<?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-4827625495194922264</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:56:26.331-07:00</updated><category term='miley mandy'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='selena demi'/><category term='s'/><title type='text'>Untold Life Story</title><subtitle type='html'>Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes just be an illusion</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-631409931778607314</id><published>2010-10-06T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T07:50:00.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DNJ&amp;LJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hey there!&lt;br /&gt;uda lama juga ngga ngurusin blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Skrg gue pengen cerita soal kehidupan SMA gue yang super duper fun! And yes, semua itu berkat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;DNJ&amp;amp;LJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;. Mungkin orang nyebut dnj&amp;amp;lj itu komunitas, tapi buat gue mereka itu keluarga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;DNJ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sendiri merupakan singkatan dari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Doi Nongkrong di Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; yang terdiri dari cowok cowok yang asik, gokil dan pastinya solid. Sedangkan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;LJ&lt;/span&gt; atau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lady Juicer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; itu cewek ceweknya, satu keluarga sama dnj. Singkat kata ngga bakal ada LJ tanpa DNJ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Ya emang gue akuin, banyak banget masalah yang terjadi diangkatan gue, yaitu angkatan 2012. Banyak konflik dan pertentangan, tapi itu semua bikin kita jadi tambah deket. Lady Juicer angkatan gue terdiri dari &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sarah, Vany, Cinthiya, Riris, Elfira, Anis, Devita, Chantika, Dilla, Dwi Ratna, Dwi Permata, Hanny, Astry, Shelly, Selvy, Lina, Kartika dan gue sendiri. &lt;/span&gt;FYI, i'm the last LJ diangkatan gue :p dan gue pun beda sendiri, kalo yang lain diajak sama kak iko (DNJ 2010), gue diajak sama kak aline (LJ 2010) hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Kehidupan SMA gue seruuuuu banget sejak ada mereka. Udah banyak banget momen momen yang kita laluin sama sama. Dari mulai ketawa ketawa bareng, bercanda sampe berantem haha. Gue bener bener bersyukur bisa punya keluarga kedua kaya mereka. Yang selalu ada disaat gue butuh, bisa bikin gue ketawa ngakak disaat gue sedih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Banyak banget kenangan kenangan yang ngga akan pernah bisa gue lupain. Dari mulai buka puasa bersama, sahur on the road, sampe sekedar ngumpul ngumpul dikantin atau rup. Belom ada setahun gue jadi bagian dari mereka gue uda ngerasain betapa solidnya DNJ. Anak anak DNJ sendiri termasuk kalangan anak anak yang heboh disekolah. Sekolah jadi seru kalo ada mereka. Gapernah sekalipun gue nyesel jadi bagian dari mereka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Sejak masuk DNJ&amp;amp;LJ pun gue punya banyaaaaak banget kakak kakak yang asik dan gokil. Ngga bisa gue sebutin satu satu, yang pasti gue sayang sama mereka semua. Gue juga punya adik adik yang asik. Adik adik yang gue maksud adalah DNJ&amp;amp;LJ angkatan 2013, angkatan dibawah gue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       Yang pasti, gue sayang banget sama DNJ, gue ngga akan pernah keluar dari DNJ, dan gue ngga akan ngebiarin DNJ mati. Gue akan terus solid sama DNJ&amp;amp;LJ :DD&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/4827625495194922264-631409931778607314?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/631409931778607314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=631409931778607314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/631409931778607314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/631409931778607314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/dnj.html' title='DNJ&amp;LJ'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-2632494052064648577</id><published>2010-08-05T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T04:00:43.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear Y-O-U</title><content type='html'>Dear someone, &lt;br /&gt;My friends told me not to be in love with you too much. They told me to hate you, to leave you and start a new life without you. But let's face it, I c-a-n-t. I've known you for years and I knew you're a really good guy. You're kind, and friendly. Even though sometimes, I don't get what's going through your mind. You're different. Its like I don't know you anymore. Lately, I feel like, you hate me so much. I'm not sure why, but if it was my fault, I am so sorry. I never wanted you to be mad at me, I never meant to hurt you or anything. If I could turn back the time, I would. I wanna be there, when you were 'yourself', when you were nice to me, when you were my 'friend'. Can we go back to the past? Can we be friends again like we used to? Can we start all over again? Will you forgive me for the mistakes I've done? Please, understand. Understand that I love you so much, and that feeling will never stop. I can't help my self not to love you no more. I love you more than I love myself, and I was hoping (I still do) that you could appreciate it. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-2632494052064648577?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2632494052064648577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=2632494052064648577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2632494052064648577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2632494052064648577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-y-o-u.html' title='dear Y-O-U'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-8091142969287295519</id><published>2010-06-15T23:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:23:22.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love story</title><content type='html'>I just read an interesting story, but also sad. Check this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th grade &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th grade &lt;br /&gt;The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year &lt;br /&gt;The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Day &lt;br /&gt;A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few Years Later &lt;br /&gt;Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral&lt;br /&gt;Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-8091142969287295519?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8091142969287295519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=8091142969287295519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/8091142969287295519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/8091142969287295519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-story.html' title='love story'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-4790852957184251936</id><published>2010-04-07T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T11:36:05.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>high school again and again</title><content type='html'>My high school life is getting better. I really enjoy being a high school student&lt;br /&gt;even though I hate the tasks, exams, and everything that ruin my life. But I sure do &lt;br /&gt;miss that days, when I go to 199, laughing, joking with my friens and stuff like that. &lt;br /&gt;But what I miss the most is the old him, since high school, he changed, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And to be honest I hate the new him. I miss when he used to care about others.&lt;br /&gt;   There's lots of things going on in my life that I can't explain it one by one.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I already told you this before, I like one of my seniors. He's a really nice guy, &lt;br /&gt;I think, he's really good at english too. And don't really know, but maybe, just maybe, &lt;br /&gt;I love him. I never met that kind of guy before. He got something that I don't know what&lt;br /&gt;that makes me in love with him. He's not handsome, good looking or else, but I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;he really is a nice guy. Well it's 2 am, better get some sleep. See ya later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-4790852957184251936?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4790852957184251936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=4790852957184251936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4790852957184251936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4790852957184251936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/high-school-again-and-again.html' title='high school again and again'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-2413981162818867358</id><published>2010-01-20T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T07:02:02.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again</title><content type='html'>my high school life is getting better and better. since i have lots of friends there :) because of my friends, i can survive and i can solve my problems. thank you so muuuuch for supporting me, be there when i need you. i just wanna say, i'm lucky to have you guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-2413981162818867358?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2413981162818867358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=2413981162818867358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2413981162818867358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2413981162818867358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-again.html' title='hello again'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-5101351833738460690</id><published>2010-01-08T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T02:06:35.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love this song, it's so 'me'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Feels Like Home - Chantal Kreviazuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Somethin' in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms&lt;br /&gt;There's somethin' in your voice, makes my heart beat fast&lt;br /&gt;Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew how lonely my life has been&lt;br /&gt;And how long I've been so alone&lt;br /&gt;And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along&lt;br /&gt;And change my life the way you've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from&lt;br /&gt;It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A window breaks, down a long, dark street&lt;br /&gt;And a siren wails in the night&lt;br /&gt;But I'm alright, 'cause I have you here with me&lt;br /&gt;And I can almost see, through the dark there is light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you knew how much this moment means to me&lt;br /&gt;And how long I've waited for your touch&lt;br /&gt;And if you knew how happy you are making me&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I'd love anyone so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way the back where I come from&lt;br /&gt;It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&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-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4827625495194922264-5101351833738460690?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5101351833738460690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=5101351833738460690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/5101351833738460690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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happy with my high school life right now, but still, i miss my junior high school, especially &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-711249876485357526?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/711249876485357526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=711249876485357526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/711249876485357526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/711249876485357526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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quotes, in my opinion, these are the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Voltaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"The day you finally decide to love me will be the day after the day I have given up on chasing you''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-unknown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;''Moving on is simple,it's what you leave behind that makes it so difficult''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Franklin P. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;''If you have love, you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; it doesn't matter much what else you have''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Sir James M. Barrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;''It hurts to see the one you love happy with someone else, but it is more painful to see the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you are with unhappy with you''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What was the point of having unending life if that life was without love?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Claudia Gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;''Why am I afraid to lose you when you're not even mine''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;''You will know that you love someone, when you want him/her to be happy. Even if that means you're not a part of their happiness''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone admits that love is wonderful and necessary, yet no one agrees on just what it is''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotesoflove.org/author/Diane_Ackerman" title="Diane Ackerman quotes" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Diane Ackerman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and these poems are the best poems (according to me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&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-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by Amanda M Parker: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&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-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I missed you&lt;br /&gt;I missed you more&lt;br /&gt;But now you've closed the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chance is gone&lt;br /&gt;Too hard to move on&lt;br /&gt;As my eyes swell up with tears&lt;br /&gt;I realize, loosing you&lt;br /&gt;Was my biggest fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my best friend&lt;br /&gt;But every dream&lt;br /&gt;Must come to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I wake&lt;br /&gt;I begin to fake&lt;br /&gt;My hapiness and joy&lt;br /&gt;Inside I think&lt;br /&gt;About the days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of I missed you&lt;br /&gt;I missed you more"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by (Unknown): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"What a mystery love is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought that it wouldn't happen again&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm here again writing&lt;br /&gt;Writing about how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I fell again&lt;br /&gt;For a guy&lt;br /&gt;This guy seems like no other I've met&lt;br /&gt;I want to be more than just friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I just recently met you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help how you have made me feel&lt;br /&gt;I have a bit of a crush on you&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I got to say&lt;br /&gt;Why did it happen?