gave us any kisi kisi. and now i'm so screwed. i'm very sleepy. yet i don't have any time to sleep. bcos there;s so much to study. while i'm still watching friends :p. well well, this is what happen when laziness come :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M SO SLEEPY AND TIRED!!!!!!!!!!! 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sleep.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-3004961679048518571</id><published>2009-11-08T00:45:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:55:04.767+07:00</updated><title type='text'>cari kado buat si hani :p</title><content type='html'>ahhh, cape banget dehh ni hari.&lt;br /&gt;udah kemaren malemnbya tidurnya rada subuh, bangunny pagi gitu, trus mesti jalan2x klilingin satu mall, keluar dengan tanpa hasil. trus pindah ketempat laen buat nyari kadonya hani, baru deh ketemu yang gue cari, hihi. bagus dehh :p.&lt;br /&gt;trus masi rada jalan2x juga tuh dsana, kaki g ampe sakit banget. u know how it feels like when u're wearing flaty and walk for hours. untung g ga jadi pake spatu yg rada ada heels dikit, klo ga bisa beli sendal jepit tuh, ahahaa. so pegel. hani, you shoulld be thankful :p bytheway, can't mention the place that i go. takut si hani ngeliat ni blog. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus mengakhiri perjalanan ke gadingg deh. ke n.y.l.a dapet rok 2. wuhuuu bagus loh, murahmurah gitu lagi, hehee. puas dehh. udah gitu udah gitu g windy ma cyn ke dantee deh, oiah tadi pas nyari kado buat hani ada si coy, tp si cyn ga ikut, hahah. jadi  tadi k gdg masih nyari kado jg c, tp ga ampe kliling, abis uda rada malem, uda gempor jg. ahaha. makan dante sihh g makan potato wedges, byasa langganan ahahaha. potato wedges ny is so delicioussss !!!ahahaha, pgen nyoba nachosnya :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah uda gituu, kita ke bensol deh, ahaha. disana duduk2x aj sih ngobrol2x. recover dari pegel yang tadi, ahaha. udah gitu kita pulang deh. g ampe hum stenga 11an gitu. dan skrg pala g lg pusing aduhai deh. keknya sih dikit lagi sakit :p ahahaha, jarang cape ampe kek gini, skaliny kek gini sakit deh. ahaha. once again, you should be thankful hani !!ahahah. tp gue seneng2x aj c jj daritadi, wlpn pegel tp kekny enak aja gitu ngliat2x barang ma ngliat2x orang. ahaha. tadi jg dapet baju2x ma dompet gitu, ih senangnya, ahhaa. norak ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bytheway ini uda tgl 8 yah, pdhl ini kjadian critanya tgl 7. aahaha. krn ud tgl 8, well happy sweet 17 deh buat angga, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olraiittt, skrg g mo tdurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;ps: betis gue bekonde 4 biji grgr kbanyakan jalan :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3004961679048518571?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/3004961679048518571/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-3890041204144681604</id><published>2009-11-03T15:51:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:32:53.503+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sixth sense.</title><content type='html'>every people have 5 main senses. hearing, seeing, smelling, touching, tasting. but there's the sixth sense. this one, not every people has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indra keenem, percaya ga ya? pecaya ga pecaya sihh.&lt;br /&gt;temen skolah g, panggilannya amsur, singkatan dari amelia surya. udah satu sekolah setaon lebih, baru denger skrg kalo dya tuh punya semacem indra keenem gitu deeeh jadi bisa ngeliat2x. kemaren pas telponan sama hani, si hani crita gitu temennya yang pernah diramalin sama sih amsur. g bertekad hari ini harus nanya2x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, bener. tadi pas istirahat kedua gitu g kekelas ny dia, ternyata uda rame pada ngumpul. wkaka. but g sih percaya ga percaya lahh. banyak pasangan2x yang si amsur bilang ga cocok2x gitu. tadi si windy bilang "klo gini lama2x smua pasangan putus deh abis diramal amsur". hm, g bilang sih ga gitu yah, kalo emang dibilang ga cocok sama si amsur, itu bukan salah dia, dari kitanya aja, kita ngerasa cocok apa nga ma pasangan kita sendiri. klo emang cocok, ya udah, ngapain dengerin kata2x orang. kek g ma hani, biarpun dibilang ga cocok, g sih ga jadiin beban yah, tar malah putus beneran lagi klo nginget2x kata2x amsur mulu. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi sih si clara nyuruh amsur bilang clara demennya ma siapa. ehh ternyata amsur salah bilang orang. jadi clara rada bimbang gitu pecaya ma amsur, hehee. tapi katanya klo si agum di ramalinnya beneran. g jadi bingung. hahahaa. tapi g rasa, ga perlu lah tau tau masa depan. kita udah gede, pasti tau yang mana yang bener yang mana yang salah. masa depan que sera sera aja. let it flow. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malah kalo kita tau masa depan kita entar, malah jadi beban lagi. contoh, orang kalo diramalin udah gede miskin, adanya kan orang malah jadi pesimis duluan. hahaa. mending gausah tau tau gituan lah. just do the best that we can. our future is in our own hand. no one could tell, because by time to time, people change. that means their future will also change, so g rasa kalo ada orang yang percaya klo diramalin masa depan ga ada salahnya. but i don't wanna know anything about it. kita yang nentuin masa depan kita sendiri. well, other than that, God also. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im off. mo blajar ppkn. huuuuuuuu. this week is full of exams! i feel tiredddd. nywayy, i'm still planning on what to give my hani for his bdayyyy. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-3890041204144681604?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-6039578014862671089</id><published>2009-11-01T11:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T11:27:09.700+07:00</updated><title type='text'>this saturday night.</title><content type='html'>olrait olrait, kemaren itu sih capee ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;jadi kmaren itu g bangun jam11an, padahal rencana awal tuh mo dateng pagian, soalnya kn g kalo siap2x tuh lama banget, ahahah. tapi mo gimana lagi, emang dasarnya kebo, uda masang alarm tetep aj kaga bangun, hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trus kemaren itu g kirakira siapsiap dkk sampe jem 1an gitu deh. trus ol sambil nonton sambil nunggu dijemput ma fby bla ma ary. hari itu rencananya mo ke kemang, tadinya sih mo ke ex, tapi ga jadi deh. lagi pengen nongkrong katanya. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;nah, uda gitu kemaren itu g nungguin mreka jemput sampe jem3 sore. well emang lama, dasar lu orang! ahaha, sampe sempet tidur gitu sambil nungguin dia orang. trus yauda deh, hari itu critanya mo makan warung pasta sama apa bistro gitu deh, yang bistro2x itu kata fby enak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampe2x di kemang kita ke &lt;b&gt;warung pasta&lt;/b&gt; dulu, setelah meraba2x jalan nyampe lah kita ke warung pasta dengan hokinya tanpa nanya orang, ahahhaa. uda gitu, akhirnya kita pesen deh. g siyok liat harga makanannya! oke banget. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;akhirnya kita pesen:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. meat lover pasta buat feby&lt;br /&gt;2. lasagna buat feby&lt;br /&gt;3. pasta apaa gitu buat bla&lt;br /&gt;4. meat lover panggang topped with melted cheese for me&lt;br /&gt;5. bloody mary panggang topped with melted cheese for ary&lt;br /&gt;6. chesse pizza with extra smoked beef topping ditengah2x&lt;br /&gt;6. jus sirsak, which looks more like "buavita sirsak" hahaha&lt;br /&gt;7. refillable iced tea buat fby dan ary&lt;br /&gt;8. ice milo buat bla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stelah terkenyang2x, abisnya cuma 162k, w/o tax sih itu. hahahaa. dari sana kita ngobrol2x lama gitu sambil ketawa2x. g ma bla crita2x tentang retreat gitu, si fby crita tentang live in ny, keknya live in ny kocak juga, sampe nganter anak tempat dia tinggal ke skolah, wkakwa. trus ada anak cowo yang baru umur dua taon kalo digendong maunya megang ********** ahaha. diajarin apaan tuh ma bapanya, wkawka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla crita crita selama dia hiking pas retreat itu dia sempat ngelakuin hal2x bodoh, trus nyrritain crita2x lucu dia gitu, ampe kita ber4 ngakak gede2x dengan ga tau malunya. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis dari sana karna bosen kita ke mobil, still dunno where to go. akhirnya ngeliat &lt;b&gt;teras cafe&lt;/b&gt;, kita muter buat ke sana. abis markir, kita masuk. masukmasuk ada aer mancur gitu, kebetulan c bla pengen pipis, nah akhirrnya nanya tuh satpam yang ada dideket pintu masuknya. g takut tar d sangkain kita masuk cumen mo numpang wc lg, ahhaha. nah abis bla pipis, kita nanyain ke satpamnya dimana yg namanya teras cafe sm sushi underground, stelah sampe disana, kita kecewa gitu ngeliat tempatnya. akhirnya kita ke parkiran lagi dehh, sampe di mobil g blg "ko kita kg foto ya tadi? aer mancurnya bagus tuh. mendingan kita masuk, foto, trus abis itu ary langsung jemput kita d lobby, trus cabut ahahahaha" maksud g bcanda. ehhh ternyata beneran aje, dilakuin. akhirnya kita b4 masuk, foto2x dengan alesan lagi nungguin orang. wkakwka. tu satpam udah ngeliatiiiin terus, dia ampe bediri. trus pas kita jalan pergi purapura ke sushi underground, dia baru duduk. akhirnya kita keluar dr sushi underground pny pintu kluar yang gda satpamnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita akhirnya masuk mbl dan akhirnya kita pergi ke &lt;b&gt;pizza marzano&lt;/b&gt;. tadiny emang pengen kesana, cuma kelewatan terus. pas masuk, rencananya mo pesen es teh 4 biji, trus duduk poto2x. wkakwakwka, tapi karna kita masi punya sdikit rasa malu. akhirnya kita milih pizza yg namanya american pollo, trus pesen minum ice blackcurrant (refillable :p) sama fby mo nyobain mocktailnya.&lt;br /&gt;nih rincian harga: pizza 67k, ice blackcurrant 20k, mocktaikl 35k. wkakw, abis mesen dengan dikit gitu, kita ketawaaaaaaaaaaa mlu. ampe brisik banget. emang ga tau diri, uda mesen dikit, brisik lagi. tadi nya dilantai atas tuh ada yang birthday gitu, jadi makan gratis :p. tadinya pengen gilagilaan coba naek, tp kita mengurungkan niat, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya kita makan2x trus ngobrol2x ketawa2x, trus foto2x. hehee. pas mo minta refill iced blekcurrantny, embaembanya bilang "sorry de, tapi kaloe di share ga bisa refill". ternyata tu emba liat, ada 2 sedotan di ice blackcurrantny, emang g share ma bla. biasa pengiritan anak muda. hehe. trus yauda deh, akhirnya tunggu tu emba ngeblakangin kita, g manggil mas2x bertampang polos gitu. sedotanny uda g ambil satu, trus g minta refill. pas masnya dengan polosnya ngerefill, emba yang tadi nolak neengok bentar gitu, tp dia kek ga nyadar gitu. wkakaka. abis d refill, g ma bla minumnya di kolong, wkakaka, biar ga ktauan abis refill. trus fby jg mau, akhirnya kita oper lewat kolong, ahahaa, dodol banget. kek orang susah :p&lt;br /&gt;gitu terus deh ampe tinggal dikit, baru kita taro meja lagi.huff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stelah dari sono, kita pulang ddehh, rada rada sdikit macet lah. tapi akhirnya nyampe skola g jem8 malem dehh. uda gitu ngikutin acara spartans cumen bentaran :p. pas g dateng &lt;u&gt;tangga&lt;/u&gt; pas lagi lagu trakhir gitu, nyanyi lagu hebat gitu. pada ramee banget. hahah. trus uda deh ngikutin gitu2x, sambil ngobrol dkk, abis itu g ke gading skitar jem stenga 10an, jemput adenya hani. trus si hani nganterin g pulang deh. jem stenga 11 akhirnya g sampe rumah. mgkn stenga 11 orang baru dateng ke halloween party mreka, g malah udah sampe rumah :p, well watever, i had a lot of fun today! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-6039578014862671089?