<?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-8953150361595381762</id><updated>2011-10-30T12:41:28.452+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skittles and Unicorns.</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Katy's here.&lt;/b&gt; I don't really like stalkers that suddenly ask what my zodiac is -- so if I don't know you yet, talk on the chat thingy right there and say "nice to meet you". Walk around here sometimes and I hope you like my life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6673468644111221512</id><published>2011-10-30T10:43:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T12:35:15.219+07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Katy lost her film audition virginity</title><content type='html'>I know I'm stating the obvious by saying this, but life moves really fast. Besok gue udah ulum padahal dua minggu yang lalu baru aja selesai UTS. Mungkin kurikulum sekolah gue aja sih yang cepet, but oh well. It feels fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, kira-kira sebulan yang lalu, a director I adore (read: Joko Effing Anwar!)  was searching for actors to play characters in his upcoming movie, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/modusanomali"&gt; Modus Anomali&lt;/a&gt;. He needed people to Twitpic pictures of themselves if they fit the requirements: either 12 year-old boy or 15 year-old girl, both need to be fluent in English, dan iseng-iseng (juga karena Almira sedikit maksa gue), gue ikutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely not the best picture of me, but I wasn't planning on getting the part. I joked--seriously thought, even--that it would be buried in the massive amount of Twitter mentions Mr. Anwar gets per day. But, eh, what do you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHG_Ue6ZzRY/TqzQCEGyvAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aBLAsWrsTX8/s1600/omg%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 46px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHG_Ue6ZzRY/TqzQCEGyvAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aBLAsWrsTX8/s320/omg%2B1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669134764833160194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well,&lt;/span&gt; I thought, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he spelled my name wrong. Lose the H and I might be a little excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dammit, I was AN AWFUL LOT excited. A split second after I got the direct message, reaksi gue adalah &lt;span class="topic_title"&gt;nyeri tulang, diare berat, kram perut, rinorea lakrimasipiloereksi, menguap, demam.... Eh, ini mah gejala sakau.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, I was immediately jumping around screaming and cursing happily, as one would expect from a Katy. My &lt;/span&gt;(TOTALLY HUMANE, excuse me, it's Joko Anwar) reaction got the attention of my dad who said that he'd take me to the audition, despite the fact that it was a day before the start of UTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, this girl right here went with dad and Khansa to the audition. Rasanya? DEG-DEGAN BANGET MAMEN. I had to compulsively down a cup of Slurpee and pee numerous (by "numerous" I meant "five") times before I finally gave in and just went inside the damn Lifelike Pictures building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two other girls auditioning for the &lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/316149_202868343106186_201137929945894_565967_540124_n.jpg"&gt;same part.&lt;/a&gt;  From their conversation I deliberately eavesdropped, it could be concluded that the only audition virgin there was yours truly  (fangirl side note: I lost my audition virginity to a Joko Anwar film!!!). If you're wondering, yep, it did boost my nervousness level to the maximum. There was also a seventh grade boy auditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Lifelike Pictures person told us the main plot so that all of us who weren't familiar with the story (unlike me, muahaha) could understand what kind of movie we'll be in if we get the part and maybe ponder in awe while at it. We were told to go through a few first pages of the script (another fangirl side note: I HELD PART OF THE SCRIPT OF A JOKO ANWAR FILM IN THE PALM OF MY HANDS. GASPING FOR AIR, I WAS) and I thought I could handle the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the script was of no use to me, since I was just interviewed (by Joko and Nazyra, at first, as me, then as the character) and told to do an improv with one of the two girls. I didn't think I did great. By the time I went out of the building, gue lega banget. At that point, it was okay with me if I didn't get the part. It was a big fat honor just getting invited to audition. I'm the lousiest of actors anyway, wouldn't wanna ruin the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days after the audition day, I still didn't know if I got the part although orangnya bilang kalo mereka bakal telfon. However, I, ahem, stalked the Twitter profiles of the other girls auditioning with me and as expected, one of them got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little bummed out at first because I felt like I was the more deserving one, since I was the huge fangirl there, but it turned out fine in the end since I didn't want the part that bad. Also, I shook hands with Mr. Anwar himself and was apparently the only one who excitedly shouted "PERNAH, TIGA KALI!" waktu ditanya pernah nonton Pintu Terlarang atau belum. They laughed to that. It was enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll become an actor once my awkwardness has dissipated. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S:&lt;/span&gt; If one of you Lifelike Pictures people ever see this, thank you so much for the chance, you have no idea how happy this had made me, and whatever you think, I'm not a psychotic fangirl! Just a plain fangirl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6673468644111221512?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6673468644111221512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-katy-lost-her-film-audition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6673468644111221512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6673468644111221512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-katy-lost-her-film-audition.html' title='How Katy lost her film audition virginity'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHG_Ue6ZzRY/TqzQCEGyvAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aBLAsWrsTX8/s72-c/omg%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8037462820709587245</id><published>2011-09-18T21:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:41:13.340+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A quickie</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt like you left a part of your self—your happy self—in your sleep? I have. Today. It’s not as if there’s much of my so-called happy self to begin with, but it felt like it. I’m not going to deny that I’ve been very unhappy lately, about my new school and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m obviously not going into details about this or I might offend some people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All mushiness aside, hi. I’ve been gone for, what, 8 months? *ngelap air mata kalian*&lt;br /&gt;Cie yang kangen. *toel2* *pake gunting rumput*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah banyak banget yang terjadi dalam 8 bulan ini, misalnya: Prom Night (Bionicals, I’m looking at you), summer break, masuk SMA, ikut Paskib selama sebulan (gue jadi pembaca doa... Bingung nggak lo?), dan libur Lebaran. Gue nggak bakal janji bakal regularly nulis lagi, TAPI kayaknya akan seperti itu, soalnya, kenapa yah... Ya... Ya gitu deh.&lt;br /&gt;Yak, dan sekarang gue lagi ngeliat keluar jendela dengan parno, takut ada salah satu dari kalian yang lemparin rumah gue pake obor saking keselnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nantikan sampahan gue lainnya, daaaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8037462820709587245?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8037462820709587245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/09/quickie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8037462820709587245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8037462820709587245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/09/quickie.html' title='A quickie'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-7296499931284603675</id><published>2011-01-14T21:29:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:45:18.299+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep, Dark Abyss of Incredible Bluntness of the Mind</title><content type='html'>Jadi ceritanya gue baru baca post yang sebelumnya, dan buset! *terlempar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jalan kembali menuju monitor* ...Kok gak masuk akal ya. I think I need a few more tries to get my writing right. Thanks, readers, if there are ones, for putting up with my shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna write anything useful (ok, sebetulnya hampir semua post gue gak ada yang useful...) and I kind of don't know anyhing to write. It's almost like my creativity tissue ripped apart somewhere... Which leaves you with this kind of crap. I just think that since it's a new year, I should write more and decrease my abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am boring you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should we talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you should suggest something on the cbox or formspring.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting. ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-7296499931284603675?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/7296499931284603675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/01/deep-dark-abyss-of-incredible-bluntless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7296499931284603675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7296499931284603675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/01/deep-dark-abyss-of-incredible-bluntless.html' title='Deep, Dark Abyss of Incredible Bluntness of the Mind'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1739695154353119069</id><published>2011-01-09T01:29:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T03:21:01.326+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A very random post.</title><content type='html'>There are times when I feel like... Why the fuck am I here? Why am I a human? What is it like to be a piece of rock somewhere in Africa? I think being a cat would be nice, blah blah. You know. Those things that don't make sense when written down but somehow keep you thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I do want to be a cat. I can get really fat and people would just be like, "oh my god you are so cuddly!". My photos would have captions. I'd be all over YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I think animals don't really have to worry about hiding their feelings from anyone at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the core of most of my problems. I have difficulty in hiding my feelings. So yeah, I'd much prefer it if I wake up and get out of bed walking on four limbs. Oh, and also, cats don't argue about beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it is turning into a very random post. I was going to go for a deep kind of writing. But carry on, we shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to talk about things that aren't my forté, mumpung ini jam 2 pagi dan mata gue agak kriyep-kriyep. Apa hubungannya? Mind your own business. Loh, kok jadi nyolot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Ketuhanan Yang Maha Esa&lt;/s&gt; Ramah sama orang yang baru gue kenal/a complete stranger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, ini dia. Saat gue dipertemukan dengan situasi yang melibatkan gue dan orang lain yang gue gak terlalu peduli (tapi dipaksa! Most of the time), pasti yang bakal terjadi tuh situasinya kayak suatu scene di sinetron kejar tayang dimana si tokoh jahat (biasanya cewek yang mencoba merebut perusahaan suatu cowok) ternyata ketemu tokoh baik di tempat yang gak terduga. Si cewek jahat ini pasti mengerutkan alis, terus ada suara--SUPPOSEDLY--hati dia yang di dubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contoh: *senyum* *kerutin alis* "Hah... Fitri? Sedang apa dia disini? Rencanaku bisa gagal... Aku harus telfon [nama temennya]." *lanjut senyum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situasi gue lumayan mirip dengan scene kayak gini, dari segi ekspresi muka. Gila aja lo, perusahaan siapa yang mau gue kendaliin coba. Ehem. Ini sebetulnya analogi yang jelek. Pokoknya pasti kalo disuruh kenalan-kenalan gue males deh! Pasti kayak dicekokin obat pencahar, dikit-dikit meringis (kalo analogi yang ini gimana?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Making decisions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misalnya gue harus milih satu di antara dua pilihan, mana yang bakal gue pilih? Well, dulu seringnya sih gue senyum imut sambil bilang, "boleh ambil dua-duanya, gak?". Tapi seiring bertambahnya umur, gue sadar kalo itu gak bisa dipake untuk semua pilihan yang ada di hidup gue. Lagian orang-orang juga males kali ya, disenyumin terus ditanya "boleh ambil dua-duanya, gak?" mulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo misalnya ada orang ngomong gini ke gue: "Kamu mau pilih aku, atau dia?!" Lalu gue senyum terus tanya, "boleh dua-duanya, gak?" Agak ganjen ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo misalnya ada orang ngomong gini, mungkin lagi interview kalo suatu saat gue terkenal (pede), "menurut kamu, kamu itu lebih ke pinter atau lucu?" Lalu gue senyum, sok mikir sejenak, terus bilang, "boleh dua-duanya, gak?" Ehm, mungkin dia bakal permisi ke belakang untuk ngetweet sesuatu kayak, "gue lagi interview cewek yang mengilfilkan. Cmungudh bgdh yuphz ^^" atau lebih parah lagi, dia bisa aja loncat keluar jendela. Tapi gue emang pinter sama lucu kok. *kibas rambut*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learned, though; when you try to pick all of your choices, you'd soon wind up with none. You lose everything. But here I am, still an indecisive bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Focusing on one thing and one thing only.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I buy books, I tend to buy a lot of them at once, and read each of them randomly, not one at a time. Hasilnya, buku jarang ada yang selesai akhir-akhir ini. Liburan ini diisi hari-hari dimana gue baca dua belas halaman Darkly Dreaming Dexter, lalu sorenya baca Sputnik Sweetheart karya Murakami, malemnya sedikit Gaiman... Gue serasa pengen getok diri sendiri pake ulekan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue gampang sekali distracted. Misalnya lagi baca, terus idung gue gatel, I would pause and scratch my nose, lalu ke dapur buat ngambil makanan, lalu gue lupa sama sekali dengan buku tersebut. Ini membuat gue minder, karena gue kenal beberapa orang yang bakal tetep fokus ngerjain kerjaan mereka walaupun tiba-tiba pintunya diketok Power Ranger Biru, atau ada yang nginjek atap rumah mereka dan ternyata itu Godzilla lagi PMS. Atau ada bunyi aneh yang ternyata tombol di dada Ultraman yang mengindikasikan kalau dia harus berubah kembali jadi manusia, atau--oke stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah kira-kira sebagian kelemahan saya. Kapan-kapan gue bahas lagi (idih, siapa juga yang mau tau?). Sampai jumpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Uogh, gue teler parah pas ngetik ini. Di tab sebelah ada Wikipedia page Ultraman pula.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1739695154353119069?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1739695154353119069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/01/very-random-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1739695154353119069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1739695154353119069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/01/very-random-post.html' title='A very random post.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-4356955281830034430</id><published>2011-01-05T13:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:28:17.098+07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 from a distance.</title><content type='html'>Firstly I need to convince you that I'm back from oblivion. Twitter kind of lures me onto writing everything there, hence the negligence of the blog which has been happening for months. Semoga di tahun baru ini gue makin banyak ngeblog tentang hal yang gak penting kayak dulu lagi, amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, where do I start...&lt;br /&gt;2010 was full of shit. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of blank film negatives. Diantara foto-foto lain, ada satu-dua film negatif yang kosong entah karena fotonya terlalu gelap atau terlalu terang. Nah, bisa diibaratkan kalo foto-foto itu adalah tahun-tahun sebelum 2010, dan yang kosong itu adalah tahun 2010 sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun lalu tuh segelap sebuah rumah kalo PLN lagi labil, lobang idung, goa hantu, you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wanna remember it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope 2011 will not disappoint me. I think I'm gonna see MGMT, so yeah, I'm kind of looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;And, as you can see, I'm back in Last.fm now. Check out the link on the right side of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More posts are to come.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-4356955281830034430?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/4356955281830034430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-from-distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4356955281830034430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4356955281830034430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-from-distance.html' title='2010 from a distance.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-3217960382308768160</id><published>2010-09-16T10:11:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T20:23:32.014+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"...not like those people with the fake woods in the background. Honestly, who do they think they're fooling?"</title><content type='html'>Kemarin gue baru pulang mudik dari Cirebon naik kereta. Tadinya sih rencananya mau naik becak, tapi orangtua gue nggak mau membiayai lahan pemakaman buat tukang becaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Cirebon, kami melakukan aktifitas yang biasanya dilakukan keluarga Indonesia setiap tahun di Hari Raya Idul Fitri; sholat Ied, silaturahmi, makan opor sampe overdosis. Kami juga ngobrol nggak jelas. Topiknya bisa waras bisa nggak. Pernah, pada ngomongin koran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wa Asih:&lt;/b&gt; Pos Kota itu koran yang isinya kriminal semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mbah:&lt;/b&gt; Pembunuhan. Pemerkosaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wa Asih:&lt;/b&gt; Obat kuat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue cuma bernapas lega soalnya sepupu-sepupu yang kecil nggak denger. Kalo denger, mungkin mereka kira itu obat biar bisa ngangkat gajah. Bisa dibayangkan nanti bakal gimana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keadaan rumah mbah gue sangat ramai karena sepupu-sepupu gue ngumpul semua, dan kebanyakan masih kecil. Kalo kita bukan cucunya, mungkin mbah udah ngusir kita pake sapu lidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TJIOx3L1d1I/AAAAAAAAADw/hXH8gwWbw-M/s1600/IMG_6136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TJIOx3L1d1I/AAAAAAAAADw/hXH8gwWbw-M/s320/IMG_6136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517488743272249170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Klau, Tante Ike, dan Anjanar (perhatikan baik-baik gambar ini).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Senin, gue, Klau, dan para sepupu dari Jogja--Mas Indra dan Kak Icha, memutuskan untuk merasakan hidup menjadi anak gaul Cirebon. Kita akhirnya ke Grage Mall untuk mejeng. Sampe di sana, kita langsung menuju ke Wendy's dengan penuh perjuangan. Jalan-jalan di Grage beda tipis sama naik haji, bedanya cuma ga ada acara lempar jumrah dan gak dapet pahala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi yang belum pernah kesana (ke Grage loh ya, bukan naik haji), gue minta untuk kesana dan liat suasananya yang seperti cendol. Serius, lo bisa crowdsurf disana kalo ada niat dan kemauan (and willingness to have all those people grab your ass). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, balik lagi ke cerita. Gue pesen satu broccoli and cheese sementara Klau, Mas Indra, dan Kak Icha pesen cheese and cheese. Karena rakus, gue selesai duluan dan nyolek-nyolek melted cheese punya orang. Tak lama kemudian, gue kena azab karena kerakusan; perut gue ngamuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialog antara otak dan perut gue saat itu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P:&lt;/b&gt; "Gue penuh, mau dikemanain segini banyak makanan?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O:&lt;/b&gt; "Mana aja boleeee~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P:&lt;/b&gt; "Dasar ababil! Rasakan ini!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gue, di luar:&lt;/b&gt; "aduh, mules."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O:&lt;/b&gt; "Ampun DJ! Gue khilaf. Cari toilet dulu dai."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya otak gue gak sehina itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gara-gara keadaan gue yang darurat, kita pergi dari Wendy's. Kami mencari-cari toilet di tengah-tengah kerumunan manusia. Mencari, mencari, mencari. Ketemu! Taunya itu ruang penyimpanan alat cleaning service. Mencari, mencari. Akhirnya beneran ketemu, di deket 21. Perut gue berteriak bahagia. Tapi waktu masuk... Gak deng, gak masuk. Gak bisa masuk gara-gara kepenuhan orang yang ngantri. Perut gue menangis dan kejang-kejang (hayo, perut orang lain mana bisa epilepsi?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saking stresnya, gue sampe teriak, "AKU MAU EEK!" assuming nggak ada yang bakal denger gara-gara suasana mall yang berisik. Tiba-tiba bapak yang jalan di sebelah gue menjauh. Kayaknya dia denger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita muter-muter lagi beberapa menit, sampe akhirnya ketemu toilet yang gak padat dengan ibu-ibu kebelet. Gue ngantri ditemenin Kak Icha sambil merem-merem berdoa, semoga toiletnya bersih. Di depan gue ada dua cewek berjilbab ngantri. Waktu pintu dibuka, mereka diskusi kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cewek 1:&lt;/b&gt; Jadi gimana nih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cewek 2:&lt;/b&gt; Berdua aja yuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cewek 1:&lt;/b&gt; Ayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi mereka masuk ke toilet booth itu berdua dengan bahagia dan tanpa beban. Sungguh mencurigakan, kalo gue anggota FPI sih gue cekal. Yang lebih mencurigakan lagi, pada saat mereka di dalem, terdengar suara jeritan (gak cuma satu kali) dan suara ketawa. Uh, oke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada saat mereka selesai dan gue mau masuk, tiba-tiba muncul seorang mbak-mbak dari suatu restoran bawa-bawa panci besi, isinya minyak. "Sebentar ya dek," katanya. "Mau buang sama nyuci dulu." Gue cuma mengiyakan sambil bengong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si mbak restoran pembawa panci itu, tanpa keraguan apapun, ngebuang seluruh minyak yang ada di panci itu ke WC. Setelah itu, dia membilas panci itu pake air keran. Air bilasannya juga dia buang (ya iyalah masa diminum). And I was wondering the whole time, "kalo guru geografi kelas 8 gue ada disini, pasti dia jorokin mbak-mbak itu ke WCnya bersama panci dan minyaknya." &lt;i&gt;Was that even legal? THINK ABOUT THE POLAR BEARS, MBAK-MBAK RESTORAN.&lt;/i&gt; Dan hal terpenting disini, yang perlu direnungkan: Apakah pantat gue harus bersentuhan dengan minyak jahanam itu? Apakah bagian tubuh tersebut akan berubah statusnya menjadi "mudah terbakar"? Jawabannya adalah tidak, karena itu WC jongkok. *background music: Opick feat Amanda – Alhamdulillah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, agak melenceng. Pokoknya sehabis dia ngebuang itu minyak, dia bilang, "makasih dek," yang gue bales dalam hati, "minggir mbak, saya sudah diujung tanduk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada akhirnya, I did my business. Dengan lancar, walaupun gak ada tisu toilet. Untuk merayakan kemakmuran gue, kita semua foto-foto di photobooth yang nggak jauh dari toilet wanita. Sebelumnya, kita harus ngantri dulu, soalnya ada anak-anak SD yang lagi foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah mereka selesai berfoto, mereka ngedit fotonya (foto bisa diedit backgroundnya dan ini dilakukan mbak-mbak penjaga booth di luar tempat fotonya, sehingga orang-orang yang ngelewatin booth bisa liat). Foto-foto mereka yang memang anak SD banget (tau kan... tanda peace lah, ngedipin satu mata lah) diedit backgroundnya... Menjadi gambar pemandangan. Yak, pemandangan. Si adek satu ini milih gambar pohon-pohon sakura untuk backgroundnya. Indahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to follow their footsteps. Sayangnya pada agak brengsek saat itu, karena pada saat foto terakhir yang akan diganti backgroundnya jadi pemandangan, gue ditinggal dan akhirnya foto sendirian:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TJIOxf0s4RI/AAAAAAAAADo/ymu1J6I68tA/s1600/IMG_7325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TJIOxf0s4RI/AAAAAAAAADo/ymu1J6I68tA/s320/IMG_7325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517488737001201938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sebenarnya saya adalah salah satu cast The Sound Of Music.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat proses editing, mbaknya nanya berulang kali. Dia berkali-kali menunjukkan muka apa-gue-harus-kabur dan nanya, "yakin, dek, nggak mau foto ulang?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami juga menemukan sign ini di dalam booth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TJIOxAd3IHI/AAAAAAAAADg/ThvCbpByJuI/s1600/162806096-49652d3f84d141042c2c7a2ad9aefddb_4c9206c0-scaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TJIOxAd3IHI/AAAAAAAAADg/ThvCbpByJuI/s320/162806096-49652d3f84d141042c2c7a2ad9aefddb_4c9206c0-scaled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517488728583905394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oke deh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya, kita kembali menggaul di Grage. Kali itu kita nonton Darah Garuda. Perlu pembaca yang budiman tahu, kalau 21 Grage teramat sangat... Spesial. Misalnya, poster Inception masih dipajang di section "Coming Soon". Di dalem studionya juga nggak ada cup holder, jadi gue harus taro gelas lemon tea diantara paha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demikianlah kehidupan saya sebagai orang Cirebon. Terimakasih untuk membaca. I'm gonna leave you this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BymeLkZ7GqM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/BymeLkZ7GqM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks, Abi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-3217960382308768160?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/3217960382308768160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-like-those-people-with-fake-woods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3217960382308768160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3217960382308768160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-like-those-people-with-fake-woods.html' title='&quot;...not like those people with the fake woods in the background. Honestly, who do they think they&apos;re fooling?&quot;'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TJIOx3L1d1I/AAAAAAAAADw/hXH8gwWbw-M/s72-c/IMG_6136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5193479555904936600</id><published>2010-07-22T17:14:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:47:17.480+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"YOUR SOULS ARE MINE!"</title><content type='html'>Hello, creatures. I'm back, let's clap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hening*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke. Gue tau, intro yang corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue cuma mau bilang kalo liburan kemaren itu lumayan menyenangkan 'cause I got to go to Singapore, which is not that far from here, but 'twas quite exciting soalnya itu pertama kali gue ke luar negeri yang bener-bener "ke luar negeri" (sebelumnya gue cuma pernah ke Malaysia dan itu juga masih keitung Indonesia... Ya gak sih).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eniwei, gue pengen nge-list apa aja yang bikin gue pengen tinggal di Singapore (jadi TKW gapapa deh);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Revenge of The Mummy at Universal Studios.&lt;br /&gt;-- No traffic jams.&lt;br /&gt;-- There are pavements that people can actually walk on.&lt;br /&gt;-- There are pavements that encourage people to walk instead of drive.&lt;br /&gt;-- There are pavements that help people to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;-- Revenge of The Mummy at Universal Studios.&lt;br /&gt;-- A bird park that actually has BIRDS in it.&lt;br /&gt;-- Clean places.&lt;br /&gt;-- Ga ada gembel.&lt;br /&gt;-- Ga ada orang gila yang ngejar-ngejar gue.&lt;br /&gt;-- Ga ada orang gila telanjang yang ngejar-ngejar gue.&lt;br /&gt;-- Ga ada polisi cepek yang ngatain kita kalo gak dikasih duit.&lt;br /&gt;-- Dan lain-lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention Revenge of The Mummy? I did already? Twice? Oh. Well, I'm still gonna mention it again;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REVENGE OF THE FUCKING MUMMY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzVcaEf-Dd8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzVcaEf-Dd8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf, teman-teman, atas kenorakan gue yang hina, tapi sumpah. Best. Ride. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang, satu-satunya roller coaster yang pernah gue naikin ya cuma yang di Timezone Lippo Karawaci, jadinya gini deh. Tapi beneran, visualnya sangat teramat keren.&lt;br /&gt;Dialog-dialog Imhotep sangat membantu roller coaster ride ini jadi ride yang sangat exciting. Walaupun gak ada loopnya, itu cukup membuat emak gue marah-marah soalnya dia kaget karena dia bilang gue gak kasih tau kalo itu roller coaster. Dia kira gue ajak dia masuk buat liat-liat isi bebatuan berbentuk limas geje. Ngapain atuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was that there was actual fire in there. Sempet ketakutan, gimana kalo gue keluar-keluar jadi marshmallow, ya kan. Tapi engga, jadinya gue bangga keluar dari situ idup-idup, gak mati kebakar di rumah seorang mantan manusia yang dibungkus tisu toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that about Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambung ke topik lain. GUE SEKARANG ANAK KELAS 9 LOH! Senang sekali karena tinggal setahun lagi yang tersisa sampe gue gak perlu pake seragam yang bikin gue keliatan pendek ini. Apa? Gue emang pendek, gak bisa diubah? Gue laporin Kak Seto tau rasa lu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say it's been a real blast being a ninth grader so far, which is kira-kira baru seminggu. Gue berada di kelas 9A, dan gue curiga kayaknya semua anak ngocol terkumpul disitu (liat aja daftar absennya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been learning much better than I did in grade 8, pelajaran lebih masuk ke otak. Walaupun kelas gue gak bisa dibilang tenang, entah kenapa gue malah lebih bisa fokus ke pelajaran daripada tahun lalu. Mungkin karena di kelas 9A gue gak (tepatnya, belum) merasa bosan, soalnya kelas ini sangat amat seru kalo dibandingkan dengan kelas gue tahun lalu, yaitu 8B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun lalu gue sangat pendiam gara-gara gak ada temen yang nyambung kalo ngobrol atau bercanda. Sekarang gue kerjaannya ketawa mulu, makanya sehari bisa ngabisin 2 botol Aqua soalnya mulut gue kering kebanyakan ketawa. Beneran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dan gue juga mau sedikit berterimakasih, soalnya baru sadar kalo blog ini udah hampir satu setengah tahun umurnya. Ehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makasih, semuanya. Elo, yang lagi baca ini. Semua orang yang ngebaca ocehan gue yang kadang-kadang gue sendiri bingung apa maksudnya. Loyal readers who have been reading this crap I made since its birth. Everyone who waits for my posts, if there is any. Yang tetap menyimak kehidupan sehari-hari gue yang kurang lebih sama dengan sejuta orang lain yang gue gak kenal. Semuanya yang mengaku ketawa ngebaca post-post gue yang menurut gue sangat garing. Through every writer's block I've been through, every months I've been gone, unfunny jokes I created, you still read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, terimakasih. Sejak pertama kali gue membuat blog ini, I've grown an awful lot as a writer. I thank you all for the time you've taken reading my thoughts. I kinda love you, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you around. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-5193479555904936600?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5193479555904936600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/07/your-souls-are-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5193479555904936600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5193479555904936600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/07/your-souls-are-mine.html' title='&quot;YOUR SOULS ARE MINE!&quot;'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8049127729268131303</id><published>2010-06-18T14:43:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:09:40.599+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays and what happens on birthdays.</title><content type='html'>8 days ago, I turned 14. Muda kan. Muda dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bercanda. Gue merasa tua. I mean, 14?! Kayaknya baru kemaren gue lari-larian di rumah gara-gara nggak mau pake pampers. Little me was weird. She refused to wear diapers. She was terrified of the idea of wearing diapers. Why? It's a mystery. A mystery that is left to be unsolved, kayak Nyi Roro Kidul. Kenapa dia ngamuk dan narik orang ke tengah laut kalo ada orang pake barang warna ijo dateng ke pantai selatan? Labil amat. Lah gue mana tau, emang gue emaknya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emaknya Nyi Roro Kidul gimana ya. Apakah dia seperti mamah Dedeh atau dia seorang IDK alias Ibu Demen Klabing? Mari kita tanya Galileo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm, jadi ngelantur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just cut the crap. Ya, jadi pada hari ulang tahun gue, gue merasa ditelantarkan seharian. Memang banyak sekali yang ngucapin selamat, mulai dari yang cuma "HB kat" sampe "happy birthday Katyusha Methanisa temenku yang cantik, makin keren sama panjang umur yaaaaaa &lt;3".