&lt;br /&gt;I do not know&lt;br /&gt;Do I regret it?&lt;br /&gt;No I don't&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a part of your life&lt;br /&gt;And be someone special to you&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep your hugs&lt;br /&gt;And to stay at your side&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me for what I'm saying&lt;br /&gt;But some how I find myself liking you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it happened&lt;br /&gt;But I do hope I can stay at your side&lt;br /&gt;And on this day I say to you&lt;br /&gt;I like you&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing I can do about it&lt;br /&gt;I've tried not feeling this way&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;So please let me stay at your side"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; 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href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/quotes-of.html' title='Quotes&amp;Poems of ♥'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-7874296203424792870</id><published>2009-12-31T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:05:48.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2006/001/6/c/Happy_new_year_by_horeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 533px; height: 800px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2006/001/6/c/Happy_new_year_by_horeb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3...2...1 HAPPY NEW YEAAAARR fooolks, have a good year &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px;font-size:12px;"&gt;i hope this year will become the most colorful year in my life, full of happiness and laughter :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px;font-size:12px;"&gt;and i wish all of my dreams will come true in 2010 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;AMIN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px;font-size:12px;"&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/4827625495194922264-7874296203424792870?l=dhiraslifestory.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/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-3631276563193387523</id><published>2009-11-05T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T04:09:02.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want him to be happy and not like this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You will know that you love someone .when you want him to be happy.Even if that means you're not a part of their happiness&lt;/i&gt;." and yes ,i want him to be happy no matter what. even if it's hurts for me, as long as he's happy, i'm happy. i hate the way his ex treated him ,she always hurt him. dont you ever think about him?even just a bit? he loves you and you know that but you betray him. i want the best for him ,and i know the word "best" is not for you ,girl. leave him alone, get a life. you said that you love him, if you do, then WHY ,why did you betray him? if you want to be with another guy, just tell him the truth. it'll be less hurtful that doing it behind his back. i want you not to bother him again. he has his own life, and his life should go on without you. so please ,just leave him alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-3631276563193387523?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3631276563193387523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=3631276563193387523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-1460194381466063514</id><published>2009-10-29T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T03:49:29.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's high school</title><content type='html'>It's a new school, new rule, new friends, new teacher and new seniors. i'm starting to like my new school, well it's kinda annoying when you got lots of tasks to do, but just enjoy it. it's only once in your life. so many people said that high school is the funnest, the coolest and the most wonderful time in your life. but i do miss junior high school, there's so many memories that i cant count.&lt;br /&gt;       i dont know how to say this but, i think i'm falling in love with one of my seniors. he's a great guy and he's two years older than me. he's not amazingly handsome ,but he's a cool guy. and the worst part about him is, he'll graduate next year. he's the one that made my high school life colorful and when he's gone, i think it's gonna black and white, sigh. one thing for sure, i'm not gonna tell his name here. but if you're my close friend you should've known .&lt;br /&gt;       i think thats all for now, see you later peeps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-1460194381466063514?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1460194381466063514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=1460194381466063514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>holiday almost oveeeeeeeer :'( ,i want another week of holiday pleeeeeeaaaaase!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-2547222709817139315?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2547222709817139315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=2547222709817139315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2547222709817139315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2547222709817139315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-folks.html' title='hey folks'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-4223239886161433200</id><published>2009-09-17T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:32:59.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lebaran lebaran  ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sebentar lagi lebaran&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;please forgive me kalo pernah ada kesalahan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;selamat idul fitri yaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'courier new';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'courier new';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;love, dira &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;♥ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:'Lucida Grande',sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/lebaran-lebaran.html' title='lebaran lebaran  ♥'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-1717482944041908203</id><published>2009-09-17T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:52:39.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday holiday holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i loooove this holiday so much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="bio" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dari sabtu sampe hari selasa jalan terusss .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sabtu&lt;/i&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; buka bersama di rumah sodara gue, tadinya cuma mau bukber ,taraweh sm potong kue aja tapi ada sodara gue yang ngajakin ke midnight sale-nya sency .yaudaah deh berangkat jam 10.30 sampe sency jam 11 (kebetulan deket) .abis pada shopping di debenhams (gue dapet spatu 3 asik hahaha) ada yang nunggu di starbucks ada yang nunggu di caffe sebelah foodism (lupa namanya ) .akhirnya gue sampe rumah jam 2.30 terus langsung sahur hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;minggu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; : &lt;/b&gt;(sumpah sumpah gue lupa abis minggu kemana ,yg pasti ngga dirumah aja .tp kemana yaa ?ih lupa abis ,nanti kalo inget gue post deh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;senin&lt;/i&gt; : &lt;/b&gt;hari senin gue ke sency sm intan .tadinya mau nonton the grudge sm final destination tapiiiiii perjalanan dr rumah gue ke sency maceeeeet banget bener bener macet ngga gerak sm sekali akhirnya karna gue sampe sency jam setengah tiga uda ngga keburu lagi nonton final destination yaudah the grudge aja .karna filmnya baru mulai jam 4 ,gue jalan jalan dulu sm intan ke debenhams (akhirnya gue dapet tas gara gara waktu midnight sale kemaren ngga sempet) terus ke TGA beli majalah sm ke body shop beli lip balm sm body mist .barulaah kita keatas .the grudge keren sih tp ngagetinya itu looooh si intan ngomoooong terus bikin pusing aja hhahaha. nah waktu berbuka nih ,gue ke food hall dulu beli permen cola gitu sm lollipop baru nyari tempat makan .akhirnya gue sm intan makan di avenue  ,dia mesen tribeca smoke salmon pizza dan gue calzone .lamaa banget si intan makannya .selesai makann ,ke J.Co dulu beli J.Cool baru ke burger king beli buat sahur (padahal masi lama) .mana si intan mau beliin adeknya J.Co dulu (dr tadi kek sekalian waktu gue beli J.Cool hahhaha) yaudah langsung ke lobby depan nunggu dijemput .akhirnya gue sampe rumah 10 -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;selasa&lt;/i&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; another family daay ,jadi gue sm dea ,riri ,ayu ,mb putri ,rhya ,nia ke pim .bukber di platinum penuhnyaaaa ampun deh .mana macet banget lagi di perjalanan .akhirnya dapet kursi tp cuma 3 .yaudah gue dea sm mb rhya duduk disitu dulu sambil buka ,yang lainnya main di timezone -,- .akhirnya dapet tempat juga hh .abis makan langsung ke XXI pim 2 nonton final destination 3D (yang tiketnya uda dipesen dea lewat telfon) .abis ngambil tiket langsung ke studio 1 .sumpah gue deg degaaan abis nonton yg 3D (waktu my bloody valentine juga sih) ,untung gue uda nonton yg ngga 3Dnya jadi tau kapan scene scene yang mengerikan hahhaha .abis itu uda jam 9.30 ,ke VnC sm toko sekitarnyalah baru ke heavenly blush .uda jam 10 (uda pada gelap) ayu mau beli legging di zara ,yaudah .mana ngantri lg jadi lama .begitu keluar zz  ,uda gelaaaap semua tadi masih ada yg buka sekarang uda bener bener tutup paling tinggal starbucks sm J.Co .mana gue dijemput di pim 1 lg .buru buru deh gue (takut soalnya gelap abis) yang lain pada dijemput di pim 2 soalnya hihh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;rabu&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;rencananya gue mau ke ps tapi agak males juga sihh masa jalan terus yaudah ,akhirnya gue creambath sm meni pedi aja dirumah .harusnya &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;kamis&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;gue ke ps tp ngga ada yg nganter .pd pergi semua mobil dipake .yaudah rencana besok (&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;jumat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;) gue ke ps ,tp masi gatauuu pengen nonton G Force yg 3D tp kalo di blitz kacamatanya ga enak ,setelah kemaren gue nonton di pim .ternyata kacamatanya lbh bagus dr blitz (murah lg cuma 35) .yaudah besok kalo ga ps ,GI .oya bentar lagi lebaran yaa ,ga sabar deeh. byeee for now smooch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(3, 5, 3); "&gt; &lt;span class="bio" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4827625495194922264-1717482944041908203?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1717482944041908203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=1717482944041908203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1717482944041908203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1717482944041908203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/holiday-holiday-holiday.html' title='holiday holiday holiday'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-3425231134662917598</id><published>2009-09-09T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T07:36:01.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>090909</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Yang udah ngucapin via facebook ,twitter,msn ,sms ,juga telfon yaa&lt;br /&gt;maaf nggak bisa dibales semuaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/Sqe8iiIKyOI/AAAAAAAAALk/4q5nj2A7I3I/s1600-h/5611_1198930143093_1523725595_547473_8287178_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/Sqe8iiIKyOI/AAAAAAAAALk/4q5nj2A7I3I/s320/5611_1198930143093_1523725595_547473_8287178_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379475581379987682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nadira Permata Imaniar's 15th birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;on 090909 ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love yaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='090909'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/Sqe8iiIKyOI/AAAAAAAAALk/4q5nj2A7I3I/s72-c/5611_1198930143093_1523725595_547473_8287178_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-9162477990417251248</id><published>2009-08-31T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T07:37:54.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hut RI</title><content type='html'>jadi ,hari jumat (15/08/09) sman 103 ngadain lomba lomba gitu buat 17an ,seru deh (ga belajar soalnya) .temen temen gue pada ikut tarik tambang tapi didiskualifikasi ,katanya kelamaan datengnya .tugas gue cuma foto foto aja sih ,awalnya gara gara disuruh kan anak fotografi (asik) jadi disuruh foto foto aja kalo ada kameranya .gue kesana kesini nyari foto yang bagus ,tapi ujung ujungnya ga mentingin sisi fotografinya juga sih .yang penting foto foto sebanyaak mungkin hahaha .yang paling seru waktu osis (2008/2009) tanding voli sama guru (putri) dan kader osis yang baru (putra) .gue dapet foto foto waktu tanding voli banyaak banget ,soalnya males kemana mana jadi objek yang depan mata ya itu hahaha .ini ni foto foto waktu tanding voli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SpvEp0FSemI/AAAAAAAAALM/S_6aJUDwuoc/s1600-h/n1523725595_522727_539747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 166px;" 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style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SpvFBdQrXuI/AAAAAAAAALc/0LN5Yq10-oM/s320/n1523725595_522746_3384260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376107209021939426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;fotonya banyaak banget di kamera gue ,uda gue upload di facebook jadi cek sendiri aja yaa&lt;br /&gt;sumpah yaa hari ini seruu banget .segini dulu yaa byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-9162477990417251248?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9162477990417251248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=9162477990417251248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-8891476396436843926</id><published>2009-08-13T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:55:03.