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/6039578014862671089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=6039578014862671089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6039578014862671089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5189702153885327986/posts/default/6039578014862671089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-saturday-night.html' title='this saturday night.'/><author><name>LADYSTEPHAss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085990878340198600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c9CpFLDNcrU/S_vlWMCOm6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ES0D9RwNFd4/S220/150520102259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5189702153885327986.post-7460061604255064401</id><published>2009-10-30T22:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:32:16.650+07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOD!</title><content type='html'>udah lamaaaa banget deh ga nge-post. ga tau knp, waktu itu sempet male gitu ngetik2x ginian. ahahhaa, trus skg jd mood nulis lagi deh : ) hehee.&lt;br /&gt;cape deh ni harii : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sminggu ini tapi cihuy banget sih, pulangny jem stenga 1 mlu, soalnya pulangpulang spartans, wlpn males nunggu mpe jem stenga 3, tp lmyn deh yah, ga blajar lama2x. baru blajar bentar, tautau uda bel ganti plajaran. hihiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, hari ini hari trakhir lomba2x gitu, besok udah spartans night, which smak 2 ktanya bakal ngundang &lt;b&gt;tangga&lt;/b&gt; buat jd bintang tamu gitu. ga tau deh besok dateng apa kg, hahah. rencana sih mo jalan ma fby dya orang, tp klo ga jadi paling jln ma my love, ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, so, so... hari ini cape banget, hahah. pulangpulang dirumah nonton click, emang udah lama sih tuh felem, justru itu g uda lupa, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;nah nonton itu g nangis deh, hihi. abis kesian banget : ( trus jem 7an gitu si hani dateng deh kerumah, dia malahan blon pernah ntn click sama skali, ahaha. jd lah g ntn click(again). dia spertinya terharu jg deh, tp sok ditahantahan, wkawkkw. well well, namanya juga cowo :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skrg g lagi capeeee banget dan ngantuk, lagi nungguin kabar dr fby bla dya orang, jadi pergi ga woii? g bingung ni, klo ga jadi g mo bkin plan laen, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;by the by, skrg hot gosipnya itu ada couple gitu d kelas g, namanya clara alverina chai sama wilson santana. emang 22nya lagi jomblo gitu :p hahah, they're meant for each other :p cocok2x aja sih gue liat prasaan, hahaa : )&lt;br /&gt;by the by againn, happy birthday to agnes ashianti linanda today, smoga cepet jadi ma empri : p HAHAAA : )&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-7460061604255064401?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladystephass.blogspot.com/feeds/7460061604255064401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5189702153885327986&amp;postID=7460061604255064401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ngepost.hahaa &lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean i forgot about this blog, cumen tiap kali pengen nulis post, jadi ilang rasa, trus ga jadi deh .&lt;br /&gt;maybe sibuk sama facebook, pet society, sekola, dkk.hahaa .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi jadi jadi, yang paling g sibukin sekarang adalah:&lt;br /&gt;cari jalan buat kurus scepatnya dan sesehatnya .hehe .&lt;br /&gt;any1 got the answer ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue sampe browsing ada obat apa gitu buat kurusin : p&lt;br /&gt;trus g juga udah beli slimming gel :p&lt;br /&gt;okeh, i know its stupid, tp yang isengiseng berhadiah .kalo beneran ngefek kan lmyn, tambah kurus gitu.hehe .&lt;br /&gt;skrg entah kenapa g jadi gendut banget, pdhl dulu berat g normal2x aja gituh .damn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selaen slimming gel, tadinya g pengen beli slimming tea, tp nginget kata nyokap: minum gituan bisa bikin peranakan kering, emang bener ye ?hahaa .&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tadi dirumah g menemukan "slimming tea" yang tadinya pengen gue beli, hahaa .&lt;br /&gt;jadi sekarang gue sedang ngetik post sambil minum slimming tea :p&lt;br /&gt;secara hari ini g makan udah banyak drpd byasanya .hahaa&lt;br /&gt;jadi tadi g pagi makan disekolah BANYAK, pas pulang gue masak fettucine, trus ga lm stelah itu masak nachos .yepp, 22ny sumber gendut :p hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi mulai hari ini dan beberapa hari kedepan gue bakal minum slimming tea, wanna see it's effect to me : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY THE WAY,&lt;br /&gt;hari jumat lalu gue baru aja pergi ke bandung, buat karyawisata gaje gituh, haha .&lt;br /&gt;jadi kita berangkat jam7, setelah ngaret sejam dari janji nya yaitu jam6 .dan g udah bangun pagi2x takut ditinggal, akhirnya ngaret JAUH BENER .haha .&lt;br /&gt;sip, trus kita sampe bandung jam stengah 10, ga tau kenapa lama gitu .&lt;br /&gt;then, pertama kita ke museum fisika gitu, isinya ga ngebosenin kek museum pada umumnya, hahaa .kren2x gituh barangnya :p LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, dari sana sekitar setengah 12an, kita pergi ke pabrik sablon gitu, diajarin sgala mcm ttg sablon dan OMG gampang sekali sablon itu .ahahaa .&lt;br /&gt;abs itu setelah panas2xan disana, akhirnya ngumpul di bus lagih, nah abis itu kita perjalanan ke FO, di riau .damn, harusnya di dago ajah, lebi enak .jadi jadi,&lt;br /&gt;jam 3 kurang gitu kira nyampe di riau .dan cuma dikasi waktu SATU JAM SAJA buat blanja, wtf ?bentar banget dah, ahaha .&lt;br /&gt;pertama gue pd turun bes uda masuk fo, tp gda yg bagus, setelah buang waktu percuma .detik2x terakhir baru masuk distro, dan beli baju couple gitu di distro .&lt;br /&gt;murah c, satu bjuny 85ribu saja, hehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uda gitu perjalanan pulang setelah dipanggil2x ma guru krn g pd ngaret gitu .&lt;br /&gt;nah akhirnya g pd lari2x berbondong2x ampe bes, hahaa .&lt;br /&gt;udah deh tuh, di bes perjalanan pulang .berhubung sepanjang perjalan dr satu t4 ke t4 laen td g ud tdur terus, nah perjalanan pulang gue lg seger deh .&lt;br /&gt;alhasil daerah bus blakang tuh jadi brisik .ahaha .&lt;br /&gt;pas itu bes tempat duduknya 3-2 gitu .gue duduk ber3 ma surya ma tepen .&lt;br /&gt;nah uda deh brisik ma victor, seno, ason, agus sod, mami, eca mona, dkkkk .&lt;br /&gt;nah udah mulai maleman dikit lagi, kluar deh gilanya .&lt;br /&gt;jadi pada ngambil mic trus karokean .lagunya gitu gitu deh, ST DUA BELAS, wkakaka .&lt;br /&gt;ntar victor lah nyanyi, trus mami, surya, sola, gitu gitu deh .ahaha .&lt;br /&gt;yauda deh, treak2x gitu jadinya .&lt;br /&gt;hari saptunya aja suara gue ampe abis, hihi .&lt;br /&gt;okie thats it for today !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-1290997463732128193?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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parkiran deh .&lt;br /&gt;gue nyalain lilin kue, trus aping dateng gitu, jadi tiup2xan kue, colek2xan ampe kejar2xan diparkiran, autis spanjang masa lol. udaa gituh makan makan kue gitu potong2x dan tibatiba ad tukang parkir. gue kira dia mo ngomelin gitu yakan d parkiran kek gitu, ternyata dia cuma bilang ke si aping "slamet ulangtaon bos" hahaa, bae juga tu orang .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah abis itu, gue k moi LAGI dan ntn LAGI. kali ini ntn fasttrack yang stenga 6 gitu .ga tlalu bagus c g blg, tp lmyn lah yaa, hehee not bad laa .&lt;br /&gt;nah abis selsai ntn itu pulangg deh .pretty fun .hahaa .&lt;br /&gt;cape ni skrg, besok mau dihum sajaa . males kemana2x hihi :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5189702153885327986-4111768657813540282?l=ladystephass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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