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak sih, yang terakhir itu gue ngarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokoknya intinya banyak banget yang ngucapin selamat dari pukul 00:00, 12 Juni, entah via facebook, twitter, SMS, Blackberry Messenger, dan lain-lain (iya, nggak ada yang naik angkot ke rumah gue, ngucapin selamat, lalu pulang. Padahal gue ngarep tuh). Bahkan hamster gue nyelametin dengan cara makan kuaci di kandangnya. Hayo, gue juga bingung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seharian itu, orang-orang rumah pada pergi dan gue ditinggal sendiri sama mbak. Padahal tadinya mau ke PIM dan ngambil Adidas yang waktu itu gue pesen. Akhirnya gue nonton Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho, kebetulan lagi ditayangin di Cinemax. Lumayan buat menghibur diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba tante sama sepupu gue yang ucrit-ucrit dateng dari Bekasi dan nodong gue buat traktiran. Hayoloh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dompet gue entah kemana jadi gue kacangin (jahat). Karena bosen nggak ngapa-ngapain, mereka pulang deh. Kembali gue sendirian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selang beberapa jam, sisa tante-tante gue (kejam amat bahasanya) sama dua sepupu gue dateng, naik bus, ujan-ujanan. Pas lagi ujan gede, mereka ngetok-ngetok pintu rumah. Mbak gue mau ngebuka pintu tadinya pengen gue cegah gara-gara takut kalo itu Ryan dari Jombang pengen mutilasi gue, si mbak, kura-kura, dan hamster gue. Taunya tante-tante sama sepupu gue yang cilik-cilik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way kalo emang Ryan Jombang, niat amat ya melalui hujan demi motong-motong gue. Aih, jadi terharu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah masuk rumah, mereka langsung bertebaran ngoceh-ngoceh, "HADUH UJAN GEDE BANGET KITA KEUJANAN MACET 3 JAM YAAMPUN YAAMPUN". Saya terdiam. Mbak saya terdiam. Hamster saya ekskresi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah mereka tenang dan sudah kering dan tidak bersikap seperti ababil baru jadian, baru deh pada ngucapin selamat ultah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tante Meity:&lt;/b&gt; "Kok pada jahat sih, kamu ditinggal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gue:&lt;/b&gt; *sok tegar kayak di sinetron* "Gak tau, biarin aja mereka. Biarin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal gue udah pengen ngegaruk muka pake garpu taneman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu udah jam 7, bokap pulang. Dia malah mau masuk kamar nonton DVD Live-nya Queen. Memang impiannya menjadi Freddie Mercury. Oke, gue jadi ngebayangin bokap gue itu Freddie Mercury. Serem dikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tante gue tiba-tiba ngocol ke bokap. "Anaknya jangan didiemin kek, ajak kemana gitu, goblok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeng jeng jeng. Gue pengen ketawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kita ke PIM ngambil ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TBst8GBrphI/AAAAAAAAACs/iNZgW7EFvzY/s1600/G16801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TBst8GBrphI/AAAAAAAAACs/iNZgW7EFvzY/s320/G16801.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484027481686779410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;They look 50 times cooler in real life.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan meskipun nggak ada kue ulang tahun, gue makan whopper. That's enough to make my intestines happy. I also got myself Raditya Dika's Marmut Merah Jambu. It all turned better in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya, saya dan kawan-kawan ke PIM (ya, lagi) buat karaoke. Labil abis pilihan lagunya, udah lagunya Justin Mbleber dipilih semua, lagu D'Bagindaz yang Ce i en te a, Ayat-ayat Cinta, beh. Tapi bener juga sih, untung nggak ada lagu Seringai, bisa-bisa kita moshing di dalem ruangan. Besoknya di Kompas ada foto hitam putih kita semua di Kompas. Naudzubilah. *menggeleng-gelengkan kepala*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah nyanyi menggila, kita ke Coffee Bean karena 3 alasan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.)&lt;/b&gt; Beberapa oknum yang kehausan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.)&lt;/b&gt; Starbucks penuh seperti cendol (maksudnya gencet-gencetan loh ya, bukan orangnya kenyel-kenyel warna ijo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.)&lt;/b&gt; Baristanya lebih ganteng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disana kita serasa yang punya, duduk sembarangan dan ketawa nggak kira-kira padahal yang beli minum cuma Ari. Tak apalah. Ya kan, mas? *senyum sambil ngumpetin gunting taneman di balik punggung*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, itulah hari ulang tahun saya. Didn't get much of a present from my friends but what the heck. It's not about presents, is it? :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8049127729268131303?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8049127729268131303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthdays-and-what-happens-on-birthdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8049127729268131303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8049127729268131303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthdays-and-what-happens-on-birthdays.html' title='Birthdays and what happens on birthdays.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TBst8GBrphI/AAAAAAAAACs/iNZgW7EFvzY/s72-c/G16801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-880639755209319993</id><published>2010-05-21T16:10:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:33:51.151+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sedikit ocehan ABG labil.</title><content type='html'>Today, Mr. Jerry told us all that if we got problems, write it all out. So that's just about all I'm going to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite long since I felt genuinely happy. Sepertinya setiap hari ada aja hal yang membuat gue sangat sedih, kesal, atau nangis. Blame the hormones, the fucking hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap gue kesel, marah, atau apapun hal tidak menyenangkan lainnya, selalu tentang hal yang sama. Orang yang sama. Masalah yang sama. Dan gue, I hate myself for being a stupid hoe who keeps falling to the very same hole over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have noticed kalo sekarang muka gue jadi jelek (not that I say I was pretty). That's just because I've been very unhappy with my life. Gue jadi jerawatan banyak banget dan keliatan teramat sangat kecapekan. One more thing to be unhappy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiburan. Gue butuh hiburan. Gue sangatlah capek sama keadaan dan pemandangan sehari-hari yang selalu saja sama. Itu-itu terus. Gue bosen ngeliat muka-muka lo, makan makanan yang sama terus setiap hari, dan gue juga capek sama kegiatan yang kayaknya nggak pernah ada yang menarik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired with all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Posting ini agak pointless dan kesannya nyolot. I just need to write my feelings and I need someone to hear me out. Gue bosen dikacangin. Dan juga, maaf bagi yang jadi bete baca blog gue akhir-akhir ini karena udah nggak ada unsur humor kayak dulu. I'm going back to that mode once my life has returned to its normal condition.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-880639755209319993?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/880639755209319993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/05/sedikit-ocehan-abg-labil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/880639755209319993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/880639755209319993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/05/sedikit-ocehan-abg-labil.html' title='sedikit ocehan ABG labil.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-2784157468240628755</id><published>2010-05-13T13:47:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T16:08:32.068+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what happens on twitter, stays on twitter</title><content type='html'>Hi, it's me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now wanting to talk about &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/katypwns"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;. Oh btw the link, if you click it, will lead you to my twitter page. I am that narcisstic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niat gue untuk menulis tentang twitter muncul akibat membaca &lt;a href="http://arrumisthethunder.blogspot.com/2010/04/twitterverse-we-got-problem.html"&gt;post Kak Arrum&lt;/a&gt; dengan topik serupa. By the way, dia juga loh yang pertamanya nyuruh gue bikin account di twitter. Pertamanya gue males dan bilang, "no thanks, I'm not the i-do-something-then-i-update-my-status-instantly kind of person." Turns out, I AM. I've went through a year with twitter and its people. It's not always pleasant, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, let's get this started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Abusing the retweet button/confusing retweet for reply.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, ini salah satu hal yang paling sering gue kesel dari para pengguna twitter tercinta. Banyak orang yang menggunakan RT untuk me-reply, alias "RTeply-ing".&lt;br /&gt;Let me get this straight for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;b&gt;RT = ReTweet (not "reply to").&lt;/b&gt; Fungsinya simple, seperti ngomong "gue setuju dengan ini". It is used when you agree with what someone has to say on his/her tweet. It also can be used when you want your followers to read the tweet you like from someone else that you follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from &lt;a href="http://social-networking-tagging.suite101.com/article.cfm/twitter_hashtags_retweets_and_replies"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, "An RT is often a link, breaking news or a funny or poignant comment that the Tweeter thinks his or her followers would also like to read."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;b&gt;Reply.&lt;/b&gt; Fungsinya untuk "mengobrol singkat" di twitter.&lt;br /&gt;Contoh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temen gue, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/zarazombie"&gt;Zara&lt;/a&gt;, ngetweet ini buat gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-unLd1z7vI/AAAAAAAAABc/LH6NrscVbY0/s1600/post2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-unLd1z7vI/AAAAAAAAABc/LH6NrscVbY0/s320/post2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470649987802328818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gue bales:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-unXcL1KOI/AAAAAAAAABk/U9jeAiDYWNA/s1600/post1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-unXcL1KOI/AAAAAAAAABk/U9jeAiDYWNA/s320/post1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470650193516243170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan begitu, follower Zara yang nggak follow gue, nggak bisa ngeliat "obrolan" kita di timelinenya, and vice versa. Tujuan adanya tombol "reply" adalah agar kita bisa "mengobrol" tanpa mengganggu timeline orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang gue sebel soal ini adalah bahwa pengguna twitter masih banyak yang salah kaprah dan menggunakan tombol retweet untuk mereply. Itu sangat mengganggu. Contoh orang yang mereply menggunakan retweet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-up8hfXneI/AAAAAAAAABs/dYrQCpB6lxk/s1600/post3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-up8hfXneI/AAAAAAAAABs/dYrQCpB6lxk/s320/post3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470653029618785762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;sudah saya buramkan username mereka, takutnya ngambek, kelihatannya mereka salah satu abege labil ibukota.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Promote.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah fenomena twitter yang lagi marak-maraknya. Sering kali, karena kesal dan amarah yang membuncah, saya, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/antriapansy"&gt;Anti&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/levijov"&gt;Levi&lt;/a&gt;, Zara, dan temen-temen saya yang lainnya menyindir mereka dengan tak terkira; kadang kami ngatain mereka secara langsung.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's sodding unethical okay? And it really shows what bitches they are. Hungry for fame and recognition. Bagi yang nggak tau "promote" itu apaan, simak contoh-contoh dibawah ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-uwjh48H1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/K2K4dQBcPr0/s1600/post4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-uwjh48H1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/K2K4dQBcPr0/s320/post4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470660296810700626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-uw_HXf60I/AAAAAAAAAB8/UIWo8sQKyTA/s1600/post5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-uw_HXf60I/AAAAAAAAAB8/UIWo8sQKyTA/s320/post5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470660770727455554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-uySF2hVmI/AAAAAAAAACE/3R2XSTkG5CY/s1600/post6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-uySF2hVmI/AAAAAAAAACE/3R2XSTkG5CY/s320/post6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470662196249843298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi yang masih nggak ngerti, tujuannya mem-"promote" itu adalah biar orang yang lo promote (katanya) bertambah drastis jumlah followersnya. And may I ask you, does having so much followers make you a better person? GUESS WHAT, NO! Lo cuma (kelihatan) "eksis" di dunia maya and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. #infolimit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini juga sangat menyebalkan dan bikin lo membenturkan kepala ke batu kali.&lt;br /&gt;#infolimit adalah suatu peristiwa disaat temen yang lo cintai kena twitter daily limit gara-gara kebanyakan ngebacot di twitter, dan lo menginformasikannya ke seluruh twitterverse dan memaksa followers lo untuk meretweetnya. Sampai sekarang gue juga belum tau gunanya untuk apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contohnya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-u4Bead-CI/AAAAAAAAACc/k1gFk9vSXQw/s1600/post9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-u4Bead-CI/AAAAAAAAACc/k1gFk9vSXQw/s320/post9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470668507855058978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-u4AxWNuLI/AAAAAAAAACU/IJADduf1O4A/s1600/post8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-u4AxWNuLI/AAAAAAAAACU/IJADduf1O4A/s320/post8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470668495757621426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-u4AgALZWI/AAAAAAAAACM/bd41X7nzHnc/s1600/post7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-u4AgALZWI/AAAAAAAAACM/bd41X7nzHnc/s320/post7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470668491101791586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bikin emosi nggak sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Bermunculannya account account yang ditujukan untuk umum, tapi isinya curhatan admin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, curhatan admin. Gue sadar akan hal ini sejak munculnya account yang menjadi pemicu kasus &lt;a href="http://hotkaskus.blogspot.com/2010/02/dukungan-kasus-marsha-saphira-bermula.html"&gt;Marsya&lt;/a&gt;. Terlebih lagi tweet &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/hanifalleya"&gt;Alline&lt;/a&gt; kemarin, yang berbunyi, "oooh skrg trennya bikin account twitter umum buat mengutarakan perasaan ya... :)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebetulnya menurut gue, tweets dari account-account itu bermaksud untuk menjadi semacam quotes yang di retweet sama followersnya, kayak account &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/twiquotations"&gt;@twiquotations&lt;/a&gt; punya &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/judeterrific"&gt;Jude&lt;/a&gt;, tapi kok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-u8tbsxsrI/AAAAAAAAACk/pJB3Hjr9m94/s1600/post10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-u8tbsxsrI/AAAAAAAAACk/pJB3Hjr9m94/s320/post10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470673661087298226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;..and yet they reached 2,000 followers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. "kalo lo *masukkan suatu hal nggak penting disini*, RT!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk yang ini, gue nggak menemukan bukti untuk di screen cap, tapi gue sumpah, gue pernah ngeliat orang di timeline gue ngeretweet orang, bunyinya seperti ini: "yang sayang pacarnya, RT!" dan "yang Islam, RT!". Umm, penting gitu ya buat lo, kalo kita sayang pacar atau engga, agama kita Islam atau bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soalnya menurut gue, kalo tweeting yang obvious kayak gini, pasti bakal banyak yang retweet, therefore menaikkan &lt;a href="http://retweetrank.com"&gt;retweet rank&lt;/a&gt;nya. Tujuannya sih itu kalo menurut gue. Fame whores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, oh ya, mengutip perkataan temen SD gue &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/khnst"&gt;Khansa&lt;/a&gt;, "ngapain kalo Islam harus RT? Pengen solat berjamaah rame-rame?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain 5 masalah itu, gue juga agak sebel dengan orang yang kayaknya masalah banget kalo di-unfollow! Kesannya gimana gitu. Sekarang-sekarang ini gue juga banyak nemuin account yang tweetsnya nggak begitu penting atau bermutu, kebanyakan RTeply, promote, dan lain-lain, tapi followersnya banyak. Hmm, agak aneh memang, tapi kan gue nggak bisa maksa orang untuk unfollow orang-orang tertentu. Itu tetep hak mereka, ya nggak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga post ini bermanfaat (cielah) dan orang-orang yang gue screen cap diatas sadar atas perbuatan mereka yang hina. Amin. (kok kesannya agak jahat, biarlah)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-2784157468240628755?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/2784157468240628755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-happens-on-twitter-stays-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2784157468240628755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2784157468240628755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-happens-on-twitter-stays-on.html' title='what happens on twitter, stays on twitter'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-unLd1z7vI/AAAAAAAAABc/LH6NrscVbY0/s72-c/post2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1420771859814803891</id><published>2010-05-05T18:45:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T20:56:51.755+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I just like being a piece of furniture in your weird life!"</title><content type='html'>Gue cuma mau bilang kalo kesenengan itu nggak bisa dibeli dengan uang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak kecil, gue udah diajarin secara nggak langsung kalo cinta dan kesenangan bisa didapetin dengan materi. My parents, they never say "I love you" or something that indicates that they DO love me and/or care about me. &lt;strong&gt;They do give me everything I want, though.&lt;/strong&gt; They always do. They think that giving your children expensive items they desire is considered as caring. The stuff they buy, they're like a substitute for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'm unhappy about it, but it's just not that special anymore if I can instantly get whatever it is that I want. Perlahan-lahan, gue lupa rasanya senang yang bener-bener senang. Terlebih lagi, gue iri ngeliat anak-anak lain yang deket sama orangtua mereka. Gue? Jujur, dari dulu nyokap gue lepas tangan soal ngurusin gue, dan &lt;strong&gt;semua diserahkan ke mbak&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya menjelek-jelekin nyokap gue, tapi memang bener. Dulu, yang bacain gue cerita-cerita sebelum tidur, semuanya mbak gue. Nyokap sama bokap nggak pernah mau. Sampe sekarang, gue nggak pernah (atas kemauan sendiri) cerita-cerita ke orangtua.&lt;br /&gt;Guenya males, mereka juga sepertinya ga ada ketertarikan untuk dengerin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe tadi waktu pelajaran science gue baru sadar gimana sedihnya hidup gue. Tadi, kita disuruh bawa foto keluarga buat besok. Dan, lho, gue kok nggak inget ya pernah punya foto keluarga? Dari tadi gue ubek-ubek folder komputer dan emang nggak ada. Akhirnya gue pake photoshop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-Fr6R4OTGI/AAAAAAAAABM/2nZY7oBghYY/s1600/familypic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-Fr6R4OTGI/AAAAAAAAABM/2nZY7oBghYY/s200/familypic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467770071580298338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan sangat keliatan kalo diedit ya, tolong banget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, gue udah dari dulu dipaksa untuk percaya, kalo gue harus rajin belajar dan nanti kalo SMA harus masuk jurusan IPA biar di masa depan hidupnya "senang". Tapi gimana kalo bukan itu yang gue mau? Jadi orang kaya, as in punya banyak duit/banyak mobil/rumah segede apaan tau, bukan berarti lo seneng, puas, dan hidup kayak yang lo mau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art's my passion and yet my parents always force me to do something that is in no way related to it for a living in the future. I don't ever want to be someone who works behind a table in a suit. Because frankly, that's not what you'd describe as "living life to the fullest", is it? I don't want to earn money for something that I'm not even interested in doing. Life is about doing what you like the most. I'm just a 13 year old, I know. But I also know that it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of doing something that you're not passionate about, for some random person that you probably hate -- &lt;em&gt;for money?&lt;/em&gt; Yeah right, if you're some person who doesn't want to have a life, a happy one anyway, maybe you will do it for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who are you fooling? Someday you'll wake up as a grandparent and realize, "hey, why didn't I just quit the damn job and get on with life. I could've been someone in a super kickass rock band, a football player, or a sucessful artist, but I threw it all away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep doing something you don't like, someday you'll realize that it's a waste. It all is. So why not do something you'll be happy with (and proud of), and start doing everything not for money or anyone else, but for you? Make the most out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just about everything I have in mind right now. &lt;strong&gt;Do whatever you like while you're still alive, go ape shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll thank me for this. Engga juga sih, kepedean gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:&lt;/strong&gt; ini semua unek-unek gue selama beberapa hari ini. Banyak pikiran (gaya lu Kat!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1420771859814803891?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1420771859814803891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-like-being-piece-of-furniture-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1420771859814803891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1420771859814803891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-like-being-piece-of-furniture-in.html' title='&quot;I just like being a piece of furniture in your weird life!&quot;'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/S-Fr6R4OTGI/AAAAAAAAABM/2nZY7oBghYY/s72-c/familypic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-3451209304832780622</id><published>2010-04-24T21:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T21:32:40.980+07:00</updated><title type='text'>'love', in my point of view.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After almost 14 years of living life, I have come to the realization that 'love', not only does it hurt us really bad, can make us very violent and depressed. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, that invisible thing in the air which is so popular that people shove the idea of it being wonderful and worthy to have in life down our throats every fucking day, is an &lt;em&gt;utter&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;complete&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bullshit&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love just makes us lie in bed all day and wonder. Wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder. &lt;em&gt;Do they love us? Do they care about us as much as we do about them?&lt;/em&gt; Sorry to spoil your fun, but really. People we 'love' the most, in the end, they will hurt us, not just once or twice, but &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;. You always try not to believe it, but it's true. One day you will lose count of how many times people you 'love' make you have the unpleasant feeling of these rotten stuff inside your intestines. It is called 'disappointment'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many times have you cried over people you love that you lost? I have, many times. It's crappy when you waste your body liquid for some person who just doesn't care. They just want you to get hurt. Well, maybe not intentionally, but still.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;People make songs about it. This precious 'love'. And does it deserve all that? People praise 'love', believing that having it in their everyday lives makes things a lot better. But what does it do? Hurt us. Over and over again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is selfish. It's all it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-3451209304832780622?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/3451209304832780622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-in-my-point-of-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3451209304832780622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3451209304832780622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-in-my-point-of-view.html' title='&apos;love&apos;, in my point of view.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6279803503647560861</id><published>2010-03-07T19:13:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:41:33.921+07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010.</title><content type='html'>*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, hi there. first post in 2010. please don't turn into a bunch of angry mobs because of my lack of updates. no, dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo. just wanna update about, you know.. this complicated thing called life. ever heard of it? yeah. it is very confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, 2010's been harsh. schoolworks, dramas, and my grades are getting lower and lower each day.. i'm slacking super hard. sorry to dissapoint, teachers, mom and dad. i don't give a cow about it. meh. not even half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 9-ish months, i'm single now. well, kind of. the usual breakup drama. yep, tears dripped, hearts were broken. yeah, the usual stuff. nangis-nangis dikit wajar kan ya? but i think it's for the best 'cause i got my nigz here. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, satu cara yang bikin gue berenti menjadi emo dan nangis-nangis adalah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;b&gt;tidur dibawah jam 10!&lt;/b&gt; gatau ya kalo buat lo, buat gue sih it works. jadi--kalo gue nih--pas malem-malem itu you're on your most fragile state. kan sepi tuh, jadi ada banyak waktu buat mikir dan inget-inget semuanya. as a result, lo jadi cengeng kalo malem. jadi tidur cepet aja mendingan. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, when i was with him, i almost forgot that i had a bunch of awesome people called 'friends'. so yeah, we've been hanging out like crazy since 'the day'; band practice (i'm a vocalist now! say what? hahah), mall-ing, going house to house--almost everyday, i'm telling you. it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu2nya yang jadi korban disini adalah dompet powerpuff girls gue. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teruuus, apalagi ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, happy birthday you, there, in london. *points*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah. ngacir dulu ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ps:&lt;/b&gt; thanks buat &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/antriapansy"&gt;Anti&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/eliyshas"&gt;Sasha&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/khanseize"&gt;Khansa&lt;/a&gt;, dan temen-temen lainnya yang udah dengerin curhat gue yang rada lebay hehe. you rock. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6279803503647560861?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6279803503647560861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6279803503647560861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6279803503647560861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010.html' title='2010.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8492315294207160984</id><published>2009-12-27T20:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:43:54.263+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you tomorrow;</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. Just a quick post saying merry Christmas to all of you, happy holidays. :]&lt;br /&gt;I'm also notifying that I've jumped into the formspring bandwagon. Added a box right there on the right side of my blog. &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/katypwns"&gt;Follow?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gue cuma mau pamer sedikit kalo besok gue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KE BANDUNG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biasa ya? TETOT, ANDA SALAH. Gue belom pernah ke Bandung, so tomorrow's gonna be special. I'm officially an Indonesian. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys, whether you're going around the world or just chillin (like a boss~) enjoy the remaining days of the Christmas break. Love you (not! heh heh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8492315294207160984?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8492315294207160984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8492315294207160984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8492315294207160984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-tomorrow.html' title='i love you tomorrow;'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6882559857225544866</id><published>2009-12-19T21:36:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T10:39:05.376+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hullo;</title><content type='html'>First off; NEW TEMPLATE! Yeah, I am currently obsessed with these guys. Back then I probably didn't have a "type", now I think I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe. Pale, with semi-fro, and an awkward smile. And a cold stare. Well I don't think Gordon-Levitt's hair is considered as semi-fro, but you got the point, right? They're just so cute, I wish I could keep one. When I see Michael Cera running around on my backyard asking for me to feed him, I would know that life, for once, is perfect.  &lt;s&gt;Or that apocalypse is near, perhaps.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, setelah proses panjang yang memproduksi keringat (halah), saya memutuskan untuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dramatic drumrolls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up Lombok for Cobra Starship's concert! Oke, sebetulnya voting yang ada di blog gue selalu diabaikan sih akhir - akhirnya, but the poll just shows how much you care about me, right, right, RIGHT? Maksa deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Christmas-slash-new year break has just begun. So far (baru dua hari sih), gue udah memanfaatkannya dengan mengurung diri di kamar dari pagi sampai malam, nonton DVD yang gue beli di ITC BSD sampe teler. LITERALLY. Gue mandi malem doang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agaknya gue bakal sukses menjadi babi selama liburan. Mending kalo babi ngepet, bisa nyolong duit. Kalo babi normal nyoong duit, yang ada si pemilik rumah yang untung. Ujung - ujungnya mereka nyate sekeluarga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengerikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to add to my all-time favorites list—which, so far, are; Inglourious Basterds, Up, The Lion King, War of the Worlds, Cloverfield, Zombieland, and District 9—there is World’s Greatest Dad. It’s definitely worth watching, I really enjoyed it. Robin Williams rox ur sox d00d. Go and find the DVD, it’s really awesome. Buy or die, that’s all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My DVD marathons are really extreme, like 5 to 6 DVDs per day. Makanya, baru juga 2 hari, udah ada SODVD. Yaitu, Shortage of DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa mau tiap hari beli DVD sih. Gue yang tiap minggu ke tempat langganan DVD aja udah ngebuat mbak – mbak yang jualan bosen, gimana tiap hari? Mereka bakal mulai ngegali kuburan untuk mereka sendiri. Majas hiperbola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, mungkin segini aja dulu. Jangan lupa komen templatenya ya. So long, amigos x siempre. (loh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDITED:&lt;/b&gt; semua cbox message gue delete! sori, pusing liatnya. Keepin it fresh for 2010. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6882559857225544866?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6882559857225544866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/12/hullo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6882559857225544866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6882559857225544866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/12/hullo.html' title='hullo;'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8806400854031819608</id><published>2009-12-10T17:46:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:11:07.388+07:00</updated><title type='text'>caution: long-ass post.</title><content type='html'>oh, hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is finally alive again. It's sometimes a dormant blog. Like a dormant volcano, but it's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..What am i saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa kabar kawanku sekalian? Gue? Gue lagi duduk dengan posisi ga enak di kasur, dengan kaki pincang. Ga, gue ga loncat dari Grand Indonesia. Kaki gue kepelitek.