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>high school</title><content type='html'>i love being a high school student ,even though there's so many homework and tasks to do .i got so many new friends and i'm happy to be in this school .but ,i do miss my old friends but there's nothing i can do .they're busy with their own things and activities .it's been a month since i left junior high .if i could ,i want to turn back the time when all of us are together .i miss junior high ,i miss my old school ,i miss my 9.3 ,i miss 199's bathroom ,i miss the teacher ,i miss everything .but i know i get use to this and i will .it's a bit frustrating when the first time i got sooo many homework ,and school ends at 3 ,in junior high i got home by 1 .so many differences between high school and junior high .a month feels like a year .actually i got so many stories to tell ,but i'm so tired right now ,so i will continue on this post later byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-8891476396436843926?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8891476396436843926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=8891476396436843926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/8891476396436843926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/8891476396436843926'/><link rel='alternate' 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udah ga ada lagi .gue masih inget banget waktu praktek drama bu emi minjem kamera gue .itu terakhir kali gue ngomong sama bu emi .nyesel banget waktu itu gue ga foto bareng deh .&lt;br /&gt;     Tanggal 18 nya hari kamis anak 199 beserta alumni (ya gak semua sih) ngelayat bu emi di rumahnya di harapan baru .ya Allah ,gila gue ,zhie ,amel ,intan,ita ,sama sovi nyasar tau ga .gara gara yang ngasih tau jalan ga jelas .muter muter sampe duta kranji ga ketemu ketemu .uda 3 kali nanya tukang becak ,ojek sama satpan .katanya di harapan baru 2 ,yaudah gue kesana eh pas di telefon gatau nya harapan baru 1 .yaudah deh ,nanya nanya lagi sama tukang becak buat shorcut . akhirnya uda di harapan baru 1 .zhie nelfon lagi . GATAUNYA di harapan baru regency ,katanya harapan baru 1 sama regency deken jadi sama aja (-____-'') .yaudah ke harapan baru regency setelah satu jam nyasar akhirnyaaa sampe (sorry gue persingkat ceritanya) .sampe sana gue langsung masuk ke rumahnya ,astagfirullah gak tega gue ngeliatnya biarpun ditutup kain .ga lama ,gue ,zhie ,amel ,ita ,sovi ,intan keluar .udah mau dibawa ke tpu tuh jam 11an .udah gitu waktu naek metro mini yang penuh bener bener penuh sampe bediri aja susah ,eeh ternyata salah naek .bukan yang itu ,itu yang buat guru .yaudah deh nunggu lagi .lamaaa banget baru muncul .langsung pada naek ,eh abang nya turun .setengah jam kemudian baru berangkat ke tpu pondok kelapa .gila ya di tpu panaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasnya kaya di deket matahari ,gue sampe pusing .mau pulang tapi acara belom selesai yaudah nunggu dulu .barulah akhirnya gue bisa pulang jam 2 siang . FYI gue ngumpul dulu di sekolah dr jam 8 ,sampe jam 2 siang berdiri terus bayangin capeknya .sampe rumah ol plurk sma fb bentar terus tewas di kamar gue haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-4145875167715738471?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4145875167715738471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=4145875167715738471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4145875167715738471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4145875167715738471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/selamat-jalan-bu-emi.html' title='Selamat jalan bu emi'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-1745216621007175039</id><published>2009-06-10T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:30:59.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yearbook on thursday morning</title><content type='html'>morning ,&lt;br /&gt;gue tidur jam 11 tapi kebangun jam 3 dan ga tidur lagi so ,daripada bosen posting aja . gue bingung banget ya sama sekolah (baca: kepala sekolah )yang nggak ngebolehin bikin yearbook ato buku taunan. sekolah laen aja pada bikin biarpun awal awalnya nggak boleh.jangankan perpisahan ,pensi aja nggak ada .nyesel juga gue masuk situ .ada yang bilang katanya boleh ada bt dan rabu kemaren mau foto foto ,tapi anak anaknya keburu pulang .tapi ada yang bilang juga kata kepseknya nggak boleh .ih shit banget taun lalu aja pada ada bt dan perpisahan .ck .yah semoga aja ada bt kan itung itung mengenang masa smp hahaha .kalo perpisahan emang urusan kelas masing masing kayanya haha .pasrah aja semoga jadi haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-1745216621007175039?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1745216621007175039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-4655854273491000942</id><published>2009-05-26T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:49:45.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a (crazy) day with intan nabila</title><content type='html'>ok ,jadi beberapa hari yang lalu gue ngajak intan ke sency .soalnya gue bosen banget di rumah ga ada kerjaan .kebetulan hari senen nyokap bokap gue kerja jadi sekalian bisa nganterin ke sency. rencananya sih gue pengen nonton sama intan ,trus ya jalan aja .tapi gue check di 21cineplex filmnya cuma angels and demons sama night at the museum .yaudah gue cek di blitz ,pilihannya lebih banyak .yaudah setelah negosiasi sama intan ,akhirnya gue mutusin ke grand indonesia aja&lt;br /&gt;             pas hari senen ,jadi deh abis nganterin nyokap ke kantornya .bokap gue langsung ngedrop gue sama intan di GI .first thing to do is beli tiket .langsung deh gue ke blitz ,bingung juga mau nonton apa ,si intan bilang "3d aja 3d" yaudah .gue beli tiket my bloody valentine yang 3D .masi sepi banget secara baru jam 11.30 .sambil nunggu filmnya mulai jam 12.45 gue sama intan nyari makan deh .tadinya mau burger king tapi si intan pengen makan nasi ,jadi ended up di hokben deh haha .abis makan langsung ke blitz .agak lama nunggunya, soalnya si mbak lagi ngambil 3D glasses nya .gila keren abis kalo 3D ,filmnya sih ga luar biasa keren tapi yah lumayan .3d nya yang bikin keren .alhasil gue sama intan deg deg an sendiri begitu keluar dari blitz .&lt;br /&gt;                          abis itu gue ke toko LG sam iBox liat liat iPhone sama iPod yang kebetulan si intan mau dibeliin LG cookie sama sang ayah . selesai dari situ ,kayanya gue salah turun tangga JADI nyasar ,gue mau ke starbucks tapi nyasar sampe ke gedung sebelah . gila serem abis ,bener bener ga ada orang ,gue di ug sih .kanan kiri ruangan kosong ditutup tirai item gitu .ihhh .uda muter muter sampe sejam lewatnya situ situ lagi .akhirnya gue sama intan nyerah deh ,nanya sama securitynya starbucks dimana .dia bilang "oh di gedung sebelah de ,naik satu lantai terus nyebrang " .gue sama intan langsung bengong .hahaha .akhirnya nyampe di starbucks ,pesen vanilla blended cream dan DUDUK .cape banget muter muter ga jelas . jadinya foto foto deh hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/Shuq3kUcfTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/psFnk0xmvKM/s1600-h/4637_1142370209130_1523725595_373518_7497911_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/Shuq3kUcfTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/psFnk0xmvKM/s320/4637_1142370209130_1523725595_373518_7497911_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340049654796811570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/ShurHFjuFRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/B3eili9lqhc/s1600-h/n1523725595_373517_7566949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/ShurHFjuFRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/B3eili9lqhc/s320/n1523725595_373517_7566949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340049921417286930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 setelah sejam duduk di situ .gue sms bokap dulu minta jemput sebelom 3 in 1 uda jam 4 soalnya .kata bokap jemputnya 20 menit lagi .yaudah gue nunggu sama intan sambil muter muter .ke kinokuniya dulu sambil liat buku baru .eh eh si intan ngeliat majalah miley cyrus .langsung lemes deh tuh anak .hahaha .abis dari kinokuniya gue di sms bokap, katanya jemputnya jam 5.30 .pegel deh gue sama intan ,masih 1 setengah jam lagi .yaudah gue nemenin intan ke guardian beli vaseline sama ponds .daripada bingung yaudah gue ke burger king aja beli burger buat dirumah sama kentang buat makan sama intan disana .setelah lamaaaaa banget (lebay) disana .nyokap telfon uda ada di depan .yaudah deh gue langsung ke mobil sama intan .&lt;br /&gt;    abis ini rencana mau makan di GM tapi no smoking ternyata ,yaudah bokap gue gamau pindah deh .abis beli kue di harvest gue ke tempat makan punya tante gue namanya dapur omahku di kuningan (promosi ) hahaha .abis dari sana gue nganterin intan pulang anddddd finally home . selesai deh buat hari itu .seru abisssss deh .rencananya gue pengen ke sana lagi nonton hannah montana . masi lama banget ,tapi yaa tunggu aja dehh ya bye for now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-4655854273491000942?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/Shuq3kUcfTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/psFnk0xmvKM/s72-c/4637_1142370209130_1523725595_373518_7497911_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-2902142666552197520</id><published>2009-05-18T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:48:36.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holidaaaay</title><content type='html'>hey :)&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm just bored at home .actually i have to study for tomorrow's test but my brain is just so tired hhaha .after this test, i'm just want to relax and have fun plus shopping ! hahha :p&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna have fun with my friends this holiday ,because i dont have much time hanging out with them anymore . so i will spend my time with them as long as i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go , i'll continue on this later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-2902142666552197520?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2902142666552197520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=2902142666552197520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2902142666552197520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2902142666552197520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width="400" alt="Seasonal" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlluekRLbWd4M2hHREJDNjRGQm9qencAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Seasonal" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/seasonal/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8256951"&gt;Seasonal&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=734252"&gt;dhiira&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/hilary_duff_looks/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8257779"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Hilary Duff Looks" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkVoaW1hSGt4M2hHNE9kbGJGQm9qencAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Hilary Duff Looks" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/hilary_duff_looks/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8257779"&gt;Hilary Duff Looks&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=734252"&gt;dhiira&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/dorothy_perkins_t-shirts/shop?brand=Dorothy+Perkins&amp;amp;category_id=21"&gt;Dorothy Perkins t-shirts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/hannah_montana_looks/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8257696"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Hannah Montana Looks" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkhyXzlGWG94M2hHcE45QmNGQm9qencAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Hannah Montana Looks" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/hannah_montana_looks/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8257696"&gt;Hannah Montana Looks&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a rel="nofollow" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-4500975935349041518</id><published>2009-04-03T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:31:54.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this God ? why my life is so hard ..</title><content type='html'>sigh ..&lt;br /&gt;now i'm speechless . all i can do is crying . i cant do anything right .&lt;br /&gt;and this is because of him . i dont know why i cant forget about him .&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my friends , i'm feeling better now . but its still hard for me to laugh or even smile again .&lt;br /&gt;i know there's other girls that likes him the way i do . i know , you dont have to hide it from me .&lt;br /&gt;it hurts like hell when you tell me that thing in school , i dont blame you . but you're making me realize , how hurt it is to have a relationship like this . you said i should forget him . i know and i will ! at least i hope so . those words you say about forget him for him , its hard to do . i shouldnt love him in the first place . but there's nothing i can do about it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-4500975935349041518?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4500975935349041518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=4500975935349041518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4500975935349041518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4500975935349041518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-this-god-why-my-life-is-so-hard.html' title='What is this God ? why my life is so hard ..'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-3332569747063481492</id><published>2009-03-12T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:42:35.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>acoustic guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the continue of my previous posting about guitar  &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i really wanna play the acoustic guitar . i've tried the classical one , and i dont really like the sound .&lt;br /&gt;i know it's difficult to play guitars especially the acoustic one . the first time i played the classical guitar , my finger turning purple (not red or blue anymore) . but i wanna keep going . i will try as hard as i can :D  !&lt;br /&gt;i found so many videos on youtube that shows me how to play a guitar . i learn it for there .&lt;br /&gt;and so far i pick this one as the best acoustic performance (for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p1Y9ccRg7gw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p1Y9ccRg7gw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evanescence - my immortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i pick this one as well for the best of lavigne's acoustic performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/66MFvu4-VaA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/66MFvu4-VaA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avril lavigne - nobody's home &lt;br /&gt;(to be honest , i just like the sound of the guitar . it sounds &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfect &lt;/span&gt;! i love that guitar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now ,&lt;br /&gt;see you later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-3332569747063481492?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3332569747063481492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=3332569747063481492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/3332569747063481492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/3332569747063481492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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about the crazy things that selena&amp;amp;demi does ,  but sometimes it's just about a story of them .&lt;br /&gt;this show is not on tv , you can watch it on youtube . they're using webcam .&lt;br /&gt;but actually miley cyrus had a show like this too called "the miley and mandy show" .&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw these videos , i thought sel&amp;amp;demi was impersonating miley&amp;amp;mandy ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but after i read the description on miley's video , she said " the parody of selena&amp;amp;demi show" , i realize that miley is the on who impersonating sel&amp;amp;demi . lol . its a cool video though :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you should see it too , its just about girls and their stuff ;) .&lt;br /&gt;eventough i like sel&amp;amp;demi better but i like miley&amp;amp;mandy too ( i just dont like mandy , she's like a b****)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i pick this one randomize , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yv41Grfrp5o"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yv41Grfrp5o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;http://www.youtube.com/?v=yv41Grfrp5o&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;for the rest of the show go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;youtube &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;for details go to (profile) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/demilovato"&gt;therealdemilovato&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/selenagomez"&gt;selgomez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/ItsDemiAndSelena"&gt;itsDemiAndSelena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;for mile and mandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://http://www.youtube.com/mileymandy"&gt; click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (mileymandy's profile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;thanks , take care guys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-3804682009666142211?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3804682009666142211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=3804682009666142211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/3804682009666142211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/3804682009666142211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/selena-and-demi-show.html' title='The Selena and Demi show'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-4066671332311485142</id><published>2009-02-20T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:57:14.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It happened again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;i made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;i've got nowhere to run "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thats's pretty much how i feel now . this thing that happen to me so many times .&lt;br /&gt;it started when my best friend (just call her A ) getting closer to the guy i like ( just call him B) .&lt;br /&gt;it feels horrible . A talks to B like a close friends , and i cant help it . i'm so jealous and i cant control my self , i just wanna be alone for a sec . maybe she doesn't realize how much it hurts to me .&lt;br /&gt;i've been through those days . in 8th grade a guy i like hook up with my friend , and they're always been together , worse &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in front of me &lt;/span&gt;. all i can do was crying , that's it . and then on february 2008 , a guy i like (call him C) starting to like my own bestfriend (just call her D) , and from march 2008  havent talked to her until now . i dont want this to happen again . right now i really dont know what i have to do to make this thing straight .&lt;br /&gt;       maybe A doesnt realize this before but , there's something i wanna say about her . and that is :&lt;br /&gt;- she steal my best friend (call her F) , it started when i was in solo for a week . i know there's something wrong with F , she said it's ok if i dont come to school . i know her . so i figure she's getting close to A , so she doesnt need me anymore .&lt;br /&gt;- A and D getting closer , when i falling in love with D  . she told me everything he said to her like " i think you're beautiful " . it makes me so hurt . and now  i'm done with him starting to like B .&lt;br /&gt;- when i like B , A getting closer and closer to him . it feels so much hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i wonder &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is she doesnt realize how much pain i got , how hurt i am for losing my best friend and 2 guys i like . actually theres still more , but i wont tell it here . just in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh god , please dont do this to me again . i dont wanna lose everything i have . please , im begging you . dont ruin my life ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-4066671332311485142?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4066671332311485142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=4066671332311485142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4066671332311485142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4066671332311485142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-happened-again.html' title='It happened again'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-3113219952002172055</id><published>2009-02-13T01:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T02:06:36.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>without you here with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;got nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;got nothing to feel&lt;br /&gt;the darkness in my heart blinded me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the voice i use to hear now disappear&lt;br /&gt;the face i use to know now gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i need you out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;never knew the pain was so real&lt;br /&gt;i just stand here looking that beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;it hurts like hell&lt;br /&gt;i got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;i wanna start this over again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-3113219952002172055?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3113219952002172055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=3113219952002172055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/3113219952002172055'/><link 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(&lt;a href="http://dontvisitindon2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;) . it's a singaporean blog , about them who hates indonesia so much . i will go with no comment but i guess i have to say something . well , i think they shouldnt say horrible things about indo. to be honest , i dont really like this country too . but i wont told anyone that indonesia just a lil piece of shit . its a country , where i live , where i had a family , where i found lots of friends and where my life begun . maybe 30% of my life for indonesia . eventhough the 70% is for america , but that doesnt mean i will say terrible terrible things about my country . they say indonesian couldnt speak english , well maybe 65% but there's still so many people that good at other things . nobody's perfect . i wouldnt say my english is good , becouse im a student and i'm still learning .&lt;br /&gt;well now i wanna ask som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ething to the singaporean or malaysian , could you speak or pronounce english better than us ? . i've heard how do you speak english , no mean comment .&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes i said that i hate indonesia so badly but its not really that bad , i just hate how the school thing going on here or the goverment or the polititions . and sometimes i wish that indonesia could be like america ( even that's impossible , i know) . but the point is , well i coudnt say i like indonesia so i will go with dont scam this country . to be honest again , if i heard some of indonesians hate america or burn america's flag or hate the president ( like obama) i would and i will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate them&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;i found this web and one of indonesian said horrible things about this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; country . eventhough i agreed with some of the words but i wont hate this country so much ( or maybe i do) . they say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;I HATE INDONESIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this goddamn stupid "third-world" country. I hate the lame government ruled by old moron people. I hate the stupid eastern culture that's going on in this country. I hate their hypocrisy about everything. I hate their idiotic electric company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate their policies, monopoly, and their inconsistencies about everything they do (or what they told you they would do). I hate the fact that this country is POOR, and so their people are also PO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;OR, poor in knowledge, poor in resources, both human and nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that everything is so god damn expensive down here, and don't tell me about the low-life-cost here. There's nothing cheap here for people like me. I hate their economical so-called-growth. I hate rupiah. I hate their internet connection that's so slow and weak and terribly expensive too. I hate that I was born in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never wish to born here :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.topix.com/forum/world/malaysia/T7ICHBFGQ0D0OIT86"&gt;click here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more info .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4827625495194922264-6949090305040229272?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6949090305040229272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=6949090305040229272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/6949090305040229272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/6949090305040229272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-indonesial-and-malingsia.html' title='about indonesial and malingsia'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-4476124356092989028</id><published>2009-01-27T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:29:00.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Romantic Songs , Most Sad Songs etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just a few songs i love to hear , eventhough some of these songs is not romantic songs , but i love it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romantic Songs :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.The Red Jump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;suit Apparatus - Your Guardian angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;    Favourite lyrics : I'll be there for you through it all  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Lifehouse - You and Me&lt;br /&gt;   Favourite l&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yrics&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Oliver James - The Greatest  Story Ever Told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Favourite lyrics :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know I never could explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The way I lost my heart to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sugababes - About You Now&lt;br /&gt;   Favourite lyric&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s : &lt;/span&gt;I was dumb I was wrong I let you down but I know how I feel About you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Guy Sebastian - Angels Brought Me Here&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Favourite lyrics : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My dreams came true, when i found you I found you, my miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hannah Montana - One In a Million&lt;br /&gt;   Favourite lyrics : Thought the chances to meet somebody like you were a million to one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saddest Songs :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Rihanna - Cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;     Most heart-break lyrics : it cut me like a knife when you walked out of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. Avril Lavigne - Slipped Away ( I Miss You )&lt;br /&gt;     most heart-break l&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yrics :&lt;/span&gt;The day you slipped away Was the day i found it, won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Evanesence - My Immortal&lt;br /&gt;     Most heart-break lyrics&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;These wounds won't seem to heal This pain is just too real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. Taylor Swift - Tear Drops On My Guitar&lt;br /&gt; Most heart-break lyrics : She better hold him tight . give him all her love / i'll bet she's beautiful , the girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jesse McCartney - Just So You Know&lt;br /&gt; Most heart-break lyrics : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Thought you should know ,I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. S&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;imple Plan - Untitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Saddest lyrics : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How could this happen to me , I've made my mistakes  , got nowhere to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll add the rest of it later&lt;br /&gt;thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-4476124356092989028?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4476124356092989028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=4476124356092989028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4476124356092989028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4476124356092989028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/01/most-romantic-songs-most-sad-songs-etc.html' title='Most Romantic Songs , Most Sad Songs etc.'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-2720213021541113559</id><published>2009-01-02T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T07:24:08.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcoming 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holiday --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;gak kerasa uda new year . biar pun liburan gue bt banget tapi lumayan lah jalan jalan ato nonton doang haha . First day of holiday gila bete banget , soalnya bonyok masi kerja sampe hari rabu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;yeah , selasa gue gak ada k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;erjaan . yaudah gue iseng iseng rencana mau bikin kue . i'm not a good chef haha . tapi bahan bahannya belom ada jadi gue nitip nyokap yang baru pulang kantor . kata nyokap gue sih harga seluru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;h bahan yang gue minta hampir seharga jaket bulu di zara (lebay deh) . maklum gue mintanya borong .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Akhirnya setelah sekian lama itu kue jadi juga , niatnya sih bikin strawberry shortcake . tapi nyokap malah belinya bahan buat butter cake yaudah . haha . Biarpun bentuknya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; rada kacau gara gara whipped creamnya agak encer , tapi enak juga hasil karya sendiri .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malemnya agak bete nih , kan gue kira pasti ke tempat oma dong (my grandma's sister) buat christmas eve . tapi ternyata di undur beso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;k (t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;api gue gak bisa dateng besoknya ) . yauda akhirnya gue nonton &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deck the hall&lt;/span&gt; dvd sambil makan pop corn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gue di rumah bude gue merayakan christmas . aduh gila m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;alem ini yang paling seru 2 minggu ini .&lt;br /&gt;dan seperti biasa gue selalu mainin anjingnya bude gu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;e , lucu banget! namanya naughty :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4htaWiC9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mQFYPCe8-f0/s1600-h/notii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4htaWiC9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mQFYPCe8-f0/s320/notii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700076631198674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4h6JzccfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/f0FPMznXj0M/s1600-h/another+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4h6JzccfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/f0FPMznXj0M/s320/another+one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700295527363058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapi anehnya sodara gue , namanya dimas malah takut sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a anjing . padahal umurnya uda 23an ke atas . Tapi yang lebih fre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ak lagi , dia ini punya peliharaan uler , iguana , sama tarngtula . sama uler gak takut tapi sama anjing kok takut . hahaha . tapi si naughty ini anjing rumahan banget , naik tangga aja gak bisa haha . salonnya aja dateng ke rumah , makanya bulunya bagus banget .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4tNmhHybI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gYDkloE9dqA/s1600-h/yaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4tNmhHybI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gYDkloE9dqA/s320/yaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286712724280560050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dari kiri : ayu , me , rhya , nia missing riri )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abis celebrating an etc. sekitar jam 10an . gue bete gak kemana mana . yauda gue sama sodara sodara gue (cuma ber 6 ) ke rumah sodara gue namanya riri . orang nya penakut banget padahal uda kuliah . haha . Begitu sampe langsung ke kamar ayu kakaknya riri . lagi nyoba macbook barunya riri , padahal dia sendiri gak bisa make . tiba tiba si riri cerita soal game yang serem di internet . akhirnya kita mainlah game itu namanya hotel 626 , kalo main juga &lt;a href="http://www.hotel626.com/"&gt;klik disini&lt;/a&gt;. seru kok gamenya tapi serem .&lt;br /&gt;Teriak teriakan lah tuh gue s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ama sodara sodara gue , abis kakak gue ngagetin terus haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis main gue turun ke bawah sama sodara sodara gue . join sama para bapak dan ibu haha .&lt;br /&gt;ngomongin kebiasaan kebiasaan kita dulu , si riri nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gis terus , ayu tukang gigit dan sebagainya .&lt;br /&gt;gak kerasa uda malem banget , gue kira masih jam 12an gak taunya uda jam 2 pagi !&lt;br /&gt;Tapi obrolan lanjut terus sampe jam 2.30 . nyokap gue juga gak nyadar hihi . alhasil gue sampe rumah jam 3 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Year's eve !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aduh gila uda bete aja gue dari berhari hari yang lalu . soalnya gak ada rencana mau kemana malem taun baru . akhirnya gue punya ini siatif ke rumah sodara gue namanya tika sama adeknya poeti . Setelah gue kesana , kita setuju mau taun baruan di pasific place (yang paling deket dari rumah tika). Eh ternyata oh ternyata , setelah gue sampe sana sekitar jam 9 , uda pada tutup semua ! kalopun buka uda last order . sebel banget! gue sama sodara gue uda bt karna tante gue ngajakin pulang aja terus bikin ayam bakar . tapi akhirnya berhasil membujuk buat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; pergi lagi kemana gitu . tante gue nelfon hotel shangrila , tapi penuh semua . aduh mau kemana lagi nih , pikir gue .  eh nyokap punya ide buat ke fx sebelah ps . yaudah deh kesana .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wow , ternyata fx lagi ada acara new year's eve . kebetulan banget nih . tapi gara gara ini acara , gue and family harus bayar 50rb per orang kalo gak salah buat masuk doang ! tapi yauda lah . sampe di dalem di bagiin topi  kerucut yang buat taun baruan itu loh sama terompet . karena malu , yaudah si poeti aja yang make secara dia baru 10 taun . haha . bingung banget nyari nyari restoran . kata tante gue di minus 2 enak , yaudah ke sana lah gue . eh ternyata -2 lagi ada offer gitu . minimal makan 1,5 juta . GILA ! gue bilang . gak mungkinlah makan sampe seharga iPod . yaudah cari lagi deh . akhirnya makan di foodism . banyak cewek cewek yang pake baju india gitu . uda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;h gitu di seblah gue isinya bule semua ! haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4vshch8HI/AAAAAAAAAIE/H8YkQxVNl1Q/s1600-h/Hihhi.x123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4vshch8HI/AAAAAAAAAIE/H8YkQxVNl1Q/s320/Hihhi.x123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286715454518325362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4u4ArwBhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4uQVR47y6tc/s1600-h/Hihhi.x126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4u4ArwBhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4uQVR47y6tc/s320/Hihhi.x126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286714552370595346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me and poety at Foodism , FX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gelap ya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tinggal 5 menit lagi new year . keluarga gue sengaja milih tempah deket jendela biar ada viewnya . wuih mulai banyak kembang api , keren deh . ada juga dari hotel hotel sekitar situ (gak penuh asep tuh kamarnya ?) . di luar foodism uda berisik banget sama lagu lagu disko gitu . 5 .. 4 .. 3 .. 2 .. 1 .. HAPPY NEW YEAR ! teriak cewek cewek depan meja gue yang satu meja hpnya black berry semua (sampe eneg gue liat blackberry ) . gue sama family juga langsung ngucapin happy new year sambil ngeliat jendela lagi banyak bangeet kembang api nya  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2009's wish list :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lulus smp dengan nilai baik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bisa beli gitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dapet iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bisa masuk Sekolah Global Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bisa lebih serius belajar&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Be a much better person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i guess thats it for now , see you later :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4827625495194922264-2720213021541113559?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2720213021541113559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=2720213021541113559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2720213021541113559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2720213021541113559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcoming-2009.html' title='welcoming 2009'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SV4htaWiC9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mQFYPCe8-f0/s72-c/notii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-1871880504806346539</id><published>2008-12-21T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T07:30:11.055-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey ,&lt;br /&gt;its almost christmas in every country .&lt;br /&gt;and my family gonna celebrate it at my grandma's sister's house (a bit complicated haha) ,i called her oma dong  , that's what everybody called her . usually my big big family sung a christmas songs like "silent night" right next to the christmas tree .&lt;br /&gt;    you should see oma dong's house ! wow , it's so incredible . there's a christmas decor all over the house , include the ceilling . and a cristmas tree in every single room . i heard all of her christmas decoration cost more than 15 million rupiah (i rather buy a guitar or an iPhone haha) .&lt;br /&gt;  there's so many people there , my cousins , aunts , uncle , etc . haha its fun , eventhough sometimes it's boring becouse i dont know any of my cousins . and no one to talk to , so i stick with my mom everywhere .&lt;br /&gt; well , i guess that's another christmas story .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS MOM&lt;br /&gt;AND MERRY CHRISTMAS FOR ALL OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO CELEBRATE IT :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps : i'm not a christian , i'm a muslim . but my mom is protestan .&lt;br /&gt;        but i enjoyed celebrate idul fitri and christmas every year LOL --&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-1871880504806346539?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1871880504806346539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=1871880504806346539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1871880504806346539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1871880504806346539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-2009658684098843134</id><published>2008-12-05T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:46:02.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today (still 05/11) , me and my friend , intan , talked about some music instrument . i like this conversation ! i said i always wanted to play a guitar , and intan is wanted to learn how to play a piano or&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a&lt;/span&gt; violin . i tell her about this &lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt; guitar that i always dreamed of &lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;pink sparkle guitar . my parents said i shoul take a guitar course but i wont taking any courses until i get the guitar . i dont want a wood-painted guitar , i want with the unique style one . im bored seeing regular guitar that my friends always played . and actually , i really dont know about the chords , so i have to learn from zero , really zero . becouse i cant read the notes lol haha . well i sure hope i got my wish , amin :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.love ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-2009658684098843134?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2009658684098843134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=2009658684098843134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2009658684098843134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2009658684098843134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/guitar.html' title='Guitar ?'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-5505397818992774990</id><published>2008-12-05T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T03:22:34.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>english like WHOA !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;once again i shocked becouse of bad grade . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;now i'm a failure in english , i got 70 . thats .. i know horrible .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today (05/11) , maybe this is insane but , i cried right after my teacher gave me the result of my english test . me and my friend intan , was &lt;strong&gt;shocked&lt;/strong&gt; ! she cried even more than i am . actually this is the first time i got 70 IN english in the other subject ? dont ask . plus i attend to join the english competition in few weeks , and with english like this ? dont even think about it . and global jaya , my english is still basic if i wanna go there , totally i know .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but , i will try harder and harder so my grade will be better  :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.see ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-5505397818992774990?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5505397818992774990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=5505397818992774990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/5505397818992774990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/5505397818992774990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/english-like-whoa.html' title='english like WHOA !'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-7311833266483169432</id><published>2008-12-02T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T04:24:16.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i thought today will be the worst day ever . but turned out its not .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;my only problem is in math and well i through it . and when my math teacher start to yell at me , i sweat and totally afraid to say a word . Finally its over . the bells ringing . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;After that the rain fell down hard , really hard . i waited until the rain not falling anymore , but what the heck . i just walk trough the rain , wet i know . i came home with a motorcycle with no jackets or something to cover my head . its cold , really cold . but i just enjoyed the weather :D becouse it was actually .. &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Come to think about my life . everytime i had a horrible day , theres must be something that cheer me up . i relize , God still love me no matter how naughty i am . like today , becouse of the previous math test,i totally down . and maybe God wanna cheer me up with the rain , i always liked rain whenever it is , wherever it is :DD . after that i fall asleep in my room , peacefully :) (eventhough the lights is OFF by pln hha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i just wanna have fun :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-7311833266483169432?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7311833266483169432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=7311833266483169432&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/7311833266483169432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/7311833266483169432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-god.html' title='Thanks God'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-7198381274755257142</id><published>2008-11-28T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:53:34.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the worst day i went through hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wow , what a day . like i said today is the worst day of this month !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Friday , good things never happened on friday . i got this math test , its hard to explain . so difficult and complicated (just essay and a couple of other questions) . in the beginning its smooth , but the after that ? horrible . i cant think . and you what ? i dindt wrote anything on my essay becouse in the last five minutes , i just relize that my essay is &lt;strong&gt;BLANK&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all i can do now is take a deep breath --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then &lt;strong&gt;SCREAM !&lt;/strong&gt; i dont know what to do . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the only thing i can handle today is the english test , thanks to one of my classmate .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;actually he cheated and Ms.naily found out so she want us to do over the test .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its much easier than the previous test . im lucky haha . but this thing going on with Ms.naily ended up with apologizing to Ms.naily ,i  guess they relize that cheating is not the solution to get a great grade (well i kinda do it too , in the other subject) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But after all (even though i still freaking out!) , i just enjoy the day .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;beside , tomorrow i will go to blitz to watch "the journey t the center of the earth" . my cousin said this movie is awesone . especially the part about this is a 3d movie .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-- love yaa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-7198381274755257142?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7198381274755257142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=7198381274755257142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/7198381274755257142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/7198381274755257142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-is-worst-day-i-went-through-hell.html' title='Today is the worst day i went through hell'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-2562301485272420093</id><published>2008-11-05T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:00:49.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" ten things about me " (waah di kerjain gue hha)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kdang pd kadang gga . &lt;/strong&gt;tergantung ada di dket siapa . kalo cwo yg gue suka uda pasti salting ! hha . kalo tmen tergantung juga siapaa hha . kalo kaya farah sih pd aje . scara sndirinya pd mampus hyahah (wah aib lo far) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suka bengong .&lt;/strong&gt; favorit gue nih bengong bengong di kelas . asal jgn ksambet ajja ya hha . kalo di rumah bengong dngerin lagunya jonas brothers (sok menghayati bgt gue hha) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bertindak dulu baru mikir . &lt;/strong&gt;beda sm yg laen , gue kadang  kadang suka gga mkir kalo mau ngpa ngpain . mikirnya abis bertindak . biasa anak jaman skarang , jahh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sekali suka sm celeb pasti di puja puja terus .&lt;/strong&gt; nah ini yg paling ok hhaha . kalo di skolah kerjaanya ngomongin jonas mlu hha . dr yg gga tau jonas sampe suka . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boros .&lt;/strong&gt; gue gga pernah ngira ngira kalo beli barang .gue suka langsung kasir jahahaa . (pantes duit lbaran abisnya cpet banget ya?) . pernah &lt;em&gt;KHILAF&lt;/em&gt; belanja di sency smpe 650rb (wah parah nih , HARUS di hentikan hha) . asal lewat toko pasti liat liat dlu . toko cd (beli cd jonas haha) , body shop , debendhams juga hha . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelupa banget &lt;/strong&gt;. kalo ada tugas biasanya gue lupa nih kaya waktu tugas resensi buku , bhs.indo hha . mau gue print hari senen jadinya malah kamis hha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Narsis abis .&lt;/strong&gt; jangan heran ya kalo sekali foto di hp bisa puluhan , tp kalo laptop bisa langsung ratusan bo . hha . waktu intan sm farah k ruma gue aja 10mnt uda 147 foto hha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Youtubers sejati .&lt;/strong&gt; gue demen nih . cintaa bgt sm yang namanya youtube.com . gue biasanya ntn hannah montana di youtube . kalo liat video klip baru jonas ato yg lainnya juga pasti di youtube ! &lt;em&gt;i love youtube !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rada gila kalo abis ngeliat cwo yg gue suka&lt;/strong&gt; . haha . si farah smpe protes gue mkirin tuh orang mlu , yeh suka suka gue doooong . hho . sbernya sih gue bgni gra gra pnyesalan di masa lalu (halah !  gaya lo ) hha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping lover .&lt;/strong&gt; cintaaa bgt yang nmanya shop shop shop . haha . nyokap uda ngomel ngomel mulu kalo gue kerjaanya minta ke mall mlu . hha . &lt;em&gt;i love shopping muah*&lt;/em&gt; hha :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-2562301485272420093?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-6821543362374234308</id><published>2008-10-16T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:35:29.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just relize it ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;there's a guy that i like so much , when i'm in 8th grade .&lt;br /&gt;well , bisa gue bilang dia itu manis &lt;strong&gt;banget &lt;/strong&gt;jhahaha , cantik juga lo kalo di peratiin . tapi keren laah hha . siapa aja yg uda gue kasih tau ya ? farah,rica,ghyta,vicha,vinta,indri,intan kali ya ? hha. tau gga far ? yg gue bilang mirip joe jonas , hyahahh . apalagi bibirnyaa (jahh) . kalo gue blg kelasnya uda ktauan siapa hha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm in 8th grade , i just like him , not love him . ikut les cuma gara2 dia ikut hha .&lt;br /&gt;May 2008 , i dont like him anymore , i dont know this is weird . i'm .. bored (?) with him i guess .&lt;br /&gt;august 2008 , i like hm again since we're in the different class . and this week october 2008 , i think .. i love him . i dont know why ? i always looking at him between classes , at canteen , in his class . until one day i think he relizes that i was looking at him in the canteen . hha . his name start from "a" , and i think all of my cousins knew who is he . lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganteng-ganteng tapi cantik hyhahhah :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Love You*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-6821543362374234308?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6821543362374234308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=6821543362374234308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/6821543362374234308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/6821543362374234308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-relize-it.html' title='i just relize it ..'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-5981294875964256191</id><published>2008-10-16T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:13:17.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why global jaya ? hha (:</title><content type='html'>knapa sih banyak banget yang nanya knapa gue mau masuk global jaya ?&lt;br /&gt;hha . simpel banget jawabannya , "bosen sm skolah biasa" .&lt;br /&gt;yang kerjaannya study non-stop . no events ? just pensi hha . bosen .&lt;br /&gt;I wanna try something new , like a whole new school . that i've never been before .&lt;br /&gt;dr sd ,  smp negri teruus .  i dont know why but since elementary i like global jaya .&lt;br /&gt;tapi waktu baru mau msuk smp , gue masih blom brani skolah macem&lt;br /&gt;macem , yg pnting dket rumah trus bagus (ssn lah stidaknya)  . kaya skolah gue yg skarang nih , hha . tapi gila masa dr klas 1 gga pernah yang namanya pariwisata , bahkan kelas tiga katanya pensi doang . gga kmana mana  ! aarrgghhh .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-5981294875964256191?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5981294875964256191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=5981294875964256191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/5981294875964256191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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this school i will meet bunch of guys that maybe better than him . i only have 8 or 10 months again to be around him . and after that i'll never see him again , because i'll go to school that so far away . and there's no way i could meet him there . but  i want go to that school because i want for forget &lt;strong&gt;everything that happen in middle school . &lt;/strong&gt;i know i could never do that . i just wanted to forget "That" guy . that i meet in 7th grade . not everything . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if i think about the great things that happen in middle school , i'll miss it so so much . like how i met this guy , how i found my best friends , how i love this guy but then i like somebody else , conflict with this girl , when i was a junior , how scared i am when first day at middle school , and many more . all i can do now is enjoy the time i have left . before i go to high school .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;because a chance to meet a guy like you is million to one . i'll miss you . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if i wanna be with him i have to go to regular school . like 91 , 54 , 70 , 71 , 61 , 12 shs . but i dont want to .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sometimes i wish i never met this guy . so all the things that i do in junior high is more .. something .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You make me laugh , you make me cry , but then you make me laugh again .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and like hannah says "&lt;strong&gt;I cant believe it , you're one in a million&lt;/strong&gt;" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wish i relizes it sooner . but what can i say ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll make this half year is unfogttable . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh boy , you&lt;strong&gt; ARE &lt;/strong&gt;one in a million :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-5505281113827438150?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-3946008069534661757</id><published>2008-09-20T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T05:19:12.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a girl thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTqM83ZdcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/agVJ0dd6zfE/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248076974011282882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTqM83ZdcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/agVJ0dd6zfE/s320/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnxCRVDZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BlAi39OqSyo/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074295402630546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnxCRVDZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BlAi39OqSyo/s320/Picture+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnxWAlkmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/B3oIulltzTk/s1600-h/Picture+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074300701119074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnxWAlkmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/B3oIulltzTk/s320/Picture+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnxQ2I7YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T3JHWvK6vJM/s1600-h/Picture+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074299315121538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnxQ2I7YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T3JHWvK6vJM/s320/Picture+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnx3h0mZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/R7nNITdDsfw/s1600-h/-+BFF+-070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074309698886034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnx3h0mZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/R7nNITdDsfw/s320/-+BFF+-070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnyO_l6fI/AAAAAAAAAFk/59bvxOMePUI/s1600-h/-+BFF+-071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074315997768178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnyO_l6fI/AAAAAAAAAFk/59bvxOMePUI/s320/-+BFF+-071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnKYyCeAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yHFhCVCXqA8/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248073631430506498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTnKYyCeAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yHFhCVCXqA8/s320/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTm3SzfR2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/x0nQGbyS_PA/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248073303408461666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTm3SzfR2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/x0nQGbyS_PA/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wuih . hari selasa tanggal 16.09.08 intan , farah k rumaa ggue .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sruu bgt bgtan hha . di kamar ggue ngomongin jonas brothers , joe yang imutt n nick yang cuuute . dan kevin yang kaya roma irama gara gara sering pake syal n rambutnya kriting (jangan marah yya kev's fans) hha . Abs itu vto vto ddah pake laptop ggue , hadiah ultah dr nyokap hhe . vtonya banyaaaaak banget bangetan jugga smpe 120 vto pdahal gga smpe 10 menit hha . ada vtonya farah lagi ancur bgt , ada si intan lagi nyengir , ada ggue lagi bengong hha . tapi seru seru . hyahhah . kapan k rumma ggue lg ? ahhahah. eh eh asal tau aja nih makhluk 2 sbnarnyaa pake jilbab . tapi gga pake waktu k ruma ggue naek motor hha . parah parah . peace . =D&lt;/div&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/4827625495194922264-3946008069534661757?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3946008069534661757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=3946008069534661757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/3946008069534661757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/3946008069534661757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-girl-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a girl thing'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNTqM83ZdcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/agVJ0dd6zfE/s72-c/Picture+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-6676559387447019722</id><published>2008-09-19T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:21:37.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin Jonas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNSVvSddaVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/m_zAhv4DTh0/s1600-h/kev.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247984105435261266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNSVvSddaVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/m_zAhv4DTh0/s320/kev.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Full Name: Paul Kevin Jonas II&lt;br /&gt;Nick Name: Kevin, K2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday: November 5, 1987&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born in: Teaneck, NJ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Color: Green &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Food: Sushi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Song: 3 by 5 by John Mayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Band: John Mayer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hobbies: Playing guitar, ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Actor: James Dean &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Actress: Rachel McAdams and Hayden Panettiere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: Rocky Road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Movie: About A Boy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kev is the oldest and he also the sexiest (some people said that hha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-6676559387447019722?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6676559387447019722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=6676559387447019722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/6676559387447019722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/6676559387447019722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/kevin-jonas.html' title='Kevin Jonas'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNSVvSddaVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/m_zAhv4DTh0/s72-c/kev.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-5659771521826120663</id><published>2008-09-19T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:22:10.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Jonas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNSSbeStxSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/l7noZjDZOHI/s1600-h/nick.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247980466479154466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNSSbeStxSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/l7noZjDZOHI/s320/nick.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Full Name: Nicholas Jerry Jonas&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Nick, Nick J, Mr President!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday: September 16, 1992 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born in: Dallas, TX &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Color: Blue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Song: Superstition by Stevie Wonder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Band/Artist: Elvis Costello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hobbies: Music, songwriting, baseball, golf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Actor: Matt Long (Jack and Bobby) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Actress: Keri Lynn Pratt (Jack and Bobby) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: Cotton Candy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Movie: Finding NeverlandFavorite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TV Show: Lost and Sports Center on ESPN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Sport: Baseball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nick is the cutest member of the jonas . He also the youngest (after frankie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-5659771521826120663?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5659771521826120663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=5659771521826120663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/5659771521826120663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/5659771521826120663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/nick-jonas.html' title='Nick Jonas'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNSSbeStxSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/l7noZjDZOHI/s72-c/nick.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-1431821896047901656</id><published>2008-09-19T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:00:54.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe Jonas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNSM6Hj3yZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/O3bDotIHRg8/s1600-h/joe.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247974395883276690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNSM6Hj3yZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/O3bDotIHRg8/s320/joe.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Full Name: Joseph Adam Jonas&lt;br /&gt;Nick Name: Joe, Danger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday: August 15, 1989 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born in: Casa Grande, AZ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Color: Blue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Song: Only Hope by Switchfoot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Band: Copeland and Switchfoot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hobbies: Making movies, jogging and working out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Actor: Jim Carey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Actress: Natalie Portman, Emma Watson, Camille BelleFavorite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ice Cream Flavor: Chocolate Marshmallow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Movie: Dumb and Dumber &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From all of the jonas member i like him the most . well he's the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hottest ! totally !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-1431821896047901656?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1431821896047901656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=1431821896047901656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1431821896047901656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1431821896047901656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/joe-jonas.html' title='Joe Jonas'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNSM6Hj3yZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/O3bDotIHRg8/s72-c/joe.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-3422705575488159779</id><published>2008-09-19T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:40:51.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and After JoBros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPjfhqCGGI/AAAAAAAAADk/h4L6GlGHgBs/s1600-h/yay.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247788121566877794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px" height="321" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPjfhqCGGI/AAAAAAAAADk/h4L6GlGHgBs/s400/yay.bmp" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPhXwznIGI/AAAAAAAAADc/O446i8FN5Xs/s1600-h/some.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247785789171376226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="282" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPhXwznIGI/AAAAAAAAADc/O446i8FN5Xs/s400/some.bmp" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these are the after and before the jonas brothers . the right one is the before joe get his long hair and kevin get his curled hair . i like the old jonas brothers better . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-3422705575488159779?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3422705575488159779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=3422705575488159779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/3422705575488159779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/3422705575488159779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/before-and-after-jobros.html' title='Before and After JoBros'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPjfhqCGGI/AAAAAAAAADk/h4L6GlGHgBs/s72-c/yay.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-4798306457312482280</id><published>2008-09-19T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T02:49:49.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s'/><title type='text'>Jonas Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPgY5jj4aI/AAAAAAAAADU/m8idmX239kA/s1600-h/apa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247784709188215202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPgY5jj4aI/AAAAAAAAADU/m8idmX239kA/s400/apa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPfAx00BhI/AAAAAAAAADM/3e8xwmlr2Ok/s1600-h/28191-JonasBrothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247783195284604434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" height="258" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPfAx00BhI/AAAAAAAAADM/3e8xwmlr2Ok/s400/28191-JonasBrothers.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPeBHp5f6I/AAAAAAAAADE/iK5pY_q1JyM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247782101632778146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="280" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPeBHp5f6I/AAAAAAAAADE/iK5pY_q1JyM/s400/untitled.bmp" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i love the jonas brothers . i dont care what other people think . people says they're gay . but i dont care as long as i know that is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; true . so check it out . that image captured when they were working with laugh production making another hannah montana episode . the other one is n they're new single . and upper left corner the jonas brothers with my favourite disney channel star zac efron .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4827625495194922264-4798306457312482280?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4798306457312482280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=4798306457312482280&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4798306457312482280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/4798306457312482280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/jonas-brothers.html' title='Jonas Brothers'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SNPgY5jj4aI/AAAAAAAAADU/m8idmX239kA/s72-c/apa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-1764769187279049634</id><published>2008-09-01T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T05:36:33.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SLvzqpkP2EI/AAAAAAAAAC8/onPsRchnZvc/s1600-h/camp+rock.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241050505413646402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SLvzqpkP2EI/AAAAAAAAAC8/onPsRchnZvc/s320/camp+rock.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yesterday , i watch a very great movie called "Camp Rock".It was awesome . The movie is about a girl named mitchie torres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mitchie wants to attend the prestigious and expensive Camp Rock, but her parents can't afford the camp. Mitchie's mother decides to take her catering business to Camp Rock, and so Mitchie can go if she helps out in the kitchen with her mother.&lt;br /&gt;When Mitchie arrives at camp, she becomes friends with Caitlyn Gellar (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Alyson Stoner" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alyson_Stoner"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Alyson Stoner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;), Lola Scott (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Aaryn Doyle" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aaryn_Doyle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Aaryn Doyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;), Barron James (Jordan Francis), and Sander Loyer(Roshon Fegan), and meets the Camp Rock diva, Tess Tyler (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Meaghan Jette Martin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meaghan_Jette_Martin"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Meaghan Jette Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;), the daughter of pop star T.J. Tyler (Jennifer Ricci), and her so called "best friends", Peggy Warburton (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Jasmine Richards" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jasmine_Richards"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jasmine Richards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;) and Ella Shang (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Anna Maria Perez de Tagle" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anna_Maria_Perez_de_Tagle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anna Maria Perez de Tagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, pop star Shane Gray (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Joe Jonas" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joe_Jonas"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Joe Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;) is dropped off at camp by his bandmates Jason (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Kevin Jonas" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin_Jonas"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kevin Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;) and Nate (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Nick Jonas" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Jonas"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nick Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;). Because of his bad attitude and reputation, he is assigned to be in charge of dance classes for one month at Camp Rock. As the limo was driving away Nate tells Shane that they told the press they would be recording with the winner of Final Jam, a concert at the end of the month in which each member at Camp Rock compete against each other. Later that day he's chased by obsessive fans and hides in the bushes near the mess hall. He hears Mitchie singing one of her songs (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="This Is Me (Camp Rock song)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/This_Is_Me_(Camp_Rock_song)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This Is Me (Acoustic Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;), though she thinks she is alone. The song reminds Shane of the music that used to inspire him. He is determined to look for the girl singing, but in vain.&lt;br /&gt;At an open mic concert, Mitchie listens to Lola's performance of the song, (What It Takes) and then bumps into Tess. In a desperate attempt to fit in, Mitchie lies to Tess and says that her mother is the president of Hot Tunes TV China. Tess, Peggy, and Ella are impressed, and invite Mitchie into their cabin. The following morning, Mitchie sneaks out to go help at the kitchen to clean up when Shane arrives. Not wanting to be recognized, Mitchie covers her face in flour. Shane complains to her about not being able to go near his breakfast and says that his manager sent over his food allergy list. Mitchie is openly disappointed in his behavior, and she tells him to try and be nice. Shane ditches his dance class that day, but went the next day teaching hip hop to Start the Party. Later that night, Shane goes to the campfire and listens to Tess's song, (Too Cool).&lt;br /&gt;Shane and Mitchie see each other again at the lake where he's writing a song and gets mad when he's interrupted by Mitchie. She tells him it's different but she likes the song. Shane is openly happy with Mitchie after this. He writes a song about the girl he heard singing (Gotta Find You), which is really Mitchie, unbeknownst to him. Later, Caitlyn is sent to kitchen duty after a food fight with Tess. In the kitchen, Caitlyn finds out that the cook's daughter is Mitchie. She threatens to tell everyone, but decides not to when Mitchie stands up for her when she's in another fight with Tess. Caitlyn reveals to Mitchie that she used to be best friends with Tess, but Tess didn't like competition and felt that Caitlyn was.&lt;br /&gt;Shane begins to search for the girl with the voice, but he can't find her. Caitlyn mentioned Shane's search to Mitchie, but Mitchie doesn't believe it could be her because quote "he's never heard me sing". Eventually, Tess finds out about Mitchie and Shane's relationship, and she also finds out about Mitchie's secret. She exposes Mitchie after a surprise concert from Connect 3 (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Play My Music" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Play_My_Music"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Play My Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;). This breaks Shane's heart, thinking that Mitchie was only friends with Shane Gray the celebrity and that she didn't mean any of the things she said. Everyone turns against Mitchie because they realized that she lied to everyone at that camp.&lt;br /&gt;Later, Tess overhears Brown talking to Shane and finds out that Shane's girl is Mitchie, so she tries to prevent Mitchie from singing at the Final Jam so that Shane can't hear Mitchie sing by placing her precious charm bracelet that her mother gave her, between some of Mitchie's books in the kitchen to make it look like she stole it. Her scheme works, and Caitlyn and Mitchie are banned from all camp activities until the end of Final Jam.&lt;br /&gt;Right before Final Jam, Tess, Peggy, and Ella rehearse their song. After messing up, Tess criticizes them and Peggy, having had enough, drops out of the group, followed by Ella, who are both re-entering as individuals. At Final Jam, Ella joins Barron and Sander as they perform their song, (Hasta La Vista). Seconds before starting her song, (2 Stars), Tess sees her mother there. She starts out singing her song confidently, but during the middle of her performance, Tess sees her mother talking on her cell phone instead of listening to her daughter's performance. Hurt, Tess drops out of the competition by nearly falling off the stage to get her mom's attention and runs off the stage crying.&lt;br /&gt;A last minute addition is performed by Margaret Dupree, or Peggy. After Peggy performs (Here I Am), Tess apologizes to her and Ella, also adding that she had no idea Peggy was so good. As the judges, Shane, Nate, and Jason, are judging, Mitchie performs her song, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="This Is Me (Camp Rock song)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/This_Is_Me_(Camp_Rock_song)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This Is Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;). Shane hears the song and realizes that Mitchie is the girl, and he sings part of (Gotta Find You) in collaboration with Mitchie's song. Peggy ends up winning Final Jam, and Tess apologizes to Mitchie and Caitlyn as well, admitting to having told Brown that her bracelet wasn't stolen after all. Finally, the whole cast sings one song together, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="We Rock (Camp Rock song)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/We_Rock_(Camp_Rock_song)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In the extended ending edition, which is included in the DVD, it shows that three months later, Caitlyn built a studio in her garage. She invites Mitchie, Tess, Peggy, Ella and Lola and they record one song together (Our Time Is Here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And think this movie will be a succed movie . After high school musical ,disney come with a new musical movie . Camp rock ROCK ! hha . i hope there will be another musical movie like this :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Oh ya i forgot to mention that Camp Rock premiere at disney channel , September 7th :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dont ask how i watch this movie couse it was not out yet . hha .&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/4827625495194922264-1764769187279049634?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1764769187279049634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=1764769187279049634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1764769187279049634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1764769187279049634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/camp-rock.html' title='Camp Rock'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/SLvzqpkP2EI/AAAAAAAAAC8/onPsRchnZvc/s72-c/camp+rock.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-2414542457643387864</id><published>2008-08-28T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:35:00.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marhaban Ya Ramadhan :)</title><content type='html'>duh bntar lagii bulan puasa nih .&lt;br /&gt;tinggal menghitung hari . Tapi enaknya skolah biasanya jadi lebih longgar , masuknya jam 7.30 am .&lt;br /&gt;maapin yya kalo aku (lha aku?!) ada salaah ahhahahahh .&lt;br /&gt;kapaan yya halal bihalal nya ??&lt;br /&gt;kaan pngennya maaf"an nyaa amm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"diia" . . &lt;/span&gt;ahhheheh :D&lt;br /&gt;buad smuuuuuuuaaanyaaa . maaavin ggue yyyaaaa !&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahh minta maap ko maksa .&lt;br /&gt;hoo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'LL MISS YOUU &lt;/span&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mett puassaaaa smuuaaaanyaaaa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-2414542457643387864?l=dhiraslifestory.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/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-5737027849307968148</id><published>2008-08-22T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:55:51.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo : Cape tapi have fun</title><content type='html'>aaakhirnyaa balik juga dari solo .&lt;br /&gt;Gila brangkat dari sana jam 8 sampe jakarta jam stengah 6 .&lt;br /&gt;duh pdahal uda niat ngt tuh mo skolah . tapii sayangnyaa gga smpet uda gtu capee' bgt gra gra di krta tidur cuma sbntar . hmm .&lt;br /&gt;Oh yya gotta go ,see you later bye . :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-5737027849307968148?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-2267639810563284320</id><published>2008-08-07T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:08:11.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello new LOVE :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After the "crazy" thing that happen in my life ..&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY,&lt;br /&gt;i found what i was looking for ,new love ..&lt;br /&gt;And now i realize, there is such a thing as love ..&lt;br /&gt;True love i hope :))&lt;br /&gt;Now i'll be able to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank youuuu so so much for reminding me that ..&lt;br /&gt;there is a guy that so much better than him :)&lt;br /&gt;He's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jerks ,&lt;/span&gt;and you are love.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-2267639810563284320?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2267639810563284320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=2267639810563284320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2267639810563284320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/2267639810563284320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-new-love.html' title='hello new LOVE :))'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-8519886451820952430</id><published>2008-08-06T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:28:02.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love hurts a lot ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;             I want to be remembered as the              girl who always smiles even when              her heart is broken, and the one              that could always brighten up              your day even if she couldn't              brighten her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:Eras Light ITC;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:Eras Light ITC;font-size:100%;"  &gt; someone asked me if im              still thinking of you, i told              her yes. she asked again, how              often and why? i said everytime              i go to sleep. coz in reality              your no longer mine, but in my              dreams..i know you'll be there              for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;             Maybe part of loving is learning              to let go ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-8519886451820952430?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8519886451820952430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=8519886451820952430&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/8519886451820952430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/8519886451820952430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-hurts-lot.html' title='Love hurts a lot ..'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-6532842195950602813</id><published>2008-08-06T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:16:06.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how i feel (!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Eras Light ITC;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;             The greatest pain that comes              with love is loving someone you              can't have ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The one that you love most is usually the one that hurt you the most ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes love is unfair ,full with pain and hurts or tears ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Eras Light ITC;font-size:100%;"&gt;Loving is so short and              forgetting so long ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Eras Light ITC;font-size:100%;"&gt;It takes a minute to like              someone, and hour to love              someone&lt;br /&gt;but to forget someone              takes a life time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An this is how i feel!&lt;br /&gt;i cant forget him that easily ..&lt;br /&gt;like i said,it'll take a life time ..&lt;br /&gt;At least untill i found someone else ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-6532842195950602813?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6532842195950602813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=6532842195950602813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/6532842195950602813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/6532842195950602813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-how-i-feel.html' title='This is how i feel (!)'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-1119005827193350624</id><published>2008-08-03T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:50:43.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ngijing ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Huuaa,ktanya sbentar lg kluarga bsarkuu pda mau ngijing (?).&lt;br /&gt;Nykaar k makam eyang di soloo :))&lt;br /&gt;Uda laama bgt gga nykar ,&lt;br /&gt;Tapii karena harus sblom puasa,jdi ijin skolah 2-3 hari hyahaha,sruu bgt&lt;br /&gt;smua lngkap .. :))&lt;br /&gt;Tapi blom tntu jadi hhuhu :( ktanya gga boleh b'prgian hari snen sm slasa..&lt;br /&gt;tgl 11 juga padaa ulangaan ..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.smoga jd deeh amiin hhe :D&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-1119005827193350624?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1119005827193350624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=1119005827193350624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1119005827193350624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/1119005827193350624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/2008/08/ngijing.html' title='Ngijing ??'/><author><name>Nadira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06445809602492713617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iy9mjbgaZuo/S0sFGDY-bzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KfrgEIZcX9Y/S220/9231_1215652801149_1523725595_599930_4361205_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4827625495194922264.post-7186928483690763039</id><published>2008-07-31T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T08:20:13.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Global jaya :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now all i can do is study hard and pray.&lt;br /&gt;Karna kalo guw berniat banget banget masuk global pasti guw akan nglakuin apa ajja,&lt;br /&gt;From now on,i'll try to be a good student(amin),study and study dont forget to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gila,guw ajj blo dapet ijin bole ggag msuk stu pa gga.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah smoga aku bisa mndapatkan apa yang kuingingkan,hanya satu bisa masuk k &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sekolah&lt;br /&gt;Global Jaya (!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.GLOBAL JAYA AMIEN (!) YA ALLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4827625495194922264-7186928483690763039?l=dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhiraslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7186928483690763039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4827625495194922264&amp;postID=7186928483690763039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4827625495194922264/posts/default/7186928483690763039'/><link rel='self' 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pndiem ngt!)&lt;br /&gt;.maya&lt;br /&gt;.arra&lt;br /&gt;Jugga waktuu vnthaa sma faraah blom bgitu guw knaal jdi ggag ikuud .. hha :D&lt;br /&gt;Seruu bgt wktu tuuh :)&lt;br /&gt;Kta maaen2 gla2aan,vto2 bareeng hha :)&lt;br /&gt;skarang si uda ggag prnah lagii .. hhuuah&lt;br /&gt;Waktu awal2 msuk klz 8,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUMPAH!&lt;/span&gt;guw ggag tau harus ngpain,tyap hri guw cuma bngong ajjh sm c untung tuh snasibb,&lt;br /&gt;smpe pa'tguh ngnalin murid bru tuh rica,arra(bukan arra yg di ataas looh).guw mlai brgaulah critanya sma mreka,abz ara psah klz bru guw mulai berbaur sma anagg2 yg laiin,mulai dr viica,trus guw knalan sma vintha,ghyta,frah .. hyahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;Tp awal2 sruu bgt hha ,byarpun ada ggag enaknya jugaa yg hmpir stenga ce' klz guw knaa,hha ggag usa d sbutin apaan tuh,&lt;br /&gt;kalo lo ce' 8.6 dluu psti tau laah.&lt;br /&gt;Yg pnting tuh smua uda berlaluu.skaraang fokus aaajjh k 9.3 hha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;br 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