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sakitnya minta ampun loh. Akhirnya tadi sempet ke klinik sekolah terus diolesin Counterpain. (curcol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't get over the past few months. Nilai gue turun banget, and I'm getting worse at socializing. Mungkin lo yang lagi baca tapi belom kenal gue kira kalo gue itu ceria banget. Kalo udah kenal, gue awkward sekali. Dan jayusnya keterlaluan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, gue malu banget sama diri sendiri. Jadi gue berharap banget tahun 2010 bakal jadi kesempatan buat bounce back. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malah gue sempat mikir buat ganti alamat blog jadi "bouncebackkatybounceback.blogspot.com". Gadeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, beralih ke topik lain. Nyadar ga sih kalo akhir - akhir ini (nearly) semua orang ngebuka friendster lagi? Mungkin gara - gara tampilannya, atau apalah gue gatau. Tapi pas log in friendster lagi setelah sekian lama.. Yaampun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue nangis loh. Serius. Kangen banget masa - masa pencarian jati diri di fs, gue menyaksikan dan kenal orang - orang yang bertransformasi total. Dari yang ngetiknya alay banget sampe udah nggak lagi. Dari "emo gurlz,," ke "(insert full name here)". Kalo kita nyebut kata "Friendster" sekarang, apa yang pertama kali keluar di pikiran orang lain? "Alay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sadar ga, fs itu dulu berjasa banget? Bukannya sok puitis ye. Soalnya gue emang ngerasa, kalo ga ada Friendster, mungkin gue ga akan pernah kenal my best (BEST!) online friends. Dulu kita ga akan yang namanya pilih - pilih temen karena dia ngetiknya alay. Yang penting baik. Sekarang? Emang sih, gue maklum, kadang - kadang gue juga kesel.. Tapi dulu we were friends with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gara - gara Friendster, gue bisa meet up sama temen - temen yang tadinya cuma kenal lewat profile, liat - liat fotonya aja. I've watched 3 concerts, semuanya bareng sama temen - temen fs dulu. Gue kangen waktu itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess we kinda "grew up" and change. We're lacking contact now. Sekarang kalo ngobrol, misalnya di MSN, jadi gariiiing banget sumpah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough with the emo-ness. Sekarang time to poll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekolah gue ngadain field trip ke Lombok, tanggal 23-26 Maret 2010. But at the same time, one of my all-time favorite bands, Cobra Starship (!!!!) is going to have a concert here in Jakarta, also in March 23rd. I really don't wanna miss both events, but I have to choose. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLL"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.twiigs.com/poll.js?pid=45339&amp;color=purpledark"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLLpolllink" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: block; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: right; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal;"&gt; &lt;a class="TWIIGSPOLLmorelink" href="http://www.twiigs.com/" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: inline; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 0; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;poll by twiigs.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks. :]&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8806400854031819608?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8806400854031819608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/12/caution-long-ass-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8806400854031819608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8806400854031819608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/12/caution-long-ass-post.html' title='caution: long-ass post.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-4206352383545782868</id><published>2009-11-02T16:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:26:50.622+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's that time of the year again.</title><content type='html'>halo. Maaf ya udah jarang update (kayak ada yang baca gitu). Sorry sorry sorry sorry. *gaya Suju*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke emang garing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, didn't do anything for Halloween. Kinda sat around in my house watching The Simpsons Halloween Marathon while everyone was partying. Gue sampe hafal line-nya Homer. So happy and pathetic at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal gue udah beli fake blood segala. Bangkai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, hari ini berjalan sangat lambat. Gue gondok banget soalnya English journal dikumpulin sebelum jam palajarannya, dan otomatis gue ga dapet nilai. Ya emang salah gue juga sih, ngerjain di sekolah. Tapi demi apapun ya, cuma sekali itu gue ngerjain PR di sekolah, terus kayak gitu akhirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gagal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal, mengamati semua teman sekelas gue, hampir semuanya selalu ngerjain PR di sekolah, dan selalu dikumpulin dengan selamat dan tanpa kecurigaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just one of the examples of how unfair life is, peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sekarang homeworks itu gila-gilaan ya. Jaman dulu sih PR cuma bikin paragraf, sekarang bikin video, ambil foto, bleh. Do you think I'm Shane Dawson or something? Pffft. This is why I don't wanna be a teacher. You'd be hated. Even I'd hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til then, diddly-doo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know why I just typed that, Ned Flanders much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-4206352383545782868?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/4206352383545782868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-that-time-of-year-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4206352383545782868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4206352383545782868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='it&apos;s that time of the year again.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-2913837659458372251</id><published>2009-10-15T17:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:23:51.207+07:00</updated><title type='text'>saya di masa depan?</title><content type='html'>Akhir - akhir ini gue merasa tertinggal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue nggak punya cita - cita. Gue nggak tau nanti mau jadi apa. Yang ada di pikiran gue sih, asal ga jadi gembel aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gue nggak mau jadi guru, ngeliat kelakuan anak - anak sekelas gue yang udah kayak ayam lepas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari yang lalu, gue, bokap, dan Klau ngambil mobil kita di Shangrila Hotel deket airport. Kita kesana naik taksi. Orangnya ramah banget. Gue sempet mikir mau jadi supir taksi, ngomongnya lucu, formal - formal gitu. Pasti disukain pelanggan terus jadi supir taksi internasional (apa coba).&lt;br /&gt;Tapi nggak jadi, soalnya takut naik mobil sendirian malem - malem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagian kalo jadi supir taksi: Mobil lo = kendaraan umum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebetulan waktu jalan balik dari airport, bokap ngomongin sodara gue yang kuliah di LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bokap:&lt;/b&gt; "Kak, kamu nanti kuliahnya di LA aja sama Tante Via."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gue:&lt;/b&gt; "eh? Emang dia disana?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bokap:&lt;/b&gt; "Iya sama kakaknya, yang kawin sama bule itu loh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue jadi curiga tujuan gue disuruh kuliah disitu adalah biar kawin sama bule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi intinya, gimana gue bisa kuliah jauh - jauh dari rumah kalo bikin Indomie rebus rasa ayam bawang aja gue kagak bisa? Nanti kalo gue punya pembantu disana, jangan - jangan pembantunya bule. Terus gue bangkrut bayar gajinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amit - amit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu kita ngomongin jurusan kuliah. Gue sih maunya graphic design atau photography, pokoknya art related gitu. Tapi kata bokap, itu buat hobi aja. Gue disuruh jadi duta besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngelawak banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue juga suka literature, tapi aneh aja gitu. Katy. Penulis. Agak nggak nyambung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kemaren - kemaren gue nanya sama temen - temen, nanti kelas 9 mau pilih ICT (jurusan) apa. Gue mau ikut art &amp; design. Dan mereka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"gue sih science."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak kapan lu pada tertarik begituan? Gue kira lu semua nggak suka. Beh. Gimana nanti kalo gue ikut art, kelasnya sendirian? Ogah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udahlah. Que sera sera aja ye. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-2913837659458372251?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/2913837659458372251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/10/saya-di-masa-depan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2913837659458372251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2913837659458372251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/10/saya-di-masa-depan.html' title='saya di masa depan?'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8472875509059979952</id><published>2009-10-03T20:19:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:01:10.805+07:00</updated><title type='text'>so unfair.</title><content type='html'>hi hello, it's me again. I did try to write this on the last post but I was afraid I would bore you. Ha, actually I always bore you. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so on the way back home from cirebon, I thought of being a vegetarian. No, a pescatarian. I thought &lt;i&gt;hey, I could lose some fat and live healthy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue jadi pescatarian seminggu; dari Senin lalu, sampe hari ini, dan besok. Dan pendapat gue tentang vegetarians:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're fucking &lt;u&gt;tough&lt;/u&gt;, I'm telling ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue nahan - nahan ga makan baso, atau sate, atau ayam bakar, atau nugget dalam seminggu. I don't feel healthy. It feels like hell. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did lost 2 kilos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulai sekarang, gue bakal nerima diri sendiri apa adanya deh. Emang gue gendut, mau diapain. Chubby people &gt; skinny-cheeked people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I will also stop trying to be tall. Seriously guys, gue pusing berenang terus. It's damaging my hair. Gue benci kapolrit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have decided that my motto from now on should be "tall people are overrated". EAT THAT MOFOS! I am short. It's the genes (thanks mom and dad!) that made me like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am concerned about people's perspectives about our heights these days. How come it's only short people that are being picked on? Real example : me. I've been called "shorty" for, let's see.. my entire life. And I'm not even the shortest one at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short and chubby people are cute. Admit that. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8472875509059979952?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8472875509059979952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-hello-its-me-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8472875509059979952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8472875509059979952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-hello-its-me-again.html' title='so unfair.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6116214389580480616</id><published>2009-10-03T18:50:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:00:18.258+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"format mass memory?"</title><content type='html'>hello people. I'm back from Cirebon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gimana liburan?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'twas nice, despite the fact that I didn't get much money. Bawwww. Gue ga bakal cerita banyak tentang liburan, soalnya gue males. Ha ha. Btw, minal aidzin ya semuanya. (telat abis .__.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, jadi hari ini I decided to be a total emo douchebag. Why? Because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's the story. Tadi pagi gue inget soal hape gue yang udah uzur, umurnya 2 tahun, AND beaten up. Tak lain adalah suatu hape berbentuk kotak, namanya Nokia N81. Oke, jadi hape itu ga pernah gue charge sejak beberapa bulan yang lalu, soalnya sering ga bisa terima text message kecuali lo restart hapenya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue charge hape gue itu. Karena inbox gue nampung 1000+ SMS, gue delete semuanya soalnya itu bikin hape gue lemot. Pas lagi nge-delete, tiba - tiba gue gabisa mencet apa - apa, the screen stayed the same. Di tengah - tengah euphoria kepanikan, akhirnya gue matiin hape itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu gue nyalain lagi. Biasanya sih normal - normal aja, gue banting juga gapapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ternyata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya. Ilang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fuck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah gue cek, ternyata mass memory-nya corrupted. Katanya harus di-format. Gue mau format tapi gabisa. Terus akhirnya gue delete applications gue; Ebuddy, Snaptu. Gue cek lagi memorynya. Ternyata udah bener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi. Gue. Bego. Gue malah pencet "format" lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi sekarang semuanya ilang. I hated myself for deleting the entire content of my mass memory. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hape gue punya banyak banget kenangan di dalemnya. Lagu - lagu yang gue suka dulu, video yang gue bikin sama temen - temen SD, voice recording ga jelas, sampe video - video dan foto konser MCR, A7x, dan PATD. ;__;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All gone.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue ngomong ke bokap gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gue:&lt;/b&gt; *sambil mau nangis* "pah.. memorynya ke-format."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bokap:&lt;/b&gt; "salah sendiri."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JDOENG. Ga punya perasaan apa. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya seharian gue menyesali diri sendiri. Sedih banget rasanya. Apalagi saved messages juga ilang. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, mass memory. We had a great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6116214389580480616?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6116214389580480616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6116214389580480616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6116214389580480616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-people.html' title='&quot;format mass memory?&quot;'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8509979399019261916</id><published>2009-09-16T22:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:02:00.444+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little hi.. and bye.</title><content type='html'>hello fellow bloggers. Umm, it's 11pm now. I'm importing CDs to my itunes, currently. Sebentar lagi, habis sahur, gue berangkat mudik. Ke Cirebon dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that means gue izin (oke, ada unsur bolos-nya juga) dari sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, cuma itu doang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all next week. Will update on twitter, most probably. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8509979399019261916?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8509979399019261916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-hi-and-bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8509979399019261916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8509979399019261916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-hi-and-bye.html' title='a little hi.. and bye.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-2779637988011174411</id><published>2009-09-06T01:21:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T01:45:54.744+07:00</updated><title type='text'>gempaaa.</title><content type='html'>hello, it's me again eheheh. *gets run over by an army of angry mobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna post! So you're gonna shut up because this, you see, is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. You can burn this if you want, but then you would be burning your own computer! SUCK ON THAT! ..okay. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeee, jadi gue mau cerita kemaren hari Rabu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu itu gue dibangunin semua orang rumah soalnya gue terlalu menghayati tidur akibat telat sahur. Sedih yah. Gue langsung buru - buru mandi, dan airnya dingin banget, kasian banget ya gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penting banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah mandi, gue berangkat sama bokap naik mobil, dan ternyata hujan. Gue suka hujan. Gue suka bau hujan, dan bunyi hujan. Anyway, pas baru sampe pasar deket rumah, macetnya ga nahan banget karena udah agak siang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue disuruh pulang sama bokap, ga usah sekolah, lagian sahurnya sedikit banget, takut pingsan. Gue telfon Khansa, bilang ke dia gue ga masuk hari itu. Okelah, gue seneng banget ga sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang hari gue nonton Wall-E dan beberapa episode The Simpsons sambil nungguin buka. Agak sorean, gue ketiduran nonton The Simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa menit kemudian, lagi nyenyak - nyenyaknya tidur, mbak gue dateng ngebangunin, ngeguncang - guncang gue kayak ulekan. Sumpah ga nyantai abis. Dia teriak - teriak, "KAK CEPET BANGUN, GEMPA! GEMPA! CEPET! GEMPA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sih selow aje. Dia sering kok kayak gitu. Apalagi adek gue, kalo bangunin gue pake terompet bekas tahun baru. Gue masih merem, gue usir aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Gue:&lt;/B&gt; *nada teler* "mbak apaan sih, banguninnya nanti aja ngantuk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Mbak Yanti:&lt;/B&gt; *nada ngocol* "YEEEH SI KAKAK, CEPET! SEMUANYA UDAH KELUAR RUMAH, GEMPA NIH! GEMPA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Gue:&lt;/B&gt; "apadeh. yaudah yaudah." *bangun, jalan keluar rumah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah gue pulih dari mati suri selama enam menit itu, gue baru sadar. Kenapa semua orang di rumah ada di luar? Kenapa ekspresi wajah mereka amatlah tidak santai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbah gue bilang, "haduh mbah takut sekali kak, tadi tuh lampu pada goyang - goyang, dikira angin, taunya gempa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JENG JENG JEEEEENG.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata waktu itu beneran terjadi sebuah gempa bumi. Gue hampir aja mati ketiban rumah gara - gara terlalu nyantai. Langsung gue terdiam tanpa kata. Lalu balik tidur lagi di kamar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman - teman. Mbak Yanti adalah seorang penyelamat. Dia seperti orang - orang di Baywatch.. Cuma lebih pendek dan bawa sapu lidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu pada pulang sekolah, pada rame cerita ke gue gempa di sekolah. Ih, jadi iri. Kayaknya tuh ya, seru banget. Mereka lari - lari di tangga, terus dikumpulin di lapangan basket. Mereka ngomongin gempa bumi seolah - olah seperti ngomongin sweet seventeennya orang gitu. Kalo ga dateng, ketinggalan jaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue jadi nyesel ga sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral:&lt;/B&gt; Jangan bolos sekolah, mungkin saja bakal ada gempa bumi. (ga nyambung)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys, time to get some sleep. Bye motherfathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-2779637988011174411?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/2779637988011174411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/09/gempaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2779637988011174411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2779637988011174411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/09/gempaaa.html' title='gempaaa.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1327579823183999263</id><published>2009-09-06T00:48:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T01:18:34.621+07:00</updated><title type='text'>excuse me for a second.</title><content type='html'>hey guys. OH LOOK AT THE CLOCK. It's 12:49am and i'm awake! My parents are out of town since this morning. But they'll be back tomorrow morning, which means: boo, no freedom. Joy to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that sentence sounds like I'm a bad daughter or something. Trust me, I AM NOT! Well maybe a bit, but I'm, yeah.. oh heck, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just wanna post since I'm not doing anything. Abi told me to sleep early but it's Saturday night duuuuude. You should've asked me out instead of sleeping. Douchebag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay i didn't mean that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ramblings. Hmmm. Oh, and here's the thing that's been bothering me since I was like, born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, you guys, there's a thing that I consider very important in blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;very,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;important.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy blogging and all. Sometimes I lack the mood to update but other than that, I really like doing it. But sometimes I am really lazy to update because you see, there are (so-called) people that don't use that very, &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;important&lt;/b&gt; thing AT ALL. I have been blogwalking, and surprisingly, I have stumbled upon SO MANY blogs that don't use any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what's the thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called &lt;u&gt;PUNCTUATION&lt;/u&gt;. Ever heard of it, hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah beeyotches, you could use some of that. Ever heard of commas? And periods? No, not THAT period. The one your teacher taught you in elementary. We use them to, I don't know.. SEPARATE YOUR WORDS TO MAKE MORE SENSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh, and this one: &lt;b&gt;THE ENTER KEY!&lt;/b&gt; Does that ring any bells, kids? Have you realized JUST ONCE that you should've made a stinking paragraph instead of just 100 sentences without proper punctuations and spaces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paragraph. You write at most 4 or 5 sentences, then press the enter key. Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that thing you're typing.. Oh baby, no. You're making me blind, darling. Just.. please don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See guys, I'm writing this because I care about our future. And because I'm bored in the middle of the night, of course. But try to see my point; in the future, when you got an amazing job, do you still want to type like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello sekarang gw lg di kamar trs makan m&amp;m's nonton dvd telfon temen sekelas gw (miss u beb!!!!!) sambil tiduran oh ya besok gw mau ke pim lochchchch tp mlsbgt pasti nyokap lama gt sm temen2nya omygod......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on and so forth. You get the idea. You have seen one. If you haven't, you're kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still want to type like that? &lt;b&gt;GO TO HELL.&lt;/b&gt; Because I am sick of that, really. I've seen enough. Now if you feel offended in any way, PLEASE DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I'm being a bitch again. Sue me for being such a punc-nazi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, punc. I like punc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1327579823183999263?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1327579823183999263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/09/excuse-me-for-second.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1327579823183999263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1327579823183999263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/09/excuse-me-for-second.html' title='excuse me for a second.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1477110460450487501</id><published>2009-08-23T11:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:55:25.423+07:00</updated><title type='text'>halo halo, tes, 1 2 3.</title><content type='html'>HELLO UNIVERSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's me. I am alive. I wish I could teriakin ke seluruh dunia pake toa segede rumah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seneng ga seneng ga seneng ga? Whoop. I feel hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry gue telantarin blog ini selama hampir sebulan (last post was on July 25, and today is August 23, so yeah) sampe tadi pas mau log in gue lupa username. Pas dibilang, "your username is incorrect" udah mau gue teriakin si mas blogspot. Taunya emang salah hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so many things happened selama sebulan ini. Gue sebenernya udah mau ngetik semuanya disini, but laziness defeated me. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with movies. Oke, sekarang gue sering main ke rottentomatoes.com buat liat - liat film apa aja yang bagus. Gue liat trailernya, terus bikin list film apa aja yang mau gue tonton. Yang biasanya gue rely on people around me for their opinions about movies, sekarang gue beralih kesitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang film yang dibilang "bagus" oleh teman - teman adalah "buset jelek banget ini pelem" buat gue. Ya bisa dibilang ini karena gue agak terpengaruh sama Roger Ebert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misalnya, G.I Joe disukai semua orang di sekolah gue. SEMUA. Semua ngomongin, "EH LO HARUS LIAT G.I JOE KEREN BANGET GILA!" Tapi nyatanya I fell asleep during the movie. Fine, nice CGI and all. But it's like some bad Disney Channel Original Movie. So.. predictable? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film bagus yang gue liat tahun 2009 sih sejauh ini baru Up. Very touching, gave me a good laugh, and excellent scoring. Gotta love Kevin and Russell. Thank you Pixar for making awesome movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on. Sejak kelas 8 nilai gue meningkat loh! Mungkin gara - gara ga ada temen di kelas, jadi gue lebih fokus. Tapi kalo liat gue di kelas kadang suka kayak orang depresi; kalo ga dengerin pelajaran gue gambar di sketchbook, bengong ("bengong" disini benar - benar bengong), nyanyi sendiri, main rubik's cube diam - diam, atau ketawa sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, ketawa sendiri. Sampe ngakak. Pernah waktu itu gue ketawa sendiri lalu Rino yang duduk di belakang gue mukanya bener - bener ketakutan. Makin ngakak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya habisnya mau gimana lagi ya, gue ga cocok aja sama anak - anak yang duduk di sekitar gue. Contohnya, seatmate gue, Michelle. Mau ngomongin apa gue sama dia yang setiap harinya nyanyi lagu - lagu Michael Jackson dengan sumbang dan suara pas - pasan sambil pasang muka datar, heh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Menghina lo Kat."&lt;/b&gt; Menghina apanya? Eh, gue perjuangan banget deh setiap hari ngadepin dia, nahan buat ga teriakin kuping dia. Dia tuh nyanyi ga kira - kira, sampe Heal The World terngiang - ngiang di kepala gue. Pernah dia rebutan dvd Michael Jackson sama Rino. Bukannya ga suka Michael Jackson, tapi capek! Makan ati! *iklan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngomongin makan, gue hebat loh ga makan berhari - hari. Iyalah, orang puasa (ngejayus). Hari ini hari kedua puasa. Beh, mana panas banget. Sehari serasa seabad. Tapi itu kan intinya, melatih kesabaran. Yaaah, ga bisa ngatain orang deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga gue kurus ya, doain. Pipi gue udah melewati batas ukuran pipi yang manusiawi. Jadi kesannya kepala gue gede banget gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okedeh, selamat puasa people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heal the world, make it a better place..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1477110460450487501?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1477110460450487501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/08/halo-halo-tes-1-2-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1477110460450487501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1477110460450487501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/08/halo-halo-tes-1-2-3.html' title='halo halo, tes, 1 2 3.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6251179645403967632</id><published>2009-07-25T08:37:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T08:52:19.870+07:00</updated><title type='text'>whoooo</title><content type='html'>HALOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kata pembuka yang lebay ya. Biarin deh, kan meriah (apasih).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. Gue nggak update blog sejak.. like, 16 days ago. Itu lama atau sebentar sih? Kalo bagi gue sih lumayan lama. Aha ha ha. *ketawa garing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways. School started on the 16th. Dan gue ditempatkan di 8B. Wow, saya tidak kenal anda - anda penghuni belantara 8B. Pertamanya gue kesel sampe stres gitu, lebay banget ga sih. Tapi akhir - akhir ini yaa asik juga kok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class Advisornya seseorang namanya Mr. Rodante (or whatever the fuck you spell it). He's a filipino. Dan dari tanggal 16 sampe kemarin Jumat dia belom juga dateng ke sekolah, parasit abis kan. Walaupun gue sebetulnya nggak ngerti kata "parasit" sih. Gue sama anak - anak 8B udah kayak anak gelandangan yatim piatu. Gurunya substitute mulu. Berasa diadopsi, terus dibuang, terus dikasih ke orang lain, terus dibuang lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus ya, karena belom disuruh apa - apa, kelas kita kosong banget padahal kelas lain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah dihias - hias gitu, banyak tempelan warna - warni, udah kayak kawinan deh (apa coba). Kalo 8B apaan noh. Gubuk derita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, soal adek kelas. Sejauh ini gue belom nemu adek kelas yang mukanya ga songong atau minta ditendang. Kecuali Kemal tentunya haha. Lama - lama gua bikin Kemal fensklab, pasti pada ikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm that's pretty much it. OH YA SATU LAGI; Gue memutuskan untuk ikut klub teater! Bombastis. Ntar audisi bakal gimana ya. Kalo disuruh acting, gue mau menampilkan sesuatu dari sinetron Manohara aaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6251179645403967632?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6251179645403967632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6251179645403967632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6251179645403967632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoooo.html' title='whoooo'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-7112296921544619391</id><published>2009-07-09T20:08:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:23:59.829+07:00</updated><title type='text'>you got a new haircut?</title><content type='html'>kucing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa kucing? gue sendiri bingung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw dari kemaren - kemaren gue melotot di cermin (cielah cermiiin, huhuy) ngeliatin rambut gue sendiri dan derereeeeng, GUE MUAK SAMA RAMBUT GUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ih kenapa kat kan rambut lo bagus, keriting - keriting menggoda gitchuw dechhh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TETOOOT ANDA SALAH. Gue ngetik kalimat yang di atas itu sebetulnya ngarep ada yang bilang beneran, taunya.. hmm. Think again, Kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, gue muak sama rambut gue. Iyalah, orang dari udah setaun lebih model rambut ga ganti - ganti. Rambut udah berbaur sama furniture. Ga ada yang bisa dibanggakan (iya ga nyambung). Dan gue ngiri sama orang - orang di twitter yang pamer bahwa dia potong rambut dan lebih parahnya lagi, potongan rambutnya berhasil (contoh nyata: &lt;a href="http://ichmagpilz.blogspot.com"&gt;Jovanika&lt;/a&gt; dengan rambut Spock-nya, dan &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/novarez"&gt;Kak Dinda&lt;/a&gt; dengan rambut lurusnya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasilnya? Makin pengen potong rambutlah gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percaya ga percaya, tadi gue sampe google search "coolest haircuts", haha. Tapi yang muncul malah "emo hair", "scene hair", sama "kids haircut". Jadi gue putus asa dan mulai cari - cari famous people with freaking epic hair.. And I decided that this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://melototbanget.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/raka-cyril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://melototbanget.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/raka-cyril.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..will be my new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, Raka Cyril. Ya, dari Vierra dan Killing Me Inside. Ya, gue gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, epic hair dude. Pasti semua orang bakal "wuuu Katy emo" and throw rocks at me, but hey, sasak might be a good thing. Gue bosen banget sama rambut gue. Lagian ini kesempatan buat sasak di salon beneran, soalnya kalo gue sasak sendiri (yang sering gue coba dirumah) selalu gagal and I end up looking like a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLL"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.twiigs.com/poll.js?pid=35263&amp;color=purpledark"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLLpolllink" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: block; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: right; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal;"&gt; &lt;a class="TWIIGSPOLLmorelink" href="http://www.twiigs.com/" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: inline; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 0; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;poll by twiigs.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poll's closed on Tuesday, 14th of July, so go vote before school starts so I can decide. THIS IS A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH GUYS. Terimakasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt; karena gue ga sabaran orangnya, tadi gue udah potong rambut sebelum pollnya ditutup mihihi. Bukan model Raka Cyril tapi Joshua Third. Gue ke suatu salon di Lippo (gabisa yang jauh - jauh soalnya bonyok pergi) terus minta potong deh. Tapi ga disasak cuma dibuat biar ngembang doang, orangnya takut gua disangka gila kali. Sore - sorenya gua malah keramas, goblok. Jadi gue gabisa balikinnya lagi deh. Dan sekarang rambut gue jamur, wihiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-7112296921544619391?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/7112296921544619391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-got-new-haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7112296921544619391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7112296921544619391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-got-new-haircut.html' title='you got a new haircut?'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-2999650427405570716</id><published>2009-07-07T18:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:27:55.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>poof.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gue udah lama ga ngepost, sorry for neglecting this so-called blog. Bukan mau gue juga sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last post gue ada di Cirebon kan? Gue udah pulang dua minggu yang lalu, yay! Dan kemaren gue baru pulang dari Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaul kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga juga sih ye. Tapi yang lebih gaulnya lagi gue naik sling shot! Bukan, itu bukan bajaj Bali. Tapi ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://l.yimg.com/a/i/travel/tg/poi/a9/240x240_a97eb67977d5c4994fddbe313fbb5246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://l.yimg.com/a/i/travel/tg/poi/a9/240x240_a97eb67977d5c4994fddbe313fbb5246.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;maaf gambarnya ga jelas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertamanya gue agak takut, apalagi abis ngeliat tulisan "kiss your arse goodbye" di depannya. I was going to do that for a second there. Gue naik sama Aya, temen SD gue dulu, tapi dia tinggal di Bali sejak Januari 2009. Dia belom pernah naik sling shot ternyata, beh. Gue kira sering. Dasar orang Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu naik benda bulat yang ditarik karet itu.. Gue seneng tuh ternyata dilempar sampe 300 meter ke udara dan diputer - puter. Dan hal pertama yang gue teriakin pas lagi muter - muter di  langit (buset) adalah "GUE MASIH IDUP!" dilanjutkan dengan "oh fuck" *napas dua kali* "shit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different topic.. I want to talk about &lt;b&gt;changes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly hate changes. Gue ga pernah suka perubahan dari dulu, walaupun ke arah yang lebih baik. Perubahan apapun. Gue lebih suka hal - hal disekitar gue tetap sama, dan kalo bisa, ga pernah berubah. Walaupun agak ga mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a hypocrite, but seriously, gue sering banget kesel, bahkan marah kalo orang - orang udah mulai berubah, padahal gue sendiri berubah. Sometimes you realize the change, sometimes you don't. Walaupun perubahan itu cuma berubah model rambut ataupun perubahan besar kayak pindah ke negara lain, gue ga suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson died. It brought changes to the world. Big changes. Contohnya; waktu dia diberitain meninggal, semua (I repeat, SEMUA) channel tv membahas kematian dia dari subuh sampe subuh lagi. Semua channel tv tiba - tiba memutar lagu - lagu dan video klip dia sampe gue bosen. Adek gue yang tadinya gatau bentuk rupa Michael Jackson langsung tau mukanya gimana. Mereka ketakutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang gue lebih bingung, kenapa akhir - akhir ini ga ada yang peduli sama Jacko, tapi pas meninggal pada heboh? Munafik deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it made a difference too. Gue sekarang cita - citanya berubah; gue sekarang kalo mati mau kayak Michael Jackson. Pas tewas langsung pada rame, yang ga kenal jadi kenal, yang ngelupain jadi inget, dan semua orang di dunia rame ngomongin gue. Mati bahagia. Keren kan? Widih keren banget Kat. Norak lu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic at The Disco. Gue bangun tadi pagi (siang deng) dan langsung ngecek twitter. And guess what, twats. Ryan Ross and Jon Walker left Panic. Gue pertamanya ngira itu cuma rumor twitter aja. Eh taunya beneran. Malu deh eke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue udah denger banyak komentar orang - orang tentang ini. Banyak yang terima - terima aja, and believe that they split to make better music. Banyak juga yang beneran ga terima, dan sedih banget gara - gara itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sih yang biasa aja sama Panic, ya cuma kaget doang. &lt;I&gt;Panic cerai? Oh wow.&lt;/i&gt; Cuma itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ga sedih, gue cuma keberatan kalo mereka berubah. Gue kesel bukan karena Ryan sama Jon, tapi karena musik mereka bakal berubah. Kalopun bakal lebih baik, gue tetep ga suka, because it's not the same. Yeah, I'm that weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru - baru ini gue iseng liat inbox hp gue yang taun lalu. Dan isinya.. Gue mau nangis deh. Dulu gue keliatannya ramah banget, sms dibales panjang dan kalo ada temen yang curhat gue selalu bantu, and cheered them up. Dan nyatanya, liat gue sekarang. Sms dibales pendek, kadang cuma 5 karakter, seadanya, dan males - malesan. Temen - temen yang dulu smsan sama gue aja ga pernah ada contact sama gue lagi sekarang. No wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm changing, not for the better but for the worse. Not to be emo or anything, tapi gue benci diri sendiri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua berubah. Gue udah capek sama perubahan. I'm immature, I know. But changes are on my most hated list. I can't face changes. I'm a coward, I'm a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf postnya jadi kaya gini. Gue lagi kesel banget sama nyokap. Ask me personally, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-2999650427405570716?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/2999650427405570716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/07/poof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2999650427405570716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2999650427405570716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/07/poof.html' title='poof.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-3524639214303259768</id><published>2009-06-21T15:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:24:23.532+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a book half unread.</title><content type='html'>Sekarang gue mengetik ini di kamar depan, rumah Mbah di Jalan Pekalipan 4, Cirebon. Kalo gue keluar rumah ini sekarang.. Let's just say gue cari mati karena sekarang di luar itu cuacanya sangat panas. And I mean it, panasnya panas banget. Panasnya udara disini bisa aja sama dengan panasnya Dewi Persik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya gue lagi di Cirebon, kemaren naik kereta sama tante dan adek gue. Nyampe di Cirebon jam 4 sore dan langsung naik becak ke rumah Mbah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disini.. Berbeda, obviously, dengan Tangerang. Menurut gue disini enak buat naik becak keliling. Gue suka model bangunan - bangunan disini yang kebanyakan masih model tahun 40an mungkin (gue ngasal, tp emang tua sih). I like the vintage look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo di Tangerang kan bangunannya udah "modern". Iya, modern, dengan tanda kutip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren gue sama tante, Kay, dan Mbah belanja di mall. Karena tindakan gue yang bodoh (nyobain kuteks yang bukan tester, mihihi) akhirnya gue nyari nail polish remover, alias aseton (bodo ah gue gatau nulisnya gimana).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tante sama adek gue nyari sikat gigi di Hero. Depan Hero ada Boston, yaudah gue tanya sama mbak - mbaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue : *males malesan* mbak, ada remover ga?&lt;br /&gt;Mbak2 : oh, remover buat apa dek?&lt;br /&gt;Gue : buat kuku.&lt;br /&gt;Mbak2 : apa? BULU?&lt;br /&gt;Gue : KUKU, mbak.&lt;br /&gt;Mbak2 : oooh kuku.. Kalo bulu sih ada dek, bentar ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan dia malah nunjukin gue alat penghilang bulu. Watdefak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue bilang ke Mbah kalo nail polish removernya ga ada. Reaksi nenek saya?&lt;br /&gt;"Ah masa sih, coba sini Mbah yang tanya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbah : mbak, aseton ada ga?&lt;br /&gt;Mbak2 : oooh tadi ternyata adek itu nyari aseton..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ternyata mbak - mbak itu ga tau aseton itu sinonim dari nail polish remover. Habis itu dia cari - cari, eh tetep aja ga ada. Gue malah disuruh ke toko Bunga. Bukan, bukan tempat jualan bunga, tapi toko namanya Bunga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue pulang hari Selasa nih. Pasti pas gue pulang, nyokap, bokap, dan Klau langsung hilang kebahagiaannya. Baguslah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-3524639214303259768?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/3524639214303259768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-book-half-unread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3524639214303259768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3524639214303259768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-book-half-unread.html' title='i&apos;m a book half unread.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6851278982240612665</id><published>2009-06-19T17:13:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:49:36.046+07:00</updated><title type='text'>manooo mano bandung, ibukota periangaaaan.</title><content type='html'>SAYA PAKE KACAMATA LOH SEKARAAAAANG! They're awesome. Kemaren gue ke Optik Seis sama nyokap dan gue langsung pilih sepasang wayfarer item. They're perrrrrfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira - kira bentuknya seperti ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SjtljccS2tI/AAAAAAAAABE/hHHvQPytP0o/s1600-h/wayfarer-style-sunglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SjtljccS2tI/AAAAAAAAABE/hHHvQPytP0o/s320/wayfarer-style-sunglasses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348980642037291730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue masih belom terlalu terbiasa sih dengan kacamata. Kadang - kadang mata gue pedih sendiri, saking pedihnya sampe air mata gue keluar bececeran di lantai seperti Manohara yang disiksa suaminya (yang ini majas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Manohara, barusan gue ke &lt;a href="http://ichmagpilz.blogspot.com"&gt;blognya Jovanika&lt;/a&gt;. Kalo lo liat profilenya, bakal ada video di blog post nya yang judulnya "gaulkah aku?". Kalo belom di play, di kotak videonya (wah bahasa saya katro) ada gambar Manohara nangis - nangis pake kerudung warna pink sambil mangap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue iseng nge-play videonya and what appeared was cuplikan suatu acara gossip yang meliput Manohara dan sinetron barunya. Gue liat bagian dia acting nangis - nangis minta tolong ibunya (who obviously is MILES AWAY, honey) dan dia megang teralis jendela gitu. Ceritanya sih, di istana Kelantan. And honestly, I laughed and I was like, "THIS IS &lt;i&gt;THE&lt;/i&gt; MANOHARA? Oh wow, she looks like an idiot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was her expression that made me giggled. It's like she got something on her eyes, she blinks too much. She looks like she's about to laugh, cry, and puke all at the same time! Seriously. Not to mention the tone of her voice. Sangat datar dan ehm, maksa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terlebih saat dia teriak - teriak memohon, "MANO PENGEN KETEMU IBU!" SERIOUSLY GUYS, &lt;b&gt;I LAUGHED LIKE CRAZY.&lt;/b&gt; I LAUGHED LIKE A PIG. Gue ketawa kenceng banget di ruang tengah sampe Mbak Yanti lari - lari menghampiri gue, dan akhirnya kita nonton videonya bareng - bareng. Back to the topic. Her face, her voice, everything; It's like she's saying, "WHERE'S THE TOILET I WANNA PEEEEEEEE!" And whoops there it is again. You can find her famous mix of expression there too. She looks funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut gue (yang waktu itu dibilang sama tante gue MIRIP MANOHARA, yes I didn't see it coming) Manohara itu kalo mau terkenal jadi abused victim, ya, stay like that. Stay, be an abused victim. Not a soap opera person. Kalo dia main sinetron, nanti dia malah dipertanyakan, sebenernya dia memang victim atau cuma boong - boongan? Bisa aja kan cuma buat fame and popularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uh, kalo memang mau main sinetron, acting dia harusnya leih bagus dari itu. Soalnya jujur ya, I can do so much better. Ga deng, gue lebih parah. Maksudnya, ada banyak banget artis yang actingnya lebih bagus dari Manohara Odelia Pinot ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from &lt;a href="http://rimafauzi.com/blogs/?p=1814"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But the thing is, like so many other people, I am starting to wonder whether Manohara is a real victim or just a girl who cried wolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sebaiknya kabur sebelum fans Manohara mengamuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6851278982240612665?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6851278982240612665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/manooo-mano-bandung-ibukota.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6851278982240612665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6851278982240612665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/manooo-mano-bandung-ibukota.html' title='manooo mano bandung, ibukota periangaaaan.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SjtljccS2tI/AAAAAAAAABE/hHHvQPytP0o/s72-c/wayfarer-style-sunglasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-3521697739375562318</id><published>2009-06-17T10:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:59:48.183+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kacamata dan Bali.</title><content type='html'>Dari kemaren - kemaren gue minta dianterin nyokap ke dokter mata, soalnya akhir - akhir ini mata gue sering berair padahal gue ga lagi nonton sinetron Indosiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kemaren ke dokter mata juga, sekalian adek gue cabut gigi. Nggak, cabut giginya bukan di dokter mata, tapi di dokter gigi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu masuk ruangannya dokter mata, ada rasa takut sedikit sih. &lt;i&gt;Gimana kalo mata gue minusnya banyak? Gimana kalo dokternya jahat? GIMANA KALO MATA GUE DICOLOK? &lt;/i&gt;Tapi untungnya dokternya baik kok. Setelah masuk ruangan, langsung disuruh duduk di kursi yang bisa naik - turun itu, terus suruh baca huruf - huruf lah biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang mengejutkan, gue ga bisa baca huruf - huruf baris paling bawah yang kecil - kecil. Gue panik deh waktu itu. Okeeee sangat lebay, tapi memang benar, gue ga biasanya ga bisa baca huruf - huruf kecil, padahal kan biasanya baca buku berjam - jam yang hurufnya kecil semua di kegelapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, ini kayaknya satu alasan mata gue rusak. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu gue dikasih lensa - lensa bulet gitu, lucu deh. Pengen gue bawa pulang. And hey, they helped, gue bisa ngeliat huruf yang tadinya burem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kata dokternya gue harus pake kacamata, soalnya &lt;b&gt;mata gue yang kanan minus 1, yang kiri 3/4.&lt;/b&gt; Damn. Nyokap gue yang pengalamannya sedikit dengan kacamata nanya - nanya banyak banget deh. Ah mama malu - maluin deh. Nggak deng canda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang kacamatanya belom beli, palingan besok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya kemaren masa nyokap gue tiba - tiba maksa - maksa gue ke Bali gitu. Pokoknya lagi diem, tiba - tiba nyokap gue ngomong dengan nada pokoknya-kamu-harus-ikut-kalo-masih-mau-idup, "nanti kita mau ke Bali, kamu ikut ya, awas loh kalo ga mau. Tiketnya lagi nyari nih."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue orangnya sangat memilih indoor daripada outdoor, yang sehari - hari cuma di kamar doang. Jelas aja gue pikir kan, &lt;i&gt;buset, nyokap ga nyantai. Udah tau kali ya dia gue ga bakal mau ke Bali sama bule - bule telanjang itu, hii. Celaka nih gua.&lt;/i&gt; Tapi gue jawab aja kan, "iya iya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan alhasil nyokap gua mukanya langsung dapet pencerahan gitu. Anjrit, gua ga mau ke Bali. Lu tau kan kalo liburan Bali kayak apaan? Mau kabur ah ke Jombang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-3521697739375562318?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/3521697739375562318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/kacamata-dan-bali.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3521697739375562318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3521697739375562318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/kacamata-dan-bali.html' title='kacamata dan Bali.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5381235784332648901</id><published>2009-06-14T12:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:46:18.062+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halo. Akhirnya gue ngepost lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang gue lagi di mobil sama nyokap dan adek, dan gue sendiri ga tau kita mau kemana. Bisa dibilang gue dipaksa ikut ya. Jadi tadi pagi gue baru bangun, terus langsung diajak nyokap gue ikut. Okay, bukan dipaksa juga sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Jumat kemaren gue 13 tahun loh haha. Cheer for me. Ulang tahun yang sekarang biasa - biasa aja, paling kemaren jalan sama temen - temen terus nonton Star Trek. 'twas awesome. Dan kemaren gue beli rubik's cube 4x4, be jealous. Kemaren pas semuanya udah pulang dan tinggal gue, Abi, sama Karina doang, kita jalan ngelewatin restaurant row PIM 2 dan di depan Heavenly Blush ada suatu toko gitu ngejual macem - macem lah. Gue tadinya ga merhatiin kan, lanjut aja jalan seenak jidat. Yang pertama kali bikin gw sadar akan kehadiran gerobak (iya emang bentuknya kayak gerobak gitu men, liat aja ntar kalo ngelewatin) itu adalah Abi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abi : "EH, ADA RUBIK'S 4x4!"&lt;br /&gt;Gue : "ANJING! KAMU LIAT DIMANA?" *tampang kesurupan*&lt;br /&gt;Karina : "ini Kat, ada yg 2x2 juga tuh."&lt;br /&gt;Gue : *mulut berbusa* "MBAK BELI YANG INI YA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan gue sukses menjadi pemilik si 4x4 cube. Yah walaupun yang abalan sih.. Gue masih bangga tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, tadi pagi gue baru inget nyokap gue cerita waktu itu bokap gue katanya punya kamera udah lama gitu, keluaran Nikon jaman kuda gigit besi. Ga juga sih. Pokoknya katanya pas gue belom lahir kameranya udah ada. Masih pake film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu gue keluarin dari lemari, gue udah mau nangis bahagia. The camera.. She's a real beauty. Nanti deh gue kasih liat bentuknya gimana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah dulu ya, ternyata gue udah nyampe di Crowne Plaza nih, gatau mau ngapain disini, kata nyokap gua sih ada discount bedak Clinique apa gimana gitu, ga ngerti. Urusan ibu - ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-5381235784332648901?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5381235784332648901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/halo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5381235784332648901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5381235784332648901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/halo.html' title=''/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-716455703131374869</id><published>2009-06-06T20:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:54:44.544+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maaf ya semuanya gue udah jarang update, dan blog ini udah agak ga keurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's mainly because;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a.&lt;/b&gt; i'm always (ALWAYS!) too tired to type anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;b.&lt;/b&gt; there's nothing much going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c.&lt;/b&gt; not in the mood really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm oke jadi mulai sekarang kayaknya gue ga bakal banyak - banyak update - again, sorry - dan mungkin gue cuma bales cbox aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been pretty boring and hectic at the same time lately; bangun kesiangan, buru - buru ke sekolah, latihan broadway, pulang, tidur, kebablasan tidur, dimarahin mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not exactly what you call interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok hari minggu, yay. ada yang mau nonton Drag Me To Hell bareng?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-716455703131374869?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/716455703131374869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/maaf-ya-semuanya-gue-udah-jarang-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/716455703131374869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/716455703131374869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/06/maaf-ya-semuanya-gue-udah-jarang-update.html' title=''/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6418872319599376528</id><published>2009-05-27T18:15:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:24:05.794+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue seneng banget deh hari ini, akhirnya nyelesain the incredible rubik's cube.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bener deh, solving the rubik's cube made me real proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So um, this week is real harsh, semua orang ikut sports day sementara gue sama crew (dan Ms. Myrna tentunya) jadi antisosial dan latihan buat tanggal 11 Juni. Dari jam 8 sampe jam 4 kita dikurung di multifunctional hall cuma buat latihan. Sure, boleh bawa apa aja to keep us entertained, tapi kan sama aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue merasa bersalah sama ze house of fire soalnya gue ga ikut sports day. Iya, gue tau gue ga guna kok kalopun ikut. Tapi kan gue yang biasanya teriak - teriak rame sendiri, yang suka "GO FIRE GOOOOOOOOO, BAKAR, BAKAR TUH SEMUA MAMPUS LU PADA!" Dan sekarang apa jadinya, &lt;b&gt;ga ada gue sepi kan?&lt;/b&gt; Kasian deh lu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, kita yang ikut glimpse of broadway gabisa ikut event - event yang gue rasa penting, soalnya udah mau pisah kan sama kelas masing - masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6418872319599376528?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6418872319599376528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6418872319599376528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6418872319599376528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-7898413907645274720</id><published>2009-05-22T19:18:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:49:20.417+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry to post two times in a day, but I just can't help it. I just gotta write. It. Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke jadi tadi gue minta ditemenin ke Alfamart sama Nunung (mbak gue di rumah). "Nung temenin ke Alfa dong mau beli permen karet." Kemaren - kemaren emang gue udah nitip beli permen karet, tapi gua kira belom dibeliin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Udah beli kok kemaren kak, itu ada satu pak." Nah gue mikir kan, &lt;i&gt;wih gila Big Babol satu pak, surga dunia kali&lt;/i&gt;. Nah gue yang kesenengan langsung meluncur ke kulkas ngecek keberadaan satu pak permen karet ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas gue liat.. JENG JENG JENG JENG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emang satu pak sih.. Tapi mereknya lu harus tau. &lt;b&gt;Yosan Bubble Gum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. Gue langsung mau nangis sama ngakak gitu. Gila gua kira Big Babol kan ye, taunya.. Yosan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan gua tanya tuh, "HAHAHAHAH APAAN NIH BOONG MASA PERMEN KARET GINIAN SIH?" Lalu Nunung langsung jawab, "yeee, kemaren kan kakak bilangnya suruh beli bubble gum, yaudah Nunung beli itu, bener kan bubble gum?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bubble gum itu permen karet, Nung."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ternyata selama ini dia kira kalo namanya ga ada tulisan "bubble gum" nya, itu bukan bubble gum. &lt;b&gt;Dikiranya permen karet sama bubble gum itu beda&lt;/b&gt;. Yaelah Nung, gua kira lu ngerti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha, ga penting abis sori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;edit :&lt;/b&gt; pas browsing gue nemu gambarnya. Nih dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/Shae80gY4jI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hcgnK4Wb720/s1600-h/product_jumbo_besar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/Shae80gY4jI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hcgnK4Wb720/s320/product_jumbo_besar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338629176018133554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ingat masa kecil?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-7898413907645274720?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/7898413907645274720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-to-post-two-times-in-day-but-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7898413907645274720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7898413907645274720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-to-post-two-times-in-day-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/Shae80gY4jI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hcgnK4Wb720/s72-c/product_jumbo_besar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1041831592414741893</id><published>2009-05-22T11:21:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:39:19.013+07:00</updated><title type='text'>why hello there.</title><content type='html'>Halo! Nyadar ga gue ngepost setiap Jum'at? Iya gue juga baru nyadar tadi. Ga ada alasan apa - apa sih, cuma males doang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester exam udah selesai. :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall gue bisa semua ulangannya, KECUALI science hari ini. Emang ga bakat kali. Oh ya kemaren math gue bisa loh, takjub deh lu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Rabu kemaren, pulang sekolah gue ga ada yang jemput, jadi disuruh nyokap ke rumah Khansa dulu naik jemputannya. Dan di jemputan gue kegencet Ari ama Inu. Memang kedengeran kurang bersyukur, tapi beneran deh, ga enak banget. Akhirnya ke rumah Kittan dulu bareng - bareng. Gue curiga sih si Ifan ikut cuma buat minum nutrisari gratis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di rumah Kittan pada maen Naruto, gue ikut sih terakhir - terakhirnya pake Deidara terus. Pokoknya gue "tarung" sama Khansa dan Inu, bego banget gue suka gabisa turun dari pohon. Dan gue jelas - jelas ga pernah menang, hah. Gue tau deh lu jago, Sa, Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah itu, makan. Kittan ngasih tau posisi duduk kita biasanya didudukin sama anggota keluarga dia yang mana. Berikut adalah list nya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Tempat gue : Ibunya Kittan,&lt;br /&gt;- Tempat Ifan : Bapaknya Kittan,&lt;br /&gt;- Tempat Khansa : Kak ****a,&lt;br /&gt;- Tempat Inu : Kittan,&lt;br /&gt;- Tempat Kittan : ga ada (jadi kita anggap Kittan itu arwahnya).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah yaudah tuh kan jadi maen ibu - ibuan. Gue teriak - teriak ke Khansa, "****a! Kamu ikut mama ya," dan hal - hal laennya. Eh setengah jam kemudian Khansa baru ngomong, &lt;b&gt;"woy Kat lu dari tadi teriak - teriak ****a ada di kamarnya tau."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjrit gue langsung diem. Ga bakal dah gue ke rumah Kittan lagi, takut digebok kakaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1041831592414741893?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1041831592414741893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-hello-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1041831592414741893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1041831592414741893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-hello-there.html' title='why hello there.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-7738136136855421561</id><published>2009-05-16T22:05:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:34:59.714+07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMITYC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Man In The Yellow Coat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t was the n&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ight of the 23rd. H&lt;/span&gt;appy birthday to me. But really, is it a very happy birthday when your dad tells you to walk by yourself, through the humid darkness, just to take his laundry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd there I was, walking ever so slowly along the wet asphalt. By myself. Great, now the rain was starting to fall. And I didn't even wear a raincoat. Oh joy. "Keep walking, keep going," I said to myself. I didn't care this morning when no one remembered my birthday. I didn't even care if no one cared about me. So why would I even be pissed just because of the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t was then when I saw a man at the end of the street. Weird, no one ever stood there. The spot where he stepped his feet on.. It was right in front of the house. The haunted house. No, I didn't believe any of those stories. But it was just odd that the strange guy wasn't afraid to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;urious, I approached him. From this distance, I could tell that he wore a yellow over-sized coat, weirdly shaped, and something I couldn't see clearly was on his pocket. I stepped even closer, and closer, and closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;inally, I was about three metres away from him. He suddenly moved his head to a position that reveals his face. "Nice to meet you,"&lt;br /&gt;his husky voice sounded very creepy all of a sudden. That very second, I recognized his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he crazy schizophrenic guy who killed his family two weeks ago. He was reported on TV earlier today. He really escaped the jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt;e took a knife from his pocket. The kind that butchers have. &lt;b&gt;Happy birthday, Kate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ee? Pure crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Told ya.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh ya ada note dari si Leo :"Very good! It's a truly suspense story." Lolwut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hari ini lumayan, ke Pejaten Village nonton X-Men Origins : Wolverine and it was awesome. Got myself a new beanie and a Darth Vader tee. Yay! Dan bagi yang mau membacot soal "kenapa ga belajar? kan hari senin exam!", silahkan. I have time for your crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And um, this is kinda cheesy, but Abi, if you read this, I miss you, geekface. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8953150361595381762-7738136136855421561?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/7738136136855421561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/tmityc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7738136136855421561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7738136136855421561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/tmityc.html' title='TMITYC.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8971074191949094664</id><published>2009-05-15T16:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:42:15.029+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been busy with school lately. SYKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue agak males online komputer akhir - akhir ini, bawaannya mau tidur mulu. That explains the lack of update kan? Good. Things are going well.. Except for the upcoming semester exam, which is dua hari lagi, which means kiamat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, buat English unit test sama Mr. Leo dua hari yang lalu, disuruh tulis cerita. Cerita apa aja, yang penting ada connectives, dialogues, past tense, and so on and so forth. And my crappy so-called thriller shit got a striking 92! How awesome. I even got picked for the "top 4 stories" in my class AND the four stories were read by Leo. I'm typing the last sentence with a straight face, no joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, gue tadinya mau bikin spoiler button dan ngepost ceritanya disini. But I fail at life, especially HTMLs. I'll write another post deh ntar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hari ini hari terakhir sekelas sama 7C.&lt;/b&gt; :'[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu depan kan exam, beda - beda kelasnya. Habis semester exam, ada sabbatical days, which I really don't get the point of. Jadi ada lomba - lomba ga penting gitu, terus ada kegiatan lain yang sama nggak pentingnya. Kenapa ga langsung diliburin aja coba? Nah, waktu sabbatical days, the glimpse of broadway crew ga ada yang boleh keluar dari multifunctional hall (or whatever), jadi latihan dari pagi ampe sore. Boleh bawa PSP sih, or any other portable gaming device, dan yang lebih penting : &lt;b&gt;FREE FOOD FOR LUNCHES AND BREAKS!&lt;/b&gt; Glorious. All hail free food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, kita bakal tampil 11 Juni. Sehari sebelum ulang tahun gue dong. Kalo mau liat, beli aja yang jam 2. Jangan deh tapi, gila aja gue pede - pede latihan ntar pas tampil stage fright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, mau ganti template tapi males. Bodo amat deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8971074191949094664?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8971074191949094664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-busy-with-school-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8971074191949094664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8971074191949094664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-busy-with-school-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-4916609953399078363</id><published>2009-05-08T19:59:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:12:06.193+07:00</updated><title type='text'>this makes no sense..</title><content type='html'>Hari ini, hampir setengah sekolah wore purple.&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini juga, gue sadar kalo hidung gue meler terus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal pertama yang muncul dalem otak gua?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FLU BABI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..oke, ga nyantai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, so I made a conclusion. Kita nggak boleh minum dingin terus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasti pada nanya &lt;i&gt;wuuu kenapa Kat? Nyotoy deh lu&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan salah ye, kalo minum dingin terus kan bikin pilek. Pilek itu kan mengakibatkan (maaf) ingus ngalir - ngalir deres gitu ya. Lalu gimana dong? GIMANA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIMANAAAA?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya pake tissue lah mbak&lt;/i&gt;. Nah udah gitu kan kalo elo orangnya kayak gue nih, pasti lu asal ngambil tissue aja, peduli amat mau berapa banyak. Yang penting buat ngelap, kan darurat. Jadi apa maksudnya? Conclusionnya apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Indonesia memilih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pilek menyebabkan global warming!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yak benar, karena kita menghabiskan tissue yang terbuat dari kayu yang ditebang dari hutan terus jadi gundul, yang diolah oleh pabrik, yang menghabiskan energi, yang menyebabkan polusi udara, yang merusak ozon, yang merusak bumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi intinya gue ngasih tau usahain jangan pilek ya biar ga global warming. Apalagi flu babi. Amit - amit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-4916609953399078363?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/4916609953399078363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-makes-no-sense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4916609953399078363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4916609953399078363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-makes-no-sense.html' title='this makes no sense..'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-2192619168647866263</id><published>2009-05-06T18:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:50:47.756+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a thing that made me (almost) cry today.</title><content type='html'>earlier today, Miss Tia told us about 6 Thinking Hats or whatever. Gue ga terlalu ngerti konsepnya sih, tapi belajar ya belajar ajalah. Jadi kalo ada situation ini kita ngapain, advantages/disadvantages, etc gitu. Disini problemnya ceritanya ada appointment sama dua guru dalam waktu bersamaan. Kalo ga dateng ; &lt;b&gt;point deduction.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course pas ditanya solusinya apa, gue jawab &lt;b&gt;TELEPORT!&lt;/b&gt; But sadly, my brilliant answer got rejected. I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, kan pada jawabnya ngaco - ngaco tuh, terus akhir - akhirnya Kiky sama Andy malah adu bacot. Ya jelas pada ngakak semua, tak terkecuali Miss Tia. Di tengah - tengah berisiknya suara 28 anak lagi ketawa ngakak kayak apaan tau, Miss Tia ngomong, &lt;b&gt;"I'm sure you all are gonna miss each other next year."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nyesss.&lt;/i&gt; Nggak tau kenapa, satu kalimat itu dalem banget bagi gue. Gue tau, padahal cuma gitu doang. Mata gue langsung berair. &lt;b&gt;"Sa, mau nangis ga sih lo? Gue aja aer mata udah mau keluar."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ternyata bukan gue doang yang mau nangis waktu itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, &lt;i&gt;we've been having a really great time together as a class&lt;/i&gt;, really reaaaally great, and I mean it. I really do. Gue ga pernah ngerasain fun yang well, bener - bener &lt;b&gt;"fun"&lt;/b&gt; dalam artian yang sebenernya sampe gue ketemu kalian. Gue seneng banget ada di tengah - tengah kalian semua. You're all &lt;b&gt;insanely awesome&lt;/b&gt; friends (literally!), the best best friends I could ever ask for. Gue merasa beruntung banget kenal kalian semua selama (hampir) setahun ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari mulai pertama kali masuk kelas, walaupun awkward, gue tau lo semua temen - temen yang baik. Mungkin waktu pertama - pertama emang gue ga suka sama kelas kita ini. Tapi waktu getting to know you all, ternyata gue salah. Lo semua asik banget, walaupun ada beberapa yang.. ehm, annoying, but still. &lt;b&gt;I love you all so much&lt;/b&gt;, you're the best classmates I've ever had. &lt;i&gt;Ever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken soooooooooooooooo many pictures with you guys and it's still not enough. One year is not enough. Gue masih mau sekelas sama kalian, para anak - anak ngocol, berisik, tapi di saat yang sama, anak - anak yang seru banget. Gue masih mau ngerjain guru - guru bareng kalian, bikin mereka marah ngamuk pukul meja.. Okay ga gitu juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intinya.. &lt;i&gt;It's been an amazing year for me, being around you guys in 7C&lt;/i&gt;. It's been tough at the same time too. Gue bakal kangen sama kalian semua, gue ga mau pisah sama kaliaaaaan. Sebentar lagi kita kelas 8, ga bareng - bareng lagi. Jangan sok ga kenal deh lu semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you guysssss.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, happy birthday &lt;b&gt;Darren Abisha.&lt;/b&gt; Tadi lo memukau loh jadiannya. Mmmm, selamat, selamat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-2192619168647866263?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/2192619168647866263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/thing-that-made-me-almost-cry-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2192619168647866263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2192619168647866263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/thing-that-made-me-almost-cry-today.html' title='a thing that made me (almost) cry today.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-201796165605413305</id><published>2009-05-02T11:57:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:49:33.178+07:00</updated><title type='text'>purple hoodie.</title><content type='html'>eh kita ketemu lagi. Gimana kabar lo pada? Gila, gue sok kenal abis ga sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are pretty good lately; harmonis (cieh) sama Khansa Karina, nilai math yang lumayan, dan kemaren gue beli purple hoodie di PS. I repeat, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;A PLAIN PURPLE HOODIE.&lt;/span&gt; Barang impian gue selama ini. Di depan mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect shade, the perfect size, oh god. I love you, new purple hoodie. We'll be together forever. :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm oke agak lebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren waktu berangkat ke Plaza Senayan sama bokap dan Klau, jalanan macet total. Karena macet, kita ngobrol - ngobrol bertiga soal diskon Crocs yang kemaren - kemaren itu di Sency. Jadi gue cerita &lt;b&gt;semua orang&lt;/b&gt; ribut kesitu soalnya ada sale Crocs gede - gedean,&lt;br /&gt;"Eh masa orang - orang pada rusuh ke Crocs soalnya ada diskon gitu deh, katanya ngantrinya se alaihum gambreng kayak mau ke dufan." Lalu bokap gue langsung nyerocos, &lt;b&gt;"yee orang - orang pada tolol apa, buat apa beli Crocs udah bentuknya aneh, ngantri panjang lagi."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan memang kok, gue setuju. &lt;i&gt;Buat apa ngantri panjang - panjang buat beli Crocs?&lt;/i&gt; Lebih tepatnya, &lt;b&gt;beli karet.&lt;/b&gt; Maaf ya kalo lo suka Crocs atau tergila - gila dengan Crocs apa gimana. Gue cuma memanfaatkan freedom of speech. Sebenernya gue udah ga suka Crocs dari dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Selain &lt;i&gt;overrated&lt;/i&gt;, membahayakan jiwa lagi. Liat aja di setiap eskalator mall pasti ada gambar Crocs kemakan ama eskalatornya. Wayoloh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the topic, gue mau pamer &lt;i&gt;hasil ketidaknyambungan gue dan Khansa&lt;/i&gt; akhir - akhir ini. Ini ada beberapa :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Khansa :&lt;/b&gt; (megangin perut sambil teriak) "ADOOOOH SAKIT PERUUUUUUUT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katy :&lt;/b&gt; (muka datar sambil joget) "ayo goyaaaang duyuuuu.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katy :&lt;/b&gt; "KHANSAAAAA! Rhombus itu apaan sih?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Khansa :&lt;/b&gt; "Rhombus itu Dedy Corbuzier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyambung ga sih. Pas gue inget - inget lagi, kejadian itu mirip banget sama ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMNry4PE93Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMNry4PE93Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ga ya ga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-201796165605413305?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/201796165605413305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/purple-hoodie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/201796165605413305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/201796165605413305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/05/purple-hoodie.html' title='purple hoodie.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1168344543596035593</id><published>2009-04-29T18:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:52:06.620+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm, bau cabe.</title><content type='html'>pertama - tama saya ucapkan terimakasih kepada Allah SWT yang telah menciptakan saya di dunia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yang kedua saya ucapkan terimakasih sebanyak - banyaknya bagi mbak - mbak salon..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang membuat rambut saya wangi cabe. WANGI BANGET. Serius, &lt;b&gt;terimakasih banyak.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi nih pembaca sekalian yang sejahtera, pada hari Minggu yang bahagia, nyokap gue tiba - tiba ngajakin ke salon. Gue pikir &lt;i&gt;ikut aja lah, males keramas&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas nyampe di salon, gue langsung di creambath gajelas gitu. Ya gue pasrah - pasrah aja tuh, dulu gue pernah juga ke situ terus bagus kok. Waktu lagi di creambath kayak panas - panas gitu, tapi kayak mint. Yaudah gue nyantai aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu pulang, gue lagi di kamar, tiba - tiba nyokap gue masuk kamar terus ngomel - ngomel katanya bau. Kan gue ga ngerasa, lalu nyokap gue maksa suruh keluar kamar terus masuk lagi, biar ketauan beda bau di luar sama di dalem. Tapi sama aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah besoknya, which was like two days ago, gue masuk sekolah dengan pede. Pas di kelas, JEDER. Pada bilang rambut gue, ehm, bau cabe. Kepedean gue langsung mereda. Gue minder abis dong. Apa banget gitu, bau cabe. Terus waktu pulang sekolah gue baru sadar ternyata yang kata nyokap gue bau itu adalah gue. Anjrit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beberapa pendapat saksi mata :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mama :&lt;/b&gt; "Kak, jangan deket - deket ya, mama ga tahan baunya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Klau :&lt;/b&gt; "halo cabe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kay :&lt;/b&gt; "kakak bau cabe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mbak Yanti :&lt;/b&gt; "Kak, beneran deh bau rambut kamu. Kayak cabe direbus gitu, yang mbak suka masak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gino/Raihan/Andy :&lt;/b&gt; "dih Kat rambut lu bau cabe ihhhhhh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Khansa :&lt;/b&gt; "Kat, cabe lu keluar lagi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karina :&lt;/b&gt; "kok malah makin bau cabe sih Kat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dinta :&lt;/b&gt; "eh iya Kat bau cabe, sambel gitu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dwita :&lt;/b&gt; "haha bau cabe Kat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitia :&lt;/b&gt; "ah nggak bau ah.. eh iya deng. Bau cabe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan yang paling parah adalah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darren :&lt;/b&gt; (dengan nada polos dan toa) "IH RAMBUTNYA BAU CABEEEE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAHSYAAAAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang, hari Rabu yang harusnya gue idup damai sentosa, malah dirusak oleh bau cabe sialan itu. &lt;b&gt;Iya, udah tiga hari belom ilang - ilang juga baunya men.&lt;/b&gt; Mantep. Padahal udah gua keramas berkali - kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, tadi nyokap gue suruh mbak gue ke salon suruh complain soal rambut gue yang bersikap aneh setelah di creambath. Dan katanya mbak - mbaknya malah ga percaya gitu. Jadi dibawalah gue ke salon buat diilangin baunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas nyampe salon, surprise surprise, kata mbak - mbak salonnya ga bau. &lt;b&gt;"ha? bau apaan? ini wangi kok!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear mbak - mbak salon..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;SUMPRET LU?&lt;/b&gt; KURANG BAU APA LAGI SIH INI. Mending kalo cuma satu rumah doang yang bilang bau, ini? SATU ANGKATAN YA, OMAIGAT SADAR! Yaudah deh akhirnya gara - gara ngotot, gue di keramas lagi. Udah pake hair tonic, anti-frizz segala macem peralatan salon - salonan deh pokoknya gue juga ga ngerti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasilnya? BLEH, SAMA AJA. Mungkin gue bakal selamanya kayak gini. &lt;b&gt;Katy Si Gadis Cabe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1168344543596035593?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1168344543596035593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmm-bau-cabe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1168344543596035593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1168344543596035593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmm-bau-cabe.html' title='hmm, bau cabe.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5890190366752990874</id><published>2009-04-26T14:27:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:38:11.291+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little update.</title><content type='html'>males ngapa - ngapain. Mau pacaran aja HAHA (hmm mentang - mentang punya pacar baru kat). Ga juga deng. Umm, tadinya niat gue online buat ngesave attachment dari Janice buat semester project, tapi malah kemana - mana. Bosen banget gue denger dua kata itu terus. &lt;b&gt;Semester. Project.&lt;/b&gt; Apa banget coba. Udah pr banyak, ulangan juga, pake ada semester project segala. &lt;i&gt;Apa gunanya sih?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke mungkin lu pikir ada gunanya kali ya, tapi kalo bagi gue nggak tuh. Udah ribet, &lt;b&gt;makan weekend&lt;/b&gt;, nyusahin ketua kelompok (meskipun gue bukan leadernya, gue kasian banget ama Ivan. I feel your pain dude), dan asal lo tau, kerja dengan 13 orang anak itu ga gampang sama sekali. Kadang berantem gara - gara masalah ga kerja, ga dateng meeting, sampe gara - gara nyalahin ketua kelompok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan menurut gua, gurunya juga repot dong. Ya nggak ya nggak? Iye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gue mau idup normal&lt;/u&gt; dong please. Gue ga suka sama sekali kalo weekend gue cuma buat kerjain tugas kelompok terus! Orangtua gue aja sampe protes soalnya ribet nganterinnya. Bagi guru yang baca ini, I hope you understand. Hmm oke deh, sebenernya untuk ukuran guru, terlalu rajin kalo sampe baca blog muridnya yang marah - marah gara - gara tugas. But who knows ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-5890190366752990874?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5890190366752990874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5890190366752990874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5890190366752990874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-update.html' title='a little update.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-4437481949966267482</id><published>2009-04-22T15:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:05:26.431+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day.</title><content type='html'>this is such a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sakit perut banget tadi di sekolah, tapi untung sekarang udah nggak. Mungkin karena gue tadi nyotoy ngikutin kakak - kakak yang pake lada banyak banget di mi ayamnya. Mungkin juga karena abis makan mi-ayam-lada-rame itu gue minum cocacola zero. Atau mungkin karena habis itu gue makan es krim paddle pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin juga gue karma soalnya tadi ngatain orang - orang lewat dengan sebutan&lt;b&gt;kremi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue bad mood sekarang. Ga perlu tau kenapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-4437481949966267482?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/4437481949966267482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4437481949966267482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4437481949966267482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-day.html' title='bad day.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6313247820707674245</id><published>2009-04-21T19:28:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:24:24.312+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey tuesday.</title><content type='html'>Gue ga ngerti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Memangnya suka doodling dimana saja itu salah ya?&lt;/b&gt; Gue dari dulu bingung, hampir semua orang dewasa yang gue kenal, baik guru, orang tua, tante, om, selalu bilang gue jorok. Bukannya jorok dalem arti ga mandi dua minggu. Tapi katanya ya nih, gue jorok soalnya setiap ada pulpen pasti gue gambar apa saja, &lt;b&gt;dimana saja.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah itu di meja, di tangan (ini sih paling sering!), di buku cetak, buku tulis, di tangan orang, pokoknya dimana ada tempat kosong pasti jadi sasaran buat gue gambar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gue kira itu namanya kreatif.&lt;/b&gt; Gue juga ga ngerti kenapa gue suka gambar ga jelas dimana aja. Itu emang udah kebiasaan gue kok dari kecil. Waktu dulu malah lebih parah, gue selalu gambar di tembok. Yah, emang itu waktu dulu sih waktu belom ngerti apa - apa. Tapi menurut guee doodling itu punya kenikmatan tersendiri. *tsahhhh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue tau kalo gambar di meja sekolah itu salah, soalnya merusak properti sekolah. &lt;b&gt;Fine.&lt;/b&gt; Setiap gue gambar di meja sekolah tanpa sadar, pasti gue hapus kok. Nah tapi yang gue bingung &lt;i&gt;kenapa sih gue ga boleh gambar di barang - barang punya gue sendiri?&lt;/i&gt; Toh itu barang gue, properti gue, terserah gue mau diapain aja. Ya kan? Please bilang iya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/Se3Hz_HS_rI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WlO6QDL3Brs/s1600-h/doodledump_020608_web0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/Se3Hz_HS_rI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WlO6QDL3Brs/s320/doodledump_020608_web0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327133630178459314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue udah berpengalaman dimarahin gara - gara masalah ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Case 1 :&lt;/b&gt; Gue frustasi soalnya ga bisa ngerjain soal math, akibatnya gue malah nggambar disitu. Cuma gambar kecil, completely harmless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tapi..&lt;/b&gt; Guru gue melingkari gambar itu dan dikasih tanda tanya.. dan nilai gue dikurangi. WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Case 2 :&lt;/b&gt; Gue gambar - gambar di tangan, keabisan kertas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tapi..&lt;/b&gt; Dimarahin sama mama, trus guru - guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Case 3 :&lt;/b&gt; Hari ini worksheet geo diperiksa Miss Tia, dan worksheet itu sudah terlebih dahulu gue hiasi dengan gambar orang mata satu (pasti yang udah pernah liat gambar gue tau deh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tapi..&lt;/b&gt; Miss Tia ngomong dengan nada serem (jarang - jarang), "I don't wanna see this. *points to doodles* Ever. Again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih ga sih lu? Jadi mulai sekarang gue bakal nyoba buat ga gambar di setiap surface yang gue liat. Doain ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different topic, tadi seating arrangementnya diganti. Dan tebak gue di sebelah siapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raynaldo.&lt;/b&gt; WTF. DOUBLE WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya Kiky tukeran sama Raynaldo jadi gue sebelah Kiky, yay! Dan asal lo tau Kiky itu kocak abis hahaha jadi ga stres gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contoh :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi Deby sama Fathan presentasi role-play berdua soal giving advice gitu. Jadi ceritanya Deby monolog gitu. &lt;b&gt;"God, what should I do?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu tiba - tiba Fathan muncul. &lt;b&gt;"What's the matter, sis?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas gue lagi khidmat merhatiin, Kiky nyeletuk, &lt;b&gt;"itu god nya turun dari langit."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASTAGA GUE JADI NAHAN KETAWA. Ah, this is so gonna be a good week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6313247820707674245?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6313247820707674245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6313247820707674245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6313247820707674245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-tuesday.html' title='hey tuesday.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/Se3Hz_HS_rI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WlO6QDL3Brs/s72-c/doodledump_020608_web0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-4129682230401687016</id><published>2009-04-20T19:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:20:03.782+07:00</updated><title type='text'>daun, oh daun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Random fact :&lt;/b&gt; Gue ga tahan ngeliat resleting kebuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now the main topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini biology kita ke lab. Seru gitu deh. Tapi boong. Apa dah gua ngejayus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi gue pasangan ama Mervin gitu tadi, hem, udah bego dipasangin ama bego pula. Sebenernya gue yang milih sendiri deh AHAHA. Terus tugas kita disuruh ngerjain activity 2, which was tentang &lt;b&gt;daun - daun dicabutin terus dilapisin kertas gatau asal usulnya pokoknya warnanya item dah kertas itu tengahnya dibolongin bentuk bintang&lt;/b&gt;. Gue gatau bahasa sopannya apaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah yang harus kita lakukan yaitu nulis perbedaan si daun ijo menggoda ini sebelum dan sesudah kita mengikuti instruksinya satu per satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instruksi :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. intinya suruh cabut daun.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ini udah terlebih dahulu dilakukan sama gurunya, jadi okelah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. intinya suruh lapisin pake kertas item selama kurang lebih dua hari.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yang ini kayaknya udah..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. intinya lepas kertasnya, rendem di aer panas, kasih iodine, dan liat perbedaannya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sama Mervin dengan sotoynya malah langsung masukin daunnya ke iodine, tanpa melihat instruksi dengan benar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to see black spots on the center of the leaf tapi ga ada. Panik kan tuh. Kita langsung kayak protes ga santai gitu, something like this, &lt;b&gt;"MISS KOK INI GA BERUBAH - BERUBAH SIH AH GIMANA SIH"&lt;/b&gt;. Pas dibahas taunya we skipped 2 steps haha. Udah protes, salah pula. Ckck, harga diri kita turun Merv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebetulnya gue ngepost ini rada ga penting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-4129682230401687016?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/4129682230401687016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/daun-oh-daun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4129682230401687016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4129682230401687016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/daun-oh-daun.html' title='daun, oh daun.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-317687119899549184</id><published>2009-04-18T19:41:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:29:24.615+07:00</updated><title type='text'>long post is LONGGGG.</title><content type='html'>Hey people. Yeah, I'm doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren ada drama kelas 11. Jadi mereka pelajaran Bahasa disuruh buat drama gitu, nanti adek - adek kelasnya yang lucu - lucu ini bakal nonton dua drama yang masing - masing harga tiketnya Rp 5000 ; drama wajib sama yang optional. Kelas gue dapet &lt;b&gt;30 Hari Mencari Cinta &lt;/b&gt;buat drama wajib, performnya kemaren pulang sekolah. Overall lumayan bagus lah. Kalo yang optional gue pilihnya Ada Apa Dengan Cinta dan Peter Pan. Waaaaw. Oke back to ze topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, yang seharusnya kita pulang jam 1 setiap Jum'at, berubah jadi jam 3an. Yah sebetulnya ga jam 3 juga sih, itu mah gara - gara bokap gue ngaret. That's okay dad, I forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngomong - ngomong siapa yang minta maap juga ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pas jam 3 gue masuk mobil, dengan kebahagiaan yang sangat terpancar karena sudah menunggu lama dan kelaperan. Oke lebay. Pokoknya intinya gue seneng lah udah dijemput gitu. Asik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah the problem started here. Gue lagi online dengan santai dan tentram, eh tiba - tiba mobil Yaris yang tolol ini bunyi. &lt;b&gt;"ndet ndet ndet"&lt;/b&gt;. Apa gimana gitu deh, semacem itu, gue lupa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I knew bokap gue keluar mobil. Nah gue bingung, ngapain di depan danau gading serpong turun? Mungkin bokap gue mau nyemplung kali ye. Astaghfirullah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaudah gue tanya. "Ngapain turun deh pa?" Dan ternyata teman - teman sekalian, muda maupun tua, laki - laki maupun perempuan, tengkurep maupun tiduran (?) ..&lt;b&gt;ban mobil depan kempes.&lt;/b&gt; Mampus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sih biasa aja, di rumah juga ga ngapa - ngapain. Bokap gue langsung mulai ngedongkrak dan gue ga bantuin sama sekali, cuma foto - foto HAHA. Astaga. Tapi keren loh awannya waktu itu, fotonya ga kalah keren. Makanya, pake Canon. Oke malah jadi promosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas lagi foto - foto barulah gue sadar bahwa ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a)&lt;/b&gt; Gue kebelet pipis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;b)&lt;/b&gt; Ada orang alay naik motor berdua ngomong, "suit suit, neng fotoin kita dong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c)&lt;/b&gt; this is not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My godddd. Tadinya gue udah mikir aja, &lt;b&gt;"gimana kalo kita disini selamanya? Gue takut dimutilasi alay. APAKAH KITA BAKAL JADI MANUSIA DANAU? GUE MAU MCD HUAAAA!"&lt;/b&gt; Tapi akhirnya setelah struggling dengan dongkrak mobil selama 30 menitan lah, gue sama bokap gue baru bisa pulang. Fiuuh. Gue sujud sukur dah bisa keluar dari tempat itu idup - idup, dan ga digodain alay lagi. HIII. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini kita ke rumah Ivan ngerjain wawancara Bahasa. Ih males banget gue tadinya. Weekend seneng - seneng malah kepake buat ngerjain semester project lagi. Besok juga gue ngerjain semester project di rumah Janice. Uhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tadi kita cepet wawancaranya, lalu balik ke rumah Ivan dan maen - maen deh soalnya tugas udah selesai. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gue sama Khansa lip sync&lt;/b&gt; ya Sa. Yay us, keren lho. Tapi Ivan ga mau upload-in, payah.&lt;b&gt; Padahal mau gue taro youtube terus kita famous deeeeeh!&lt;/b&gt; Ngayal abis dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, besok anak temen bokap gue ada yang khitanan di hotel mulia dan ada &lt;b&gt;Project Pop&lt;/b&gt; gitu, yays haha. Yang gue bingung khitanan doang meriah amat ye. Tapi ya baguslah berarti bersyukur gitu, hoho (sotoy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it haha, have a nice weekend. Oh yaaaa I'm planning to make a fictional story (omg for the first time :'D) tapi let's see if I'll post it here. Slash gitu sih modelnya, AHAHA. I read frerards way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-317687119899549184?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/317687119899549184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-post-is-longggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/317687119899549184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/317687119899549184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-post-is-longggg.html' title='long post is LONGGGG.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6071812352439409284</id><published>2009-04-13T20:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:11:01.239+07:00</updated><title type='text'>down down doowwwwnn.</title><content type='html'>Besok sekolah. Twitter Lyn-Z palsu. Masih mau di rumah. Report card lumayan bagus. Anti &amp; Oji &amp; me ; telepathy. I've improved in guitar.. boong deng. I have sleeping disorder lately. Sakit perut. I'm a total twitterwhore now. Aduh dia alay. I need to get over him ferreal. Laper. Mau ganti layout tapi males. Pissed off. My mom has been irritating lately. &lt;b&gt;Yes, this is random.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6071812352439409284?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6071812352439409284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/down-down-doowwwwnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6071812352439409284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6071812352439409284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/down-down-doowwwwnn.html' title='down down doowwwwnn.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-439362628716151743</id><published>2009-04-12T21:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:41:09.596+07:00</updated><title type='text'>9:35pm.</title><content type='html'>Poll's closed haha. Yang paling banyak dipilih adalah "Pa, ntar kan Bring Me The Horizon kesini, aku boleh ikut meet &amp; greet nya ga? Harganya 300 ribu.", 50% voted. TAPI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue tadi ngeliat muka bokap gue kayaknya capek banget dan kalo gue ngomong kayaknya dia bakal gimana - gimana, jadi takut. &lt;b&gt;Jadi gue ga jadi meet &amp; greet.&lt;/b&gt; I'm not all that into them anyway. So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for voting, yang berujung gue buang - buang hasilnya haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS :&lt;/b&gt; wish me luck for tomorrow, it's PTC. Dunia gempar. Doain aja deh class advisor gue ga ngomong macem - macem. Haduh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-439362628716151743?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/439362628716151743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/935pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/439362628716151743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/439362628716151743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/935pm.html' title='9:35pm.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-3898304259650503360</id><published>2009-04-12T14:04:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:36:48.038+07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAMER FTW.</title><content type='html'>ehm. Mau pamer sedikit ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dan LuVisi and Lyn-Z replied my tweets.&lt;/b&gt; YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Okay. You may not know who they are (kayak Khansa tadi, pas di telfon gue ngomong "OMG SAAA YAYYYY LYN-Z NGEBALES GUE DI TWITTER!" dengan berapi - api dan reaksi dia, "oh. hah? Lyn-Z yang mana ya?") so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/danluvisiart"&gt;Dan LuVisi&lt;/a&gt; is an artist, he's currently working on his first graphic novel, Last. Man. Standing. it kicks ass. He's also working for universal and DC. *3*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemaren gue ngirim ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SeGYqXRWCPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KrT5TEDI1-o/s1600-h/danluvisiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 41px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SeGYqXRWCPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KrT5TEDI1-o/s320/danluvisiii.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323704088097327346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dan response dia :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SeGY5l6T4II/AAAAAAAAAAc/zbcV8PWwRq0/s1600-h/danluvisireply.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 41px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SeGY5l6T4II/AAAAAAAAAAc/zbcV8PWwRq0/s320/danluvisireply.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323704349725286530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;WOOOOT. I know he's not all that famous and all but still. Gue bangga. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/lynzway"&gt;Lyn-Z&lt;/a&gt; is a back-bending bassist of Mindless Self Indulgence, and she's currently preggo. She's Gerard Way's wifeyyy. :']&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi gue ngirim tweet gapenting gitu nanyain chances MSI bakal ke Indonesia. Tapi ga dibales, dan anyway I think kalo mereka kesini.. bakal diusir sama pemerintah, you know, explicit content dan teman - temannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And instead, I sent this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SeGZKLGiHTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sQTgFutKQNg/s1600-h/lynzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 45px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SeGZKLGiHTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sQTgFutKQNg/s320/lynzzzz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323704634586570034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAHAHA! And her response was :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SeGZU14TlHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zzGHXewChlc/s1600-h/lynzreply.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 41px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SeGZU14TlHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zzGHXewChlc/s320/lynzreply.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323704817868313714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least dia reply gue. Tapi masih dipertanyakan sih, twitter dia asli atau nggak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Speaking of happy. Happy birthday Brendon Urie, and happy easter everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-3898304259650503360?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/3898304259650503360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/pamer-ftw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3898304259650503360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3898304259650503360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/pamer-ftw.html' title='PAMER FTW.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/SeGYqXRWCPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KrT5TEDI1-o/s72-c/danluvisiii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6480903228204852346</id><published>2009-04-11T15:55:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:21:18.686+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring Me The Horizon.</title><content type='html'>Mungkin udah pada tau semua kalo &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/bmth"&gt;Bring Me The Horizon&lt;/a&gt; bakal konser disini. Dan sebelumnya gue mau clarify things dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a)&lt;/b&gt; Ya, saya lumayan suka Oliver Sykes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;b)&lt;/b&gt; Tidak, saya tidak akan menonton mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kemaren - kemaren &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/indithunder"&gt;Indi&lt;/a&gt; ngajak gue ke meet &amp; greet mereka yang harganya 300 ribu. Lumayan lah 300 ribu buat ketemu Oli Sykes. Pertanyaannya ; gue ngomong apa sama bokap gue? Minta ijinnya gimana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLL"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.twiigs.com/poll.js?pid=29656&amp;color=purpledark"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLLpolllink" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: block; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: right; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal;"&gt; &lt;a class="TWIIGSPOLLmorelink" href="http://www.twiigs.com/" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: inline; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 0; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;poll by twiigs.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama aja ga sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue belom pernah ke meet &amp; greet siapapun. What's it gonna be like?&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Know1ng bagus ga sih? I wanna watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6480903228204852346?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6480903228204852346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/bring-me-horizon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6480903228204852346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6480903228204852346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/bring-me-horizon.html' title='Bring Me The Horizon.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-2741774373850329018</id><published>2009-04-10T18:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:22:40.445+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice long day.</title><content type='html'>My parents and annoying little brother and sister are out of town! Karena saya masih harus istirahat karena sakit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ditinggal di rumah bersama asisten ibuku (ngikutin radith). So the point is : &lt;b&gt;SAYA BEBAAAAAASSSSSSS.&lt;/b&gt; I can do whatever I want woooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asik loh. Anyway, hari Senin PTC. Parent-Teacher Conference. I'm so nervous haha, takutnya diaduin gimana - gimana. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck, people. Oh iya, this afternoon I watched The Clique on DVD, and.. long story short, I DON'T RECOMMEND YOU TO WATCH IT. Please. There are waaaaaaaaaay better movies than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else ya. OH IYA. Gue lupa cerita soal conversation gue sama Kak Arrum di MSN. Udah beberapa hari yang lalu sih. She really got pwned :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;jac vanek replied yer messgaeeee?&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;I SPELLED MESSAGE WRONG -_-&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA TYPO&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;yayayayaayayy&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;cuman dikit sih&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;MESSGAE.&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;lagipula aku nanyanya soal gelang hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;PASTE HERE. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;BUSET HAHAHAHA BENTAR&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;----------------- Original Message -----------------&lt;br /&gt;From: Arrum™&lt;br /&gt;To: JAC VANEK (323) 622-8887&lt;br /&gt;Date: Apr 4, 2009 7:39 AM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: umm, question....&lt;br /&gt;Hey, um I'm Arrum and i'm planning to buy 2 probably 3 bracelets of yours. But what i'm going to ask is could you ship it to Jakarta, Indonesia? because if you can, all i have to do is asking my parents' pe&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt; RE: umm, question....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll check and see and will let you know.&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;ba dun tishhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;3 down motherfuckerrrrrr hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;i tried to message mitchell davis&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;TAPI MALAH AWAY MESSAGE&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;"no messages at the moment please, thanks"&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;OH YA ITU MESSAGE YANG AKU KIRIM GA SELESAI DI PASTE HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;wes&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;WETS&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;brarti kalo ga di away message, ramenya parah bgt&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;iyalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;eh i got a reply from like, selena gomez&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;COPY PASTE&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;katy&lt;br /&gt;subject : hi&lt;br /&gt;HI SELENA OMG ILY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELENA GOMEZ&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT : RE : HI&lt;br /&gt;HIIIII OMG ILY TOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;/fail&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HIUAHDLIUAIDLUCIWYCWIOWCO&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;THAT FUCKING WINS&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;daripada aku&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;I PUT MY HEART ON THE MESSAGE&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;AND VICKYT &amp; AUSTIN BELLO SAID ONLY FEW WORDS&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;epic fail&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;at least they arent fake haha&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;lah emg yg selena gomez fake?&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;i made it myself like 3 seconds ago.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;shooooooooooooooooooooooooot&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH YOU ACTUALLY BELIEVED ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;APRIL MOP HAD PAST BY BITCHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHHAAH KUKIRA TAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH I DOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA NGAKAK&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;sialan hahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;durhaka&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;KAN ITU KETAUAN ABIS FAKE HAHAAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SIALAN&lt;br /&gt;Arrum™ says:&lt;br /&gt;DURHAKA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Katy Diamond.™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAAH&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that wasn't even intentional. HAHA. Have a nice long weekend. AND OH! Happy birthday Gerard Way.. yesterday. Oh well, better late than never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-2741774373850329018?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/2741774373850329018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/nice-long-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2741774373850329018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2741774373850329018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/nice-long-day.html' title='nice long day.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1073580503680216713</id><published>2009-04-08T15:55:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:58:05.238+07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck you all. fuck the world.</title><content type='html'>I'm in the bad mood. Why? BECAUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M GOING TO WORK WITH REYNALDO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama. English. REYNALDO. How does that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I don't know about you guys but I feel.. left out. Fucking left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys. I love you. SO. DAMN. MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1073580503680216713?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1073580503680216713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuck-you-all-fuck-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1073580503680216713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1073580503680216713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuck-you-all-fuck-world.html' title='fuck you all. fuck the world.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5134526127070488674</id><published>2009-04-07T11:52:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:23:25.935+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what sarah said.</title><content type='html'>hey tharrrrr. gue lagi seneng banget loh ini (ga ada yang nanya). oh btw gue ngetik ini pake safari, di ipod touch gue. akhirnya safari, kamu berguna juga nak. ini cara enter gimane ya? eshol, i'm such a n00b in typing on ipod touch.&lt;br /&gt;HERE IT ISSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic. gue seneng nih soalnya temen - temen pada nanyain terus pada bilang, "cepet sembuh kat, sekolah ga seru ga ada lo!" oh my god I love you guys haha. thats just the sweetest thing ever. dari dulu ga pernah ada yang ngomong kayak gitu. MY FRIENDS &gt; YOUR FRIENDS. ga deng. but again, i have super amazing friends yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand selama beberapa hari ini, gue obsessed sama What Sarah Said. telat, i know. tapi menurut gue itu lagu death cab for cutie yang emotional banget dan gue baru merhatiin liriknya. gah, dalem abis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"and then the nurse comes round,&lt;br /&gt;and everyone lift their heads.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm thinking of what sarah said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that love is watching someone die."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan saya pun gila.&lt;/i&gt; gila gila gila gila. gue langsung dengerin lagu itu berjuta - juta kali. i love you ben gibbard. eh iya, ben gibbard sama zooey deschanel tunangan ya? (telat lagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-5134526127070488674?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5134526127070488674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-tharrrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5134526127070488674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5134526127070488674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-tharrrrr.html' title='what sarah said.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-2963526199159215879</id><published>2009-04-04T15:42:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:54:24.320+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hud? I don't feel so good.</title><content type='html'>Okay so this is gonna be a quick post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Rabu gue terkena sakit gondok. &lt;b&gt;Iya, yang lehernya gede itu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka dari itu saya, Katyusha Methanisa, tidak akan pergi ke sekolah selama beberapa hari, mungkin seminggu. Gue juga ga bakal posting banyak - banyak soalnya ga boleh capek, harus istirahat terus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to eat up this gross medicine, with the gross taste, y'know, and two other tablets (not so gross, but still). I have to eat 'em all like, 2 times? Oh no, THREE times a day. God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My alter ego :&lt;/b&gt; *shakes head* I feel your pain, sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just got this &lt;i&gt;Cloverfield phase&lt;/i&gt; all over again, I say random quotes that Hud said, and I still pity Marlena for exploding. Poor, poor Marlena. WHY MUST THE GOOD DIE YOUNGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Mmkay stop. So yeah, until then, my &lt;s&gt;whores&lt;/s&gt; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RANDOM QUOTE FROM CLOVERFIELD&lt;/b&gt; (I JUST GOT TO PUT IT IN HERE, MAN)&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; Beth lives in Midtown. Midtown is that way. You know what else is that way? SOME HORRIFIC SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-2963526199159215879?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/2963526199159215879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/hud-i-dont-feel-so-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2963526199159215879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2963526199159215879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/04/hud-i-dont-feel-so-good.html' title='hud? I don&apos;t feel so good.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-9169677176689127568</id><published>2009-03-30T20:03:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:43:54.223+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pemiluuuu.</title><content type='html'>Waaah sekolah lagi deh. Males. Tadi sih sekolah berjalan lancar - lancar aja, menggila sama Khansa Karina, ngedengerin guru IT ngoceh - ngoceh yang gue ga ngerti, bolos olahraga (yang ini sih emang gue agak ga enak badan gitu), yah pokoknya kayak hari Senin biasa. Nothing really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berganti topik, sebentar lagi pemilu yaa? Gue dari dulu ga ngerti politik. Sampe sekarang umur gue 12 taun, gue masih ga ngerti gitu, what's the point ngomongin politik. Udah bahasanya ngejelimet, orang - orangnya juga tampangnya kurang menarik gitu. Gue juga bingung kenapa orang - orang politik gitu mukanya sama semua. Gue sering ga bisa bedain. Beneran ya, no offense loh in case ada politic person gitu nyasar ke blog gua. Maaf pak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren Khansa sama gue ngomongin pemilu sama partai - partai di telfon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; eh lu pilih partai apa Kat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gue :&lt;/strong&gt; ha? apa aja dah, yang bagus apa sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; *nada napsu* MASA BOKAP GUA MAU PILIH GERINDRA! JELAS - JELAS YANG BAGUS DEMOKRAT! GUA MAUNYA DEMOKRAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gue :&lt;/strong&gt; ..oh. Demokrat bagus ye? Gua sih sukanya iklannya doang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; bagus tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gue :&lt;/strong&gt; bukannya SBY jahat ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; bukan, baik tau, yang bikin jelek itu Jusuf Kalla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gue :&lt;/strong&gt; HAH? JUSUF KALLA JAHAT? PERASAAN SBY DAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; sini deh gua tanyain nyokap gua.&lt;br /&gt;*loudspeaker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; Mami, yang baik SBY apa Jusuf Kalla?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nyokapnya :&lt;/strong&gt; SBY tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; TUH KAN KAT! JUSUF KALLA JAHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nyokapnya :&lt;/strong&gt; hus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah jadi begitulah, gue baru tau yang lebih baik itu SBY. Hmm interesting. Padahal kata om gua ama bokap gua yang baik Jusuf Kalla. YANG BAIK SEBENERNYA SIAPA SIH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya, Khansa cerita juga waktu dia lagi nonton berita &lt;strong&gt;Situ Gintung&lt;/strong&gt; (innalillahi wa innailaihi raajiun ya korbannya, may you rest in peace), Jusuf Kalla kayak meninjau daerah situ. Pas dia lagi ngomong, eh mau kepeleset DUA KALI. Bapaknya Khansa malah nyukurin. Si Khansa ceritanya hiperbola gitu sambil ketawa kenceng banget ga berenti - berenti yaudah gue jadi ketawa juga deh. Abis kocak juga sih. Sekali lagi maaf pak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gue jadi keinget dulu. Kan ditanya sama tante gue, "kamu pilihnya apa?" Nah gue langsung bilang, "PAN DONG!" Bokap gue yang emang pemilih PAN langsung senang. Waktu ditanya, "kenapa pilih PAN?" gue dengan santainya jawab, &lt;strong&gt;"soalnya warnanya biru!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya namanya juga anak kecil, pilih partai dengan warna. Eh partai yang warna ungu apa sih? Gue lupa. Entar gue pilih itu aja deh kan bagus tu warnanya. *ngaco*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kalian pilih apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS :&lt;/strong&gt; maaf ya bagi yang menganggap post yang ini offensive in any way haha. Gue males sensor - sensor nama partai dan orangnya nih. Btw happy birthday ya &lt;a href="http://corkedhead.blogspot.com/"&gt;blognya Cemara&lt;/a&gt;. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT :&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA 1020 HITS. I REALLY OWE YOU GUYS LIFE. THANKS YA SEMUANYA YANG UDAH BACA SAYA TERHARU SEKALI. BENERAN. NORAK YA HAHAHA TAPI SENENG GUAAA *partyyy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-9169677176689127568?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/9169677176689127568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/pemiluuuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/9169677176689127568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/9169677176689127568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/pemiluuuu.html' title='Pemiluuuu.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8595049650860838391</id><published>2009-03-29T14:51:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:40:47.850+07:00</updated><title type='text'>besok sekolah ya?</title><content type='html'>ah, males banget besok sekolah. Gue biasanya bosen kalo liburan, tapi yang ini nggak. Gue seneng liburan seminggu ini, banyak kegiatan dan gue sering jalan - jalan sama temen - temen. Jadi, ya ga bosen. Kenapa sih besok sekolah? Liburan term kok sebentar banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya gue belom beli kado buat Karina. Sori darling. Sekarang kayanya gue mau beli kado deh, tenang. Oh iya ngomong - ngomong HAPPY BIRTHDAY YA &lt;a href="http://ichmagpilz.blogspot.com"&gt;JOVANIKA&lt;/a&gt;. Here, have a cookie. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it for today. Bye one week break, hello school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8595049650860838391?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8595049650860838391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/besok-sekolah-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8595049650860838391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8595049650860838391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/besok-sekolah-ya.html' title='besok sekolah ya?'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5452653093913127473</id><published>2009-03-28T22:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:02:12.634+07:00</updated><title type='text'>over!</title><content type='html'>Yes. I made it. 1 hour without lights. Haha it wasn't that hard, really. Kalo bisa setiap minggu aja kayak gini. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, gue udah kayak makan ganja tau ga sekarang. Ketagihan. Ketagihan &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fNgFmnz7Z80"&gt;Open Happiness&lt;/a&gt; huahua. Mungkin telat bagi elo, gue tau. Tapi gue jadi semangat hidup loh dengerinnya. Ya ga &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blog-ivan-7c.blogspot.com"&gt;Van&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C'mon lift me up its a brand new day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Open up a lil happiness today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I can be someone new. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Katy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8953150361595381762-5452653093913127473?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5452653093913127473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5452653093913127473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5452653093913127473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/over.html' title='over!'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1033314340334750760</id><published>2009-03-28T20:41:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:08:41.880+07:00</updated><title type='text'>earth hour.</title><content type='html'>hey fellas. Tau kan harus ngapain kita hari ini?&lt;b&gt; Yes, flick off your lights or I'll kill you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang kan lagi berlangsung Earth Hour nih, jadi gue sekarang gelap - gelapan di kamar, dan ngepost ini pake laptop (haha, kan ga ada kabel, ga diitung dong :P) sambil nyalain senter. Tapi tadi Dinta nanya, "lo sekarang nyalain AC?" nah lho. Iya gue nyalain AC. Yah biarin lah ya, kan di instruksi Earth Hournya tulisannnya cuma matiin lampu doang. AC kagak. Yaudah ah bodo huahaha. Sorry Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pagi gue udah nempelin post-it di seluruh ruangan rumah biar dibaca. Isinya &lt;b&gt;"Earth Hour, 21 : 30 - 22 : 30 matiin lampu ya!"&lt;/b&gt; Lalu gue online MSN deh. Personal message gue di MSN juga gitu.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi beberapa menit kemudian Ivan nyapa gue di MSN eh dia ngomong, &lt;b&gt;"kat, pm lu salah tau dari tadi. kan 20 : 30 sampe 21 :30."&lt;/b&gt; MALU DEH GUE. HAHA. Gue langsung ganti pm dan nyoret semua post-it d rumah dan ganti jam nya. Aduh, tolol sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 menit yang lalu, tepatnya pas Earth Hour dimulai, gue langsung rusuh sendiri matiin semua lampu rumah, matiin TV, segala macem. Gue memilih melaksanakan Earth Hour di kamar adek gue sambil nge wi-fi, sedangkan orang - orang rumah yang lain mencar - mencar. Pas gue cek ke kamar, taunya ada Kay, lagi nonton TV, lampunya gue matiin tapi dia marah - marah. Yaudah, satu kamar aja deh ada electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ngecek kamar orangtua gue dan menemukan Klau lagi maen PSP di tempat tidur bonyok. TV nyala, mesin-buat-nyalain-indovision-yang-gue-gatau-namanya juga nyala. Padahal ga ada yang nonton! Bokap gue lagi ngecek email di laptop SEDANGKAN &lt;b&gt;KOMPUTER NYALA DAN GA DIPAKE&lt;/b&gt;. KENAPA GA DIMATIIN HUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. &lt;b&gt;Lampu kamar mandi orangtua gue nyala, lampu kamarnya sendiri pun nyala semuanya&lt;/b&gt;. WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE. Waktu gue baru mau matiin lampu, bokap gue protes dan malah bilang, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"HA, we won't help you to save the earth kak."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF DAD. Gue ngelirik adek gue buat minta dukungan tapi dia malah setuju terus lanjutin maen Ben 10 Alien Force di PSP. WHAAAATTTTTTT. Bokap gue sih lagian. Bukannya ngasih contoh yang bener malah ngerusak bumi. RUSAK AJA TERUS PA. HUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue ngalah dan keluar kamar. Sampe sekarang gue belom cek lagi apa di dapur mbak gue nyalain lampu lagi atau udah tidur. Untung aja nyokap belom pulang, kalo nggak paling dia ngomong, &lt;b&gt;"gaya banget pake save earth save earth segala. Palingan besok juga balik lagi nyalain semua elektronik,"&lt;/b&gt; lalu nonton Cinta Fitri Season 3, dan omongan gue ga didenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, &lt;i&gt;rumah gue yang bener - bener mati listriknya adalah kamar adek gue doang&lt;/i&gt;. Eshol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1033314340334750760?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1033314340334750760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1033314340334750760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1033314340334750760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='earth hour.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5196176288625729667</id><published>2009-03-27T14:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:17:49.548+07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy (belated) birthday karina, happy birthday mbak dhany.</title><content type='html'>And for those of you who are asking, I'm alive. I just watched War of The Worlds (AGAIN), and got away from the uh, aliens? What are they called again? Maybe I'm dead. I don't know. I didn't feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha that was random. I feel like typing randooooom. Tapi ga bisa, soalnya gue mau cerita&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;ulang tahun Karina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kemaren. CHEER FOR HER! Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kemaren Karina ulang tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Duh. Haha I'm so pathetic at typing recount text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to PIM and watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dragonball Evolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. My rating is.. 3 out of 5. It was pretty awesome, but still kind of predictable. And they could use a little improvement on choosing the actor to play the role for Yamcha. HA. Kita sepakat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yamcha malah keliatan kayak mas - mas tukang angkut barang di mangga dua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But his acting is pretty good tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ngomong - ngomong soal Dragonball Evolution, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;GUE BARU NYADAR GOKU ITU JUSTIN CHATWIN YA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Gue tadinya ngira si Goku itu suatu orang di X2. Tapi bukan ternyata. Tadi pas gue nonton War Of The Worlds yang keseratus kalinya gue baru nyadar. Ampun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita cukup memalukan di XXI. Gue, Karina, ama Khansa selama di XXI ketawa terus walaupun scene nya ga lucu. Dan popcorn Karina tumpah jadi di tengah film, jadi kita ribut ngambilin popcorn dari kursi, terus makan semuanya. Terus Karina pake ngedudukin bucket popcornnya sampe bunyi gitu. Ya gue tambah ketawa lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis nonton, Khansa sama Dany langsung pulang. Jadi tinggal &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Karina, gue, Nitia, Ivan, Kittan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Kita cari makan, tapi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ramenya naudzubillah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, udah kayak cendol. Dan gue baru nyadar at that point : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;HARI ITU LIBUR NASIONAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yak, benar, nyepi. Gue ga tau itu libur, soalnya emang lagi libur seminggu kan. Pantas saja PIM dipenuhi anak gaul se-Indonesia. Gua kira kita doang yang libur. Payah ga asik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kita keliling - keliling, ke Dairy Queen dulu nungguin gue makan hotdog triple cheese sama blizzard strawberry chocolate chip regular. Hmm the joy of blizzards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita ke Sogo, terus ke Starbucks nemenin Karina sama Kittan. Abis itu ke Kinokuniya, terus ke foodcourt lagi and found a seat. Akhirnya pada makan dengan tentram. Abis itu kita ke photobooth di depan Kinokuniya. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jadi sepanjang hari kita keliling - keliling PIM doang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Gapapa deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita berlima, sedangkan the photobooth kayanya di design buat tiga orang.&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Akhirnya kita sempit - sempitan di dalem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Gue udah kayak,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; "HELP! I NEED OXYGEN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yang lain juga. Yah biarin lah, pengalaman huahaha. Hasil fotonya item semua dan ga ada yang bener. My face and Karina's could hardly be seen. Mukanya Kittan sama Ivan udah kayak setan. Nitia doang yang bagus hasilnya. &lt;em&gt;Mungkin kita banyak dosa kali ya, Kar, Van, Tan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita nunggu lama banget, fotonya ga keluar - keluar. Udah pada kesel. Eh Nitia ngomong ke orangnya, &lt;strong&gt;"Mas, ini fotonya udah apa belom?"&lt;/strong&gt; Terus mas - mas nya ngambil fotonya dari mesinnya. Jdoeng. DARI TADI KEK YA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu gue disuruh pulang. Udah deh, the end. Endingnya jelek banget ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-5196176288625729667?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5196176288625729667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-belated-birthday-karina-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5196176288625729667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5196176288625729667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-belated-birthday-karina-happy.html' title='happy (belated) birthday karina, happy birthday mbak dhany.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-7557976065687103562</id><published>2009-03-25T18:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:25:36.523+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekar, wer ar yu?</title><content type='html'>Hari ini ada meeting business studies di rumah Ivan which ended up being a photoshoot. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue inget, rumah lama tante gue di deket - deket situ. Waktu kelas 3 SD, gue sering banget maen ke rumah tante gue, terus nginep. Tante gue malah yang nyuruh biar gue nginep, soalnya tante gue ga punya anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo udah nginep gue suka susah diajak pulang, soalnya disana gue punya temen. Anak tetangganya tante gue, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;namanya Sekar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dulu kita dikenalin tante gue, katanya biar banyak temennya. Gue sih iya - iya aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak itu gue sama Sekar suka keliling - keliling kompleks pagi - pagi kalo gue nginep di situ. Kita maen badminton di lapangan kompleks. Dan gue inget, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dia yang pertama kali bikin gue memasuki &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hulahoop phase&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, teman - teman. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;HULAHOOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Gue pernah memasuki phase gitu, jadi setiap hari gue main hulahoop ga berenti - berenti ampe pinggang gue sakit. Gue dulu bisa tau fungsi hulahoop (bahasanya kat) diajarin sama Sekar. Dulu kita bakal tanding berapa banyak puteran sebelum hulahoopnya jatoh. Dia jago banget, dulu gue ngeliatnya ampe berbinar - binar gitu. Haha beneran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi lama - lama gue udah ga pernah nginep di rumah tante gue lagi, dan beberapa bulan kemudian tante gue pindah rumah. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Gue sampe sekarang ga pernah ketemu Sekar lagi.&lt;/span&gt; Gue pengen liat sekarang dia kayak gimana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekar, kamu dimana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-7557976065687103562?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/7557976065687103562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/sekar-wer-ar-yu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7557976065687103562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7557976065687103562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/sekar-wer-ar-yu.html' title='Sekar, wer ar yu?'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8275738109159626457</id><published>2009-03-24T15:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:56:37.254+07:00</updated><title type='text'>rude much?</title><content type='html'>Akhir - akhir ini gue merasa kurang ajar deh sama orang tua. Mungkin ga cuma sekarang doang malah, mungkin waktu dulu juga sering. Tapi kok gue nyadarnya baru sekarang ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu pulang field trip kemaren, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;gue, Dwita, Jesse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sama &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Thifal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; satu meja di hokben. Kita cuma dikasih waktu &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;setengah jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; buat ngabisin makanannya. Gue sih tenang - tenang aja, udah selesai dari tadi. Hehe ketauan maruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 menit sebelum waktu makan selesai, Miss Diaz ngomong gini ke semua orang, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"ayo cepetan habisin makanannya, waktunya tinggal 5 menit lagi!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nah pas dia ngomong gitu di meja kita, &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;gue spontan kayak ngomong kenceng gitu ke dia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"orang udah selesai kok, WOOOOOO MALUUU!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dengan nada ngocol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas gue ngomong gitu &lt;em&gt;temen - temen satu meja serentak langsung ngeliatin gue&lt;/em&gt; dengan tatapan "watdefak katy, SADAR!", sambil melotot. Setelah itu Miss Diaz pergi dari meja gue. Dan &lt;strong&gt;dia ternyata ga denger&lt;/strong&gt; pemirsa! Bagus deh ya fiuh. Habis Miss Diaz pergi, mereka pada "KATY YA ALLAH UNTUNG AJA DIA GA DENGER!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue kayak ngakak sendiri gitu, keceplosannya ga kira - kira. Gue langsung istigfar terus wudhu. Ga deng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah insiden "5 menit lagi selesai" itu, gue kayaknya ga ngebuat salah apa - apa lagi, tapi kemaren gue gitu lagi sama nyokap gua.&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren gue lagi di mobil sama nyokap. Pas belokan kompleks gue, ada mobil juga mau lewat. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kompleks gue itu sempit banget jalannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, cuma muat &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dua mobil didempet - dempetin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Jarak antara kedua mobil palingan &lt;strong&gt;cuma 3 sentimeter&lt;/strong&gt; kali ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kadang nyokap suka ga sabar, jadi mobil gue dianiaya didempetin ama mobil satunya. Gue sih bodo amat. Nah nyokap gue suruh gue turun, suruh liat mobilnya nabrak atau nggak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nyokap :&lt;/strong&gt; Kak, turun sana, liatin mobilnya nabrak apa nggak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katy :&lt;/strong&gt; *nada ngocol* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dih, enak aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nyokap :&lt;/strong&gt; Yeee. Yaudeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gue pasti udah dosa banget ya kawan - kawan&lt;/em&gt;. Nyokap gue kayanya udah kebiasa ama kelakuan gue yang rada kurang ajar, jadi reaksinya biasa aja. Akhirnya nyokap gue muter arah deh jadi lewat belakang. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maafkan anakmu ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue jadi ngerasa bersalah ama orang - orang yang jadi korban deh. Aduh, malu gue jadinya (beneran).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8275738109159626457?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8275738109159626457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/rude-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8275738109159626457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8275738109159626457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/rude-much.html' title='rude much?'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-4394564429986269122</id><published>2009-03-23T12:25:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:32:05.692+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie.</title><content type='html'>I am sorry about the last post, my mood was just.. Not good, you know. And I'm feeling way better today, especially after seeing this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5im0Ssyyus&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/Q5im0Ssyyus&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMIGASH. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you probably think it sucks, or "so last year" but I still love itttt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini gue ga jadi ngerjain business studies, nyokap ngajakin ke Bogor entah ngapain, but still, yay for not working! &lt;font color=purple&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bagi group 1 yang ngeliat post yang ini : AMPUUUUUUUN HAHA SORI YA CAN'T MAKE IT TODAY, SERIOUSLYYY. FORGIVE ME?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-4394564429986269122?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/4394564429986269122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/charlie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4394564429986269122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4394564429986269122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/charlie.html' title='Charlie.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1757148500721842845</id><published>2009-03-22T21:13:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:39:03.471+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday, bloody sunday.</title><content type='html'>I woke up fine and if I am a sim, my mood is green. Like, bright green you know. Or is it dark green? No it's br-- Seriously what was I saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a good mood and all, everything went perfectly fine until about one hour ago. I didn't know what happened but suddenly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;POOF! My mood is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The lowest level of red. Why? Well.. If you expect me to type the details here, well, don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm in a bad bad bad mood and I mean like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gerard-way's-pink-hair type of BAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don't think typing that in here will help me or anything, so I choose to not tell you the maain problem. Well maybe you think I sound like some random poor guy ranting on his blog. You know what? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm fed up with my life and I think I'll just go "whatever" in any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no food and you're starving to death? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You hate me? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You think I'm emo? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WHATEVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm tired with all of this, guys. I feel like I want to cry but yeah ; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'll go &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt; to you and you'll go &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt; to me, and things will get.. Whatever-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be alone right now, and cry all I want. I wish I live in a blackhole or something like that so I wouldn't get hurt. I wouldn't know anything, and maybe that'd be kind of great.&lt;br /&gt;And to all of you who are trying to cheer me up and tell me all of this good stuff to make me feel better, please guys, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;STOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's making me guilty. But thanks anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;you're all awesome people, you're the best friends I could ever ask for, and I love you all so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Thanks heaps for understanding&lt;/u&gt; your shitty friend. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we'll have a meeting at Ivan's house for business studies. FUCKING SHIT DUDE IT'S &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A ONE WEEK BREAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; CAN'T WE GET OUT OF THIS SCHOOL STUFF? EFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; please hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1757148500721842845?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1757148500721842845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-bloody-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1757148500721842845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1757148500721842845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='sunday, bloody sunday.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5351536432345616153</id><published>2009-03-21T15:11:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:41:36.021+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do on saturdays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hari ini tanggal berapa ya?&lt;/b&gt; Males ngecek. Iya, emang gue kaya gini orangnya dari dulu, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;buta tanggal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Kalo ulangan aja gue selalu tanya tanggal, entah sama gurunya atau temen sebelah. Kadang kalo mepet, gue kosongin tanggalnya. Kalo seandainya semua guru harus ngurangin nilai gara - gara tanggal dikosongin, pasti nilai gue kurang banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Sabtu ini biasa aja, ga kemana - mana, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;seperti biasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Kemaren sih bokap nyuruh gue berenang pagi - pagi hari ini, tapi seperti biasa, gue malah molor sampe jam 9. Padahal udah niat gitu. &lt;b&gt;Tadi juga gue harus diancem dulu baru mandi. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadinya gue diajakin &lt;a href="http://freakynadyao.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mbak Dhany&lt;/a&gt; nontonin dia sama temennya manggung di SMS, tapi ga jadi, tadi gue belom mandi soalnya. Lagian kayaknya Karina ga ikut jadi yaaah, malay. Maafkan aku jiejie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, gue bingung mau ngapain sekarang. Maenan facebook, &lt;b&gt;ga ada yang baru. &lt;/b&gt;MoshiMonsters juga &lt;b&gt;udah dimainin&lt;/b&gt; daily challengenya. Tadi udah cek gofugyourself.com, &lt;b&gt;udah baca semua.&lt;/b&gt; DeviantArt &lt;b&gt;males.&lt;/b&gt; Mau liat YouTube &lt;b&gt;ga ada yang bagus.&lt;/b&gt; Mau nerusin baca Theodosia Throckmorton.. &lt;b&gt;Gue lagi ga mood. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan barusan, gue baru nyadar what should I do today. &lt;b&gt;GUE MAU NONTON WAR OF THE WORLDS &amp;amp; RESIDENT EVIL : EXTINCTION LAGI!&lt;/b&gt; I'm in the mood for that kinds of movie. 30 Days Of Night would do too. Yay pirated DVDs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I sound like some movie-crazed guy with no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berganti topik, gue mau ngucapin&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; selamat datang kembali ke kota Tangerang&lt;/span&gt; buat temen - temen yang baru pulang retreat. Semoga kalian tobat ya. Oh iya, berhubung kita bakal libur (Senin-entah-tanggal-berapa-pokoknya-lusa, sampe hari Minggu), &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kalo ada yang mau jalan, ajak gue ya!&lt;/span&gt; Kalo nggak, awas aja lo pada. Nggak deng, ga ngajak gue juga nggak apa - apa. *acts emo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're planning on a movie marathon.. Count me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS :&lt;/b&gt; If any of you have an idea -- ANY OF IT, GUYS! -- of what I should do to survive the boringness of the one week holiday, &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please do tell me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'd appreciate them even if it doesn't make sense. &lt;b&gt;Thanks loads! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-5351536432345616153?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5351536432345616153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-to-do-on-saturdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5351536432345616153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5351536432345616153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-to-do-on-saturdays.html' title='what to do on saturdays.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-4911558484575130635</id><published>2009-03-20T19:25:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:34:26.977+07:00</updated><title type='text'>haduh.</title><content type='html'>yaampun, beberapa jam yang lalu gue baru pulang dari field trip agama (bener ga sih namanya?) ke masjid dian al mahri. Yang kubah emas itu loh. Dan kesitu pada hari yang panas terik &lt;u&gt;bukan pilihan yang bagus&lt;/u&gt;. Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pas baru nyampe ternyata yang cewek ga boleh ke masjidnya, bolehnya ke hall nya yang gentengnya warna ijo. Kita gaboleh kesitu soalnya yg cowok pada mau shalat Jum'at, kayanya bakal penuh. Kita jadi tunggu di hallnya sampe selesai shalat Jum'at sambil tidur - tiduran, bengong, dan kipas - kipas. Sumpah ya, global warming nyusahin banget. Panas banget hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas lagi bengong kayak kambing congek disitu, ada anak kucing lucu gitu masuk hall. Yaudah kan dikerumunin terus dielus - elus. Tapi bulunya rontok ke tangan, jadi gue sama yang lain - lain mau cuci tangan di toilet belakang hall. Fyi, bangunannya pisah, tapi jaraknya lumayan deket. Diantara dua bangunan (toilet - tempat wudhu, dan hall nya sendiri)ada jalan setapak, dan sebelum jalan setapak itu ada lantai keramik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keramik itu penghantar panas&lt;/b&gt;, ya kan? Itu cuaca lagi panas - panasnya. Waktu mau ngambil sendal biar kaki ga gosong, Miss Maya bilang gaboleh pake sendal kalo mau ke tempat wudhu. Mampuslah kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kita nekat ga pake sendal di keramik panas itu. Khansa mulai duluan, lari secepatnya sambil teriak - teriak kakinya kebakar. Giliran gue, Audry, Inta, Diona deh. Kita juga melakukan hal yang sama. Gue hampir mati. Eh ga juga deng. &lt;b&gt;Tapi intinya ; CUMA BUAT CUCI TANGAN DOANG SAMPE MENGORBANKAN NYAWA YA&lt;/b&gt;. Pas lagi serius lari ke seberang, ada ibu - ibu ngocol ngetawain dan pamer sendal. Terus dia bilang, "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dek, kalo mau kesitu ya pake sendal dong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" Nah loh, berarti Miss Maya ngerjain kita dong? Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah puas cuci tangan, kita menantang maut (wets) lagi deh buat ke seberang. Ditontonin orang - orang lho. Nggak, ini serius. Ditontonin kakak kelas baik seangkatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu kita nunggu beberapa belas menit lagi, lalu ke cafeteria beli makanan. Subhanallah, ada AC. Terus gue beli chiki, coca cola, sama pocari sweat. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gue sempet masukin kepala gue ke kulkasnya.&lt;/span&gt; Beneran alay deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita ke warung sebelah abis itu. Gue ama Khansa beli satu mangkok baso harganya 10 ribu, patungan. Takutnya kenyang duluan, soalnya waktu pulang katanya kita mau ke cinere mall mau makan KFC/hokben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the story short, setelah shalat dzuhur dan foto - foto, kita langsung pulang, makan dulu di cinere mall dan &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kita menjadi alay untuk sehari!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Horeeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sountrack of The Day (or mainly just a song which describes me right now) :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;s&gt;Memble Tapi Kece&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;A Little Too Not Over You - David Archuleta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-4911558484575130635?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/4911558484575130635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/haduh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4911558484575130635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4911558484575130635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/haduh.html' title='haduh.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-9132659179845201005</id><published>2009-03-19T20:39:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:44:15.111+07:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;I love you and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;text align="right"&gt;that's all I really know.&lt;/text&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/8953150361595381762-9132659179845201005?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/9132659179845201005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/9132659179845201005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/9132659179845201005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6565201867864984074</id><published>2009-03-19T19:43:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:13:09.842+07:00</updated><title type='text'>get out of my head.</title><content type='html'>I am a weird person, and weird things keep happening to me. For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selama beberapa hari ini banyak banget lagu - lagu yang stuck di kepala gue. Dari dulu kalo mau ilanginnya ya ditulis. Tadi di sekolah tangan gue sampe penuh coret - coretan lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi gue mau numpang buang lagu (apa banget deh) disini. Maaf kalo banyak yang salah - salah jangan complain ke gue, complain sana ke kuping gue. Lagian gue males ngecek ke lyrics site or something. Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font spacing=2px&gt;&lt;font color="4b077f"&gt;/and here we go again, with all the things you said and not a minute spent.&lt;br /&gt;/down to you, you're pushing and pulling me down to you.&lt;br /&gt;/i only get a little bit, little bit, a little bit in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;/ever since you left i've been a mess. (apa banget demi lovato bahaha)&lt;br /&gt;/you're just a phone call away, everyday you seem further away.&lt;br /&gt;/i'm singing you a song, please don't leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;/seluruh kata di make it mine - jason mraz.&lt;br /&gt;/i walk you home most days, with all my best intentions screaming through me. (kayanya bener - bener salah deh)&lt;br /&gt;/do you think you're up for this? are you ready to get undressed? (maaf agak gimana haha)&lt;br /&gt;/i drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating.&lt;br /&gt;/it takes acquired minds to taste t-taste t-taste this wine.&lt;br /&gt;/run baby run, forever will be, you and me.&lt;br /&gt;/anti mati gaya! (oke yang ini bukan lagu ya)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it. I'll be back for more, just in case I got another song stuck. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6565201867864984074?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6565201867864984074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-out-of-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6565201867864984074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6565201867864984074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-out-of-my-head.html' title='get out of my head.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-4642366235494722887</id><published>2009-03-19T18:59:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:42:11.292+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Layout.</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all. I got bored with my old one, so I changed my layout. I loved it but it kinda sucks 'cause I can't edit the "Welcome to yoururlhere.blogspot.com" part. Plus, it's kinda illegible and hard to read for me. So I'm gonna change it in a second, wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi gue sama 7 temen sekelas gue yang lainnya ikut bulletin board display contest, tapi.. We epically failed and it doesn't look like anything but pieces of trash hanging on a bulletin board. Yes, ew-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave up I think, but we still had fun. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Wait and see my layout and tell me what you think on the cbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT :&lt;/B&gt; yay new layout! i love it and it should keep my blog fresh. :D&lt;br /&gt;do you like it? it's kinda plain tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-4642366235494722887?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/4642366235494722887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/layout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4642366235494722887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4642366235494722887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/layout.html' title='Layout.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1929889416527559434</id><published>2009-03-18T19:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:21:55.250+07:00</updated><title type='text'>safari woot.</title><content type='html'>kemaren kelas 7 ke taman safari, safari track. :D&lt;br /&gt;pertamanya di bus rame, tapi pas pulang sepi banget, pada tepar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita berangkat jam 7an gitu, 7C sama sebagian 7B digabung di bus B. I took loads of pictures and mostly yang gapenting. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gapapalah. Terus di perjalanan gue kan duduk sama Iva Khansa, terus kita tuh kayak yang "haha orang itu kayak gitu", "haha liat dia deh kaya gitu", "yaampun lo harus liat itu!" Gitu terus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa saat kemudian, kita sampe di taman safari, yays. Kita ada briefing dulu sebentar, baru jalan deh 3 kilometer. Oh btw, UNTUNG GA JALAN BOLAK - BALIK! WE'RE SAAAAAAFE! Pertamanya sih biasa aja ya. Jalan, jalan, jalan, take pictures, jalan. Tapi setelah 1 km, gue mulai ga tahan jalan. Mana pocari sweat gue yang dititipin ke Ivan malah dijatohin sama Patrice. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan akhirnya pas udah sampe semuanya pada kayak, "HOREEEEEEE! AKHIRNYA GUE BISA DUDUK!" Lalu kita ngerjain worksheet dengan asal - asalan, terus makan deh. Safari Fried Chicken. SFC. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu kita sholat. Pas wudhu gue maen aer sama Kittan Raihan, basah duluan gitu. Waktu sholat ngeri deh, kayak mau kejeblos gitu papan kayunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah itu.. Kita outbound. Gue udah ngantri flying fox dan kawan - kawannya, tapi lama banget. Gue sama Khansa udah keburu ngeliat Andy sama Gino kecebur. Jadi semuanya pada ikutan maenan tali, akhir - akhirnya ya nyebur semua. Seru loh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena udah kepalang nyemplung, kita naik perosotan air gitu, hahaha kaki gue lecet tapi seru banget. Kuping gue kemasukan aer gitu, gapapa deh sekali - kali. :]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yurike udah marah - marah kita semua disuruh ganti baju. Gue, Tashia, Patrice mau ganti baju tapi penuh semua toiletnya. Akhirnya kita tanya mas - masnya dan we found a toilet that's un-crowded! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu kita pulang deh. Jalan 1 km dulu ke parking lot. Terus kita naik bus Taman Safari. Tadinya mau naik yang bentuk triceratops, tapi penuh! Huhu. Kita naik yang biasa deh. Tapi seneng gue sama guidenya, kocak haha. Yang ikut bus itu pasti tau. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di perjalanan pulang kita menyaksikan suatu orang yang tidur sambil mangap, dan ga sadar ada yang foto, pake flash lagi. Haha, anak 7C, tau kan itu siapaaaa? ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas nyampe rumah gue langsung tepar deeeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini gue bangun buat sekolah dengan ga niat. Badan sakit semua, pegel. Tapi akhirnya gue sekolah deh. Hari ini biasa aja, cuma bahas term test Science (gue dapet 70-something, ugh. Oh well), dan dikasih free time. Pulang sekolah gue latihan a glimpse of broadway which is sucky because Ms. Myrna made us change our formation, again! Gue bingung jadinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Have a nice day (or night).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS :&lt;/b&gt; I AM SORRY IF THIS POST SUCKS. I'M NOT IN THE MOOD. And btw, if you happen to go to a bookstore and stumble upon a book which title is &lt;i&gt;The Girl Who Married A Lion&lt;/i&gt;, by &lt;i&gt;Alexander McCall Smith&lt;/i&gt;, buy it. It's indeed a lovely book and the stories in it are so cute and just.. wow. I love them. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1929889416527559434?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1929889416527559434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/safari-woot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1929889416527559434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1929889416527559434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/safari-woot.html' title='safari woot.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6321325274344531554</id><published>2009-03-16T19:54:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:45:23.084+07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAFARI TRACK.</title><content type='html'>Hai kawan - kawan &lt;b&gt;besok gue field trip ke Taman Safari&lt;/b&gt; lhoo! Oke oke, gue tau kok ga ada yang nanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi besok kita akan ngikutin safari track yang katanya 4 kilometer, kalo bolak balik, &lt;b&gt;8 kilometer&lt;/b&gt;. Dan benar sekali, DI HUTAN. Eh itu hutan boongan apa beneran sih? Pokoknya semacem hutan ye. Anjrit, bagus banget. Udah gitu ditambah beratnya tas yang isinya ; &lt;b&gt;baju, makanan, minuman, kamera, jaket, jas hujan, handuk, alat tulis, dan barang - barang lainnya&lt;/b&gt;. Mau mati bareng gue? Ayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, tadi gue sama anak - anak a glimpse of broadway latihan untuk yang kedua kalinya. And oh boy, how exhausting. 3 jam practice, break cuma dua kali. Apalagi AC Hall ga dinyalain (harusnya coret aja namanya jadi HELL, udah cocok panas amit), panas banget. Udara di luar juga lagi panas - panasnya. Gue tadi ga bawa minum jadi harus jalan ke kantin dulu panas - panasan. Tapi tadi cukup bagus latihannya kok. Tapi, yang cewek - cewek scene sunrise sunset harus sewa/beli dress yang tali spaghetti gitu omaigat gue ga punya baju gituan men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besok gue harus bangun pagi - pagi because we're expected at the school library at 6.30 am, sedangkan dari rumah gue ke sekolah makan waktu 40 menit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLL"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.twiigs.com/poll.js?pid=27733&amp;color=purpledark"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLLpolllink" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: block; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: right; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal;"&gt; &lt;a class="TWIIGSPOLLmorelink" href="http://www.twiigs.com/" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: inline; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 0; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;poll by twiigs.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck in tracking. And wish for me not to faint/die tomorrow. Thanks lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT :&lt;/b&gt; I forgot to show off my scores on term test. :]&lt;br /&gt;So, tadi ada term test review gitu. Term test kita dibagiin untuk di discuss bersama, habis itu dikembaliin lagi deh. And guess what people, &lt;b&gt;I, Katyusha Methanisa, got :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x 98 FOR ENGLISH (woot).&lt;br /&gt;x 80-something FOR BUSINESS STUDIES.&lt;br /&gt;x 89.5 FOR MATH (double woot).&lt;br /&gt;x 82 (I think) FOR INTEGRATED HUMANITIES.&lt;br /&gt;x 90 FOR BAHASA INDONESIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYNESS! I know dude. &lt;i&gt;Katy is a nerd.. Katy is a nerd..&lt;/i&gt; *chant*&lt;br /&gt;Sue me. Btw, we haven't checked science yet, so wish me best of luck, love. Thankies so muchies from the bottom of my little heart. :]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6321325274344531554?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6321325274344531554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/safari-track.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6321325274344531554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6321325274344531554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/safari-track.html' title='SAFARI TRACK.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-8689491357042001662</id><published>2009-03-15T18:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:17:58.386+07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG HURRICANE!</title><content type='html'>I just recovered from a great shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;MASA RUMAH GUE KENA HURRICANE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt; OR SOME SORT OF DISASTEROUS THING BEBERAPA JAM YANG LALU. Pokoknya sejenis hurricane deh kalo bukan hurricane namanya. Gila, gue kira cuma di tv - tv gitu (tolol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di rumah gue waktu itu cuma ada gue, Kay, dan dua mbak gue, Yati dan Yanti. Jangan ketawa, ini beneran. Pokoknya, bokap sama Klau lagi di SMS gatau ngapain, kalo nyokap di supermal karawaci lagi nyari jas hujan buat gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was completely normal. Gue di kamar adek gue lagi browse - browse gajelas. Dingin - dingin ol lagi ujan enak banget deh pokoknya. Gue malah seneng ujan, kan enak. Nah, di tengah - tengah kegiatan gue ini, &lt;i&gt;gue mulai denger sesuatu yang aneh&lt;/i&gt;. Kayak suara piring pecah, tapi kenceng. Dan ada suara kayak &lt;b&gt;"wuuuusssshhh"&lt;/b&gt; gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penasaran, saya pun keluar kamar. Tadinya mau ke dapur, mau ngeliat mungkin si mbak jatohin piring. Taunya pas lagi mau ke dapur, Kay lagi digendong Mbak Yanti sambil lari dari kamar gitu. &lt;b&gt;Mbak Yanti kayak teriak - teriak, "ASTAGHFIRULLAH KAKAK, CEPETAN KE KAMAR BELAKANG! MASYA ALLAH!"&lt;/b&gt;. Kay nangis gitu, Mbak Yanti juga. Gue kan bingung, napa juga pada nangis, jadi gue liat sekeliling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taunya, masya allah. &lt;b&gt;Pas gue liat ke jendela, SEMUANYA PUTIH&lt;/b&gt;. Ga keliatan apa - apa selain pohon mangga depan rumah gue yang berumur lebih dari satu dekade, dan benda yang terlihat yang lain adalah genteng rumah terbang. Ngomong - ngomong, keren lho pohon mangga keluarga gue (ga nyambung).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pohon mangga gue kayaknya mau tumbang gitu&lt;/b&gt;, ya allah. &lt;i&gt;Gue langsung nangis&lt;/i&gt; juga, takut banget. Akhirnya kami berempat mengungsi ke kamar mbak gue di belakang. Mbak gue langsung pada zikir gitu, gue nangis, masih shock. Abis itu kita sibuk telefon orang - orang biar pada pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbak Yati telfon om gue, eh malah diketawain. Lagian bego juga sih ya, bilangnya &lt;b&gt;"cepetan pulang, genteng pada terbang."&lt;/b&gt; Nah om gue ya ngetawain lah, terus malah bilang, "yeee, mana mungkin juga sih genteng terbang, hahaha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue telfon nyokap, ga dijawab. Waktu kedua kalinya gue telfon, baru deh dijawab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gue :&lt;/b&gt; "MAMAAAA CEPETAN DONG PULANG, HUHUHU" *smbil nangis*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nyokap :&lt;/b&gt; "Oh oke deh kak, emang mau kemana? Ntar kita jalan ya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gue :&lt;/b&gt; "ADUH MAMA! BUKAN MAU JALAN UUHHH GIMANA SIH, INI LAGI ADA ANGIN PUYUH NIH HUHUHUHHU"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nyokap :&lt;/b&gt; "hah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan phone call pun gagal.&lt;br /&gt;Untungnya bokap gue konek, langsung mau pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu ujannya sudah sedikit mereda, gue sama mbak gue langsung mengamankan barang - barang elektronik yang portable dari kamar bonyok, terus dibawa ke belakang. &lt;B&gt;Kamar bonyok gue banjir gara - gara atapnya pada bocor.&lt;/b&gt; Kayaknya sih beberapa genteng ada yang pecah. Dan kata mbak gue di atas, &lt;b&gt;di tempat jemuran, SEMUA JEMURAN ILANG.&lt;/b&gt; Yaampun, ironis.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah beberapa saat yang menegangkan, akhirnya om gue pulang. Katanya SMS was a total wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue langsung kayak foto - foto rumah, terus berangkat ke daerah sms (cuma) buat foto - foto. Sepanjang jalan, anjrit &lt;b&gt;banyaaaaaak banget pohon yang tumbang&lt;/b&gt;. Kayaknya sih kalo diliat - liat hampir setiap 5 meter ada pohon yang tumbang. Di depan SMS, &lt;b&gt;tempat bayar karcis parkir jatoh dan jadi melengkung gitu&lt;/b&gt;. Pokoknya tumbang. Dan gue liat ada banyak pos satpam yang jatoh juga, jungkir balik deh. Di deket SMS, ada showroom mobil, dan sangat disayangkan &lt;i&gt;beberapa mobil BMW ketiban billboard&lt;/i&gt;. Anjrit sayang banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah foto - foto TKP (yang hasilnya kurang jelas), akhirnya pulang deh. Waktu sampe di rumah, nyokap udah pulang. Pas dia tau jemuran pada terbang, langsung ngomel - ngomel sendiri. Mana gue ga ditanya lagi, kenapa - kenapa ato engga. Mama.. mama, udah sukur - syukur anaknya ga mati. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bokap dan adek gue pas nyampe rumah lebay banget. Langsung hiperbola gitu ceritain keadaan di SMS. Masa katanya &lt;b&gt;kaca di starbucks pecah semua&lt;/b&gt;, jadi bolong gitu. Pintu kaca BCA udah gatau kemana, kemungkinan besar sih terbang. Downtown walk juga katanya ancur. Menurut bokap dan adek gue, kaca - kaca SMS pada hancur semua, dan orang - orang di dalemnya pada nangis gitu. Hehe, sama dong kaya gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan katanya lagi, di tempat parkir banyak banget mobil yang ketimpa pohon besar. Untungnya mobil keluarga gue ketiban tapi cuma pohon kecil. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaknya tv bonyok udah gabisa diselametin lagi deh. Udah basah kuyup kelelep aer bocor di kamar. Kasihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-8689491357042001662?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/8689491357042001662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-hurricane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8689491357042001662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/8689491357042001662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-hurricane.html' title='OMG HURRICANE!'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6801979268478217273</id><published>2009-03-15T11:31:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:36:15.455+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wooot.</title><content type='html'>So, kemaren gue sama -- sebagian kecil -- group 1 semester project ke rumah Janice, tujuannya ngerjain semester project Business Studies. Gue sih udah ngerjain storyline sebagian, yang laen kayak ga fokus gitu. Akhirnya pas udah disuruh Ivan baru pada ngerjain deh. Sumpah jangan lempar gue pake sepatu ya guys, plis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah "ngerjain Business Studies", &lt;b&gt;kita JALAN KAKI ke Summarecon Mall Serpong alias SMS yang jaraknya lumayan jauh dari rumah Janice&lt;/b&gt; yang di Pondok Hijau Golf. Emang sih, kalo naek kendaraan kesannya deket banget, tapi kalo jalan kaki? Beeeeeeh, amit - amit deh &lt;b&gt;pas udah nyampe SMS kita udah keringetan, bau matahari, dan tujuh macem bau laennya.&lt;/b&gt; Udah kayak alay, naudzubillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di SMS kita cuma muter - muter kayak orang tolol, terus &lt;b&gt;gue, Khansa, Janice, Tashia photobox gitu deh 4 kali&lt;/b&gt; HAHA BUANG DUIT. Pokoknya bayarnya gantian gitu. Pas gue photobox ama Khansa ga ada yang bener, sumpah buang duit abis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas pulang gue kira gue dijemput supir, taunya sekeluarga njemput gue. Aneh kalo jemput dari SMS doang sekeluarga ikut. Nah gue pikir, &lt;i&gt;Buset, pasti mau pergi&lt;/i&gt;. Eh ternyata bener, ternyata papa mama mau ketemu temennya gitu di Pejaten Village atau apalah itu. Anjrit, udah capek gitu gue diajakin jalan lagi. Akhirnya sepanjang perjalanan gue tidur. Kita sampe di Pejaten jam 9.30 malem. &lt;b&gt;MAU LIAT APA COBA JAM SEGITU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya dengan males - malesan dan setengah sadar gue turun dari mobil, terpaksa. Tadinya gue ngotot gamau turun, masih ngantuk. Tapi dipaksa, suruh makan bakso lapangan tembak. Ga nyambung abis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertamanya asumsi gue kita cuma SMP. Sudah Makan Pulang. Taunya? Habis makan gue harus nunggu bonyok ngobrol sama temennya itu. Lama banget sampe &lt;i&gt;mall nya udah mau tutup&lt;/i&gt;, lampunya udah pada dimatiin. &lt;b&gt;Makan ati pemirsa, makan ati!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil nungguin mereka ngobrol, gue ke Times di lantai bawah dan beli beberapa buku, salah satunya &lt;b&gt;My Secret Unicorn&lt;/b&gt;. LOL SERIOUSLY GUYS. I'll take a pic with that book, just wait and see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, kata temennya bonyok itu, &lt;b&gt;Pejaten Village banyak penampakannya lho&lt;/b&gt;. Pokoknya satpam plus tukang bangunannya sering ngeliat.. you know. Adek gue langsung minta pulang pas diceritain itu. Gue sih nyantai aja, mau ada penampakan atau engga, gue tetep mau pulang. Capek banget gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kita pulang dan sampe rumah pada jam 12an. Gue langsung tepar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya, which is today, gue bangun jam 10 pagi (atau siang?) dengan alasan pemaksaan bokap. Kalo ga dibangunin sih gue palingan lanjut aja tidur sampe jam 12. Pas bangun, gue ke kamar bonyok gue dan mendapati adek gue, Klau, sedang menonton &lt;i&gt;The Dark Knight a.k.a the greatest film ever created&lt;/i&gt;. EVER. Gue ikutan aja, nonton untuk yang ketiga kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ladies and gentlemen, dudes and dudettes, I still think it's the best movie evaaaarrrr. The movie? Epic. Christopher Nolan = WIN. The Joker? WINS AT LIFE. He owns my face, and he owns yours. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Joker is so cuuuuute! *huggles the joker* Too bad Heath Ledger died. :'[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our city needs a criminal like The Joker. Kalo engga, boring. Haha. I'm in a joker-ish mood. I'm even wearing my Joker Limited Edition (oversized) tee now. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tadi pas gue nonton the ending of The Dark Knight, I even cried for no reason at all.&lt;/b&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in &lt;s&gt;Harvey Dent&lt;/s&gt; The Joker. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, head or tail?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS :&lt;/b&gt; sorry for the long pooooost. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6801979268478217273?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6801979268478217273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/wooot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6801979268478217273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6801979268478217273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/wooot.html' title='wooot.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6026690710384630612</id><published>2009-03-14T09:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:27:43.955+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pagi semuaaa. Masa gue baru nyadar gue masih suka banget banget sama MCR. Tadinya gue kira udah bosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi gue iseng - iseng liat MTV, sambil nungguin Phineas &amp; Ferb mulai. Dan taunya.. *drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ada video klip Desolation Row!&lt;/b&gt; Gue baru denger lagunya doang, belom liat videonya (telat). Dan ternyata ohmygawd, &lt;i&gt;inner fangirl gue keluar&lt;/i&gt;. Pas ngeliat mereka walopun di TV doang gue udah kayak apaan, rame sendiri. Yaampun. Gue ngeliatnya tuh udah kayak deg - degan gimana ya. Lebay. Tapi bener sih. Keren banget sumpah. I miss them so much. &lt;b&gt;Please come back to Jakarta, Gerard, Frank, Mikey, Ray, and Bob.&lt;/b&gt; :']&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love Frank Iero. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah cuma mau kasih tau itu doang, batere laptop udah mau abis nih, chargernya gatau kemana. Males ngambilnya. Ntar gue mau ke rumah Janice jam 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye mofos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6026690710384630612?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6026690710384630612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/pagi-semuaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6026690710384630612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6026690710384630612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/pagi-semuaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6349331289743382124</id><published>2009-03-13T14:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:32:43.140+07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;THIS IS THE LAST DAY OF TERM TEST.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but I'm afraid I didn't do well on biology. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. &lt;b&gt;WOOT FOR FREEDOM!&lt;/b&gt; :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood to type but I will, a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, tadi proctor 7E Mr. Tejo. Nah pas gue lagi ngerjain dengan khidmat. Pas gue liat sekeliling, Mr. Tejo lagi nyender di pintu, depan tempat duduk Khansa. Tiba - tiba Mr. Edward (dazzle lol) buka pintu secara paksa (ga juga sih) dan Mr. Tejo kejengkang! Wakakak. Gue lgsg ketawa sendiri gt. Untung ga dikurangi nilainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MORAL :&lt;/b&gt; Jangan menyender di pintu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6349331289743382124?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6349331289743382124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6349331289743382124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6349331289743382124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5557892535489803546</id><published>2009-03-12T11:10:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:47:17.960+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suit Cina.</title><content type='html'>Hai semua gue baru pulang sekolah nih, sekarang jam 11:11. Penting ga sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ruangan term test gue tadi -- 7E -- pengawasnya siapa coba? Philippus Rohmana Westra. Apes banget. Pas pertama masuk aja, disuruh berdiri di sebelah meja, gaboleh duduk dulu. Tau ga ngapain? Diperiksa seragamnya. Pengawas - pengawas yang lain aja ga sampe kayak gini. Muka orang - orang sekitar gue langsung berubah warnanya jadi warna tai kuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ngeri sendiri waktu itu, secara house strap gue rusak card holdernya. Random thoughts raced through my mind. &lt;i&gt;ID card gue kebawa ga ya? Gimana nih? Mati gue kalo sampe dikurangin nilainya. Gue laper.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh tiba - tiba Mr. Philip kayak ngomong gitu, "Katy, where's your ID?" &lt;i&gt;Mampus.&lt;/i&gt; Untungnya ada di tas gue. Aman deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tadi term test math SURPRISINGLY EASY&lt;/b&gt;. Pas di tengah - tengah ngerjain soal gue mikir, "Wah, hari ini kok gue pinter ya? Tumben. Bagus deh, wihi." Tapi pas udah selesai dan keluar ruangan, gue tanya sama temen - temen. Eh kata mereka semua gampang. Gue kecewa lho, gue kira gue yang mendadak pinter. Nasib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan tadi gue pinjem &lt;b&gt;The Dangerous Book For Boys : Things To Do&lt;/b&gt; dari library, iseng - iseng aja. I wasn't supposed to read it though, it's for boys. But who cares. Tertarik aja gitu, soalnya tadi gue liat ada building a treehouse. I am a big fan of treehouses. Go treehouse. Tapi susah bikinnya, susah banget (iyalah). Ada kayak paku - paku, gergaji segala macem. Mati aja gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ada dog tricks gitu, kocak deh. I wish I had a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya tadi pas lagi baca - baca, gue mikirin sesuatu yang random, yaitu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kenapa sih orang tua gabisa suit cina?&lt;/b&gt; Pasti kalo bokap atau nyokap main sama gue pake suit yang "gajah semut orang" itu loh. Yang pake kelingking, jempol, jari telunjuk itu. Gue kan bisanya rock paper scissor. Ya bisa itu juga sih, tapi udah ga jaman gitu. Apa banget deh gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pertanyaan yang lebih penting ; &lt;b&gt;KENAPA ROCK PAPER SCISSOR DISEBUTNYA SUIT CINA?&lt;/b&gt; Kesannya racist banget gitu loh. Kenapa ga batu gunting kertas? Yah, beberapa temen gue emang nyebutnya batu gunting kertas sih, tapi yang leih common nyebutnya SUIT CINA. Kenapa suit cina sih? Bingung. Kenapa batu, gunting, dan kertas berhubungan dengan cina? Kayanya batu, gunting, dan kertas ga hanya ada di cina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kenapa cinaaaaaaaaa?&lt;/b&gt; Pasti yang bikin itu racist deh. Yakin gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi yang tau, harap hubungi saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, ada lagi. &lt;b&gt;Gue suka kesel kalo ada orang ga jelas asalnya yang ga gue kenal nge-add facebook gue.&lt;/b&gt; Plis ya. Siapa juga elu, gue ga kenal. Kecuali kalo friends in common sama gue banyak, pasti gue tau asalnya dari mana. Talk about annoying. Gue baru nyadar hal ini kemaren, pas gue liat online friendsnya, gue ga kenal semua! Ada yang namanya siapa gitu. Pokoknya gue ga tau dan ga kenal, dan ga pernah kenalan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of adding people you don't know? Dan yang lebih penting, &lt;b&gt;kalo add orang yang lo ga kenal, kenapa ga kenalan?&lt;/b&gt; Banyak orang yang asal gue approve, ga pernah tuh ngomong sama gue. What's the point dong kalo gitu? Mau nambah friends? Facebook whores. They never learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS :&lt;/b&gt; 1 DAY LEFT TO FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-5557892535489803546?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5557892535489803546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/suit-cina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5557892535489803546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5557892535489803546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/suit-cina.html' title='Suit Cina.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1641131353325206995</id><published>2009-03-11T16:24:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:51:57.821+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ah pegel.</title><content type='html'>Gue suka kesel sama diri gue sendiri kalo dua kali post dalam sehari. Gatau kenapa, kesel aja. Tapi lagi pengen aja ngepost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ini leher gue lagi pegel banget anjrit. Kayanya gara - gara online di kamar terus dari tadi, ga  banyak gerak. Habisnya enak sih, ol sambil tiduran, dingin - dingin lagi ujan. Haaaah enak. Pengennya sih tiap hari kayak gitu. Tapi gimana ya, yang namanya sekolah ganggu aja. Why yes, people, I love heavy rain. &lt;a href="mailto:karina_sk26@hotmail.com"&gt;Karina&lt;/a&gt;, let's do the rain dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, gue jadi nyadar kalo lagi online lama - lama, ada sesuatu yang hilang. Sesuatu yang gue lupain. Dulu pas jamannya gue ga tau internet, kalo ujan - ujan gini ga ada kerjaan dan bosen, gue baca buku - buku tebel di kamar. 3 buku juga abis sehari. Sekarang? Boro - boro. Kalo ga ada kerjaan, langsung buka laptop, terus ol deh. Gue agak sebel sih sama internet, gara - gara internet gue jadi males baca buku. Kok jadi nyalahin internet ya? Salah gue sih sebenernya. Cari alesan aja buat nyalahin orang (atau barang) lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak buku yang dulu gue udah mohon - mohon sama mama buat beliin, eh taunya akhir - akhirnya ga dibaca. Gue pengen banget baca itu buku setumpuk. &lt;i&gt;Tapi males.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books are my friends. Books were my friends. I love reading. I used to. I still do though. Only I don't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I have a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My laptop.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gue janji &lt;b&gt;mulai sekarang gue mau mulai baca buku lagi.&lt;/b&gt; Kayak dulu. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue juga nyadar &lt;b&gt;gue sekarang jadi makin tembem&lt;/b&gt; gara - gara ga banyak gerak, depan komputer terus. Percaya ga percaya, dulu gue skinny. I missed being skinny. Dulu gue suka keliling kompleks naik sepeda, sekarang mana pernah. Paling ol di rumah. Dan akhir - akhir ini gue jadi ga pernah berenang. Beberapa bulan yang lalu setiap Jum'at gue selalu berenang. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got to admit. Internet is addicting. &lt;b&gt;It's a drug.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jadi goal gue sekarang :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x Mulai baca buku lagi.&lt;br /&gt;x Naik sepeda lagi.&lt;br /&gt;x Kalo sempet berenang setiap minggu.&lt;br /&gt;x Kurangi online.&lt;br /&gt;x Lose some weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obama :&lt;/b&gt; Make a change, Katy. Yes we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Things have changed..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1641131353325206995?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1641131353325206995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-pegel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1641131353325206995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1641131353325206995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-pegel.html' title='ah pegel.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6510594140988777485</id><published>2009-03-11T11:21:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:41:31.240+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i loooooooove life.</title><content type='html'>I'm in the mood for some chocolate Alpenliebe. Strawberry would do too. Hmmm the joy of Alpenliebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some new music to add to my iPod, they're gettin' old. Any recommendations? I would appreciate any of yours. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like watching a movie. And singing indie love songs lol. I feel.. good. And un-bored and un-stressed. I love life. But math is a life-ruiner, no? Besok term test math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate math?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLL"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.twiigs.com/poll.js?pid=27378&amp;color=purpledark"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLLpolllink" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: block; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: right; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue lupa cerita kemaren gue nonton 4bia. Lumayan kok. Ngagetin dan cerita keempatnya cukup menegangkan. Gue sampe minta ditemenin, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhooo, tadi Business Studies ga terlalu susah. Paling gue ga yakin pilihan ganda doang. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days left to freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6510594140988777485?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6510594140988777485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-loooooooove-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6510594140988777485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6510594140988777485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-loooooooove-life.html' title='i loooooooove life.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-2223521497624378613</id><published>2009-03-10T20:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:07:07.413+07:00</updated><title type='text'>omg.</title><content type='html'>HEY EVERYONE I'VE MISSED YOU SO MUUUUUUUUCH! Okay not really. But I missed typing and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And a quick FYI :&lt;/b&gt; I am happily &lt;u&gt;single&lt;/u&gt;. So I'm available. LOL KIDD. And please do not ask these following questions : "why?", "how?", "when?", or "are you sad?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what else. Oh yeah, tadi gue kan pulang naik taksi sama mbak gue. Tadinya sih gue seneng - seneng aja tuh naik taksi. Tapi men, tau ga ; the taxi driver is a total phsyco. Masa tiba - tiba di tengah perjalanan tiba - tiba dia teriak, &lt;strong&gt;"ADOOOH GUA LAPEEER!". &lt;/strong&gt; Kaget ga sih tiba - tiba sopir taksi lagi sepi - sepi malah teriak gitu? Nah kan gue ama mbak gue shock tuh.&lt;br /&gt;Nih orang minta makan apa gimana yak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus lebih begonya lagi, mbak gue jawab, &lt;strong&gt;"ya kalo belom makan ya laper pak, kalo udah makan, ya kenyang."&lt;/strong&gt; JDOENG. Orang kelelep juga tau mbak.&lt;br /&gt;Nah pokoknya nih, si taxi driver ini yang gue baca di ID Card nya namanya Imam S. (Imam Samudera?) freak abis. Pas ada "gapura" Welcome To Gading Serpong deket jembatan asshobirin aja dia baca keras - keras terus bilang gini, &lt;strong&gt;"weeeesss jembatannya aseeek! Apaan tuh? WELCOME TO GADING SERPONG. Wets, bahasa inggris."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN WTF DUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beralih ke topik lain, hari ini term test Bahasa Indonesia &amp; Geo. Lumayan sih, I can answer most questions so please shout &lt;i&gt;yay&lt;/i&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realized yesterday that &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thisprovidence"&gt;This Providence&lt;/a&gt; is awesomesauce. I've listened to them pretty long, but yeah I just happen to sing random lyrics and this came out of my mouth : &lt;strong&gt;"I'm falling head over heels for you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for 5 minutes I was trying to figure out what song it is. So I googled it and went "oooh right! THIS PROVIDENCE!" And well, I turned on my iPod and started listening to My Beautiful Rescue repeatedly for at least 15 times.&lt;br /&gt;I am retarded. At least I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, I took a few shots with my dear Canon friend which I love so much on Sunday. It was great, me and my dad and Kay went to Foresta and around the lake and such. Fun! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besok term test Business Studies and I already studied yay! It is like, the reason that I can post. Pretty easy to learn. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days left to freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I post My Beautiful Rescue here? Please? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been jumping from the tops of buildings.&lt;br /&gt;For the thrill of the fall. &lt;br /&gt;Ignoring sound advice.&lt;br /&gt;And any thought of consequence.&lt;br /&gt;My bones are shattered.&lt;br /&gt;My pride is shattered.&lt;br /&gt;And in the midst of this self-inflicted pain.&lt;br /&gt;I can see my beautiful rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling more in love.&lt;br /&gt;With every single word I withhold.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling more in love.&lt;br /&gt;With every single word you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm falling head-over-heels for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dancing on the tops of buildings.&lt;br /&gt;At the top of my lungs I'm singing you a song.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;My bones were shattered.&lt;br /&gt;My pride lays shattered.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll trample my pride and tell the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;To dance with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling more in love.&lt;br /&gt;With every single word I withhold.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling more in love.&lt;br /&gt;With every single word you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm falling head-over-heels for you again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying out.&lt;br /&gt;"Wash my hands, these bloody hands Lord. Open my mouth and I'll sing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling more in love.&lt;br /&gt;With every single word I withhold.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling more in love.&lt;br /&gt;With every single word you say.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling head-over-heels for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dancing on the tops of buildings.&lt;br /&gt;With you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;PS :&lt;/B&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/760179/100_indiealternative_love_songs_pg2.html?cat=33"&gt;CLICK THIS!&lt;/a&gt; And sorry for the long post. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveloveloveeeeee,&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-2223521497624378613?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/2223521497624378613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2223521497624378613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2223521497624378613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html' title='omg.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-3293716220886486462</id><published>2009-03-06T20:55:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:06:06.339+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>Tadi gue maen2 ke blog &lt;a href="http://corkedhead.blogspot.com"&gt;Cemara&lt;/a&gt;, terus nemu &lt;font size="30"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.akinator.com"&gt;INI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. GENIUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa, pulang dong. We gotta take some photos at foresta tomorrow and see the diference 10 years later. You promised. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Dad! Cepetan pulang dari Bandung. Btw, gue ga perah ke Bandung loh teman - teman. Penting ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;happy advanced birthday Ariza Atifan.&lt;/strong&gt; Cie 13 taun besok. Semoga jerawatmu berkurang nak. Kadar kengocolannya juga dikurangi, plis. Kapan - kapan balik sini dong, gue ama Khansa kangen nih hahaha. Suara lo masih cempreng ga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-3293716220886486462?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/3293716220886486462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3293716220886486462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3293716220886486462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-3909381088900075539</id><published>2009-03-06T20:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:21:53.591+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Post.</title><content type='html'>Oke since my friends started to have blogs too (yay!) I'll link them. Sambil ngelink gue quick post ya. I BROKE MY PROMISE BTW. Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi term test english berjalan lancar alhamdulillah walopun bagian chronological order itu gue ga yakin apakah Mozart matinya nomor a) Satu b) Dua atau c) Sembilan. Tapi selain itu muluuuuusssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, kita udh dpt ganti buat Mr. Ross. Yaitu Mr. Leo. LEEEOOOO KERIPIK KENTANG ASLI. *sumpah maaf ampuuuuun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pas kemaren english bunyi bel nya special loh. Suaranya bikin kaget dan ngakak. Kan lagi serius tiba2 bel berbunyi. TING NONG NING NOOOOOONG...&lt;strong&gt;ngeeeeek!&lt;/strong&gt; Udah bagus - bagus dan sakral bunyinya, dirusak oleh suara kucing kelindes. Serius. Gue gatau bunyi kucing kelindes/kejepit gimana. Pokoknya ada suara itu. Sekelas gempar. Apakah orang - orang ACOP penyiksa kucing? Ga lah sori ACOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the next term test is on Tuesday, masih lama, jadinya gue post aja lah. It will do no harm. Ya ga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh masa besok gue mau nge-gym loh. Diajakin nyokap. HAHAHA GA PERCAYA YA? Gue juga cuy. Ckck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-3909381088900075539?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/3909381088900075539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3909381088900075539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3909381088900075539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-post.html' title='Quick Post.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-246429593043969941</id><published>2009-03-04T18:09:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:30:05.830+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon, Head On, and Hiatus.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday my dad came home from work and brought. &lt;strong&gt;A. Canon. EOS. 50D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE HOW HAPPY I WAS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sososososoooooooooo awesome! That's kinda my family's "special occasion" camera. I can't use it like everyday and bring it to school, BUT HEEEEECK I LOVE IT! I just took a few shots at my frontyard and captured a fly and a cute cute cute little spider. The focus? Awesome. I feel like a pro. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why yes, &lt;strong&gt;my dad is awesome&lt;/strong&gt;. Love ya dad. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand yesterday I watched the first half of Disaster Movie and got obsessed with this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OofZOOt2Vn4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/OofZOOt2Vn4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I ALMOST FORGOT. Tadi gue dapet 84an unit test Geography kemaren. Agak kecewa sih gue, I expected 90 or above. Oh well. Sorry Miss Tia. :[&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to work extra extra super superly duperly haaaard for the term test next week. That right. And speaking of term test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm planning on a week hiatus.&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, you heard right. Or read. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No chatting, no facebook, no internet whatsoever in a week. Sorry guys, that also includes no blogging. I'll try to resist the urge to turn on my modem and laptop. And I'll try hard for the term test and I mean it. Please pray for me. Pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the hiatus begins in 3, 2, 1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-246429593043969941?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/246429593043969941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/canon-head-on-and-hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/246429593043969941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/246429593043969941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/canon-head-on-and-hiatus.html' title='Canon, Head On, and Hiatus.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-7780710686209369501</id><published>2009-03-03T17:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:16:50.699+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katy Goes Broadway!</title><content type='html'>Since the layout doesn't show the title.. The actual title of this is.. *drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katy Goes Broadway!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're about to know what it means.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaand oh! Kemaren gue beli sketch book baru warnanya ijo and me loves it so muccccchhhhhhh. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I ran out of space in my blue sketch book, so. Bye old blue skecth book. I hope you go to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue excited banget soal sketch book baru gue meskipun agak lebay. Kayak ada magic feel nya bahahah. Enak banget dipake gambar. Padahal sama persis kayak yang biru, beda warna doang, tapi enakan yang ini deh. Anyway, tadi gue lagi gambar Jessica dan Dany pas science. Bagus deh. Biasanya gambar gue suka bagus pas subject science, mandarin, sama math. Karena bosen kali ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba - tiba Mr. Iwan dateng ke meja gue gitu terus sketch book gue diambil. :'[&lt;br /&gt;Gue udah takut mau disita. Poor sketch book. He flipped over the pages dengan bergairah. *apasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi apa yang dia bilang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You got talent, Katy."&lt;/strong&gt; WOOOOOOO! Tapi akhir - akhirnya diceramahin gaboleh gambar pas pelajaran. Biarin deh asal ga disita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya, tadi kita latihan pertama buat &lt;strong&gt;A Glimpse Of Broadway&lt;/strong&gt; for year performance (ya ga sih? lupa). Kita latihan part yang ball dance. Dan beneran ya, untung gue kepilihnya yang di belakang, cuma nari - nari goyang - goyang bentuk kotak, bukan di depan. Kalo nggak, I'd mess it all up. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latihannya memproduksi keringet banget deh. Ulang - ulang terus. Udah gitu abis break malah beda gerakannya. Gue bingung sendiri. &lt;strong&gt;Dan tadi kita mendadak jadi fangirlsnya Darren&lt;/strong&gt; loh. Wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS :&lt;/strong&gt; I just changed the html and made the color for the bold mode different. And I put more links and the "contacts" section. Hope you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-7780710686209369501?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/7780710686209369501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/katy-goes-broadway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7780710686209369501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7780710686209369501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/katy-goes-broadway.html' title='Katy Goes Broadway!'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1677002182879779333</id><published>2009-03-03T12:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:16:22.780+07:00</updated><title type='text'>auooo</title><content type='html'>Sekarang gue ada di library sama Iva &amp; Karina, "ngerjain business studies". Yes, pake tanda kutip. Udah telat 2 days -_- who cares anyway. Keyboardnya ga enak sumpah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1677002182879779333?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1677002182879779333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/auooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1677002182879779333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1677002182879779333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/auooo.html' title='auooo'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6626682721590522654</id><published>2009-03-02T20:50:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:04:06.008+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ga punya mobil..</title><content type='html'>Tadi gue ama adek dan nyokap gue rencana mau beli tinta printer di gramed SMS. Tapi ga ada, jadi pulang decccch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah pas lagi jalan keluar mall, kita ngelewatin pameran mobil gitu deh gue gatau namanya. Tapi tau kan? Pokoknya sering ada di mall, terus ada mobil - mobil and the  creepy sales people and brochures and stuff. Tau kaaaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis itu nyokap gue kaya tb - tb ngmg gitu, "Kak, itu orang norak banget deh, sok - sok dia yang punya mobil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas gue nengok, terlihatlah seorang bapak - bapak gitu lagi duduk di kursi belakang suatu mobil di pameran itu. Dan kayaknya dia udah lama banget ada disitu. Tau ga lagi ngapain? Ketawa - ketawa di telfon, nyender gitu pokoknya (terlalu) santai banget. Sok konglomerat abis beeeeh. Muka dan bajunya ga mendukung tapi. Tapi gayanya udah mengimitasi gitu lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asumsi gue ama nyokap gue sih dia ga punya mobil. Kasian juga sih. Btw, dia tahan loh pengap - pengap an di dalem mobil yang pintunya ditutup, jendela juga, sendirian, ga pake AC. Benar - benar orang yang tegar. Sumpah gue ga ngerti apa yang baru gue tulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma mau ceritain itu doang. Oh ya, kalo bapak - bapak itu adalah anda, ampun ye pak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS :&lt;/strong&gt; SAYA TIDAK ADA MAKSUD MENJELEK - JELEKKAN LHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6626682721590522654?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6626682721590522654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/ga-punya-mobil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6626682721590522654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6626682721590522654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/ga-punya-mobil.html' title='Ga punya mobil..'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-3980744964354670372</id><published>2009-03-01T19:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:24:05.759+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth.</title><content type='html'>Kesabaran itu ada batasnya loh. Walopun cliché, lo pasti setuju. Bahkan bagi orang tersabar segimanapun dia pasti suatu hari gabisa tahan lagi kalo orang udah ngelunjak. Dan itu memang beneran. Bahkan sekarang lagi terjadi di sekitar gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ada salah satu temen sekolah gue, sahabat malah, yang rada ehm.. Egois. Pertamanya gue sih yaaa biasa aja. But it’s gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmen gue ini, sebut aja &lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;, dia punya pacar. Pacar X namanya &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;. Menurut gue dia orangnya baik bangeeeeeeeet dan sabar. Terlalu sabar malah. But that’s a good thing right? Gue seneng banget  pas mereka jadian karena gue sama temen gue yang satunya emang udah mati2an bantuin mereka. Kita setuju banget pas mereka jadian soalnya si Y anaknya kita liat yaaa baik dan setia haha. Baik, perhatian, ga cuek, ga kayak inu.. HAHA CANDA NU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eniwei, selama beberapa minggu mereka jadian, gue agak nyadar aja nih ya. Dari cerita X dan Y, kayaknya X si sahabat gue ini cuek sama Y. Gue sih pertamanya fine – fine aja, karena gue tau kok X itu orangnya cuek dan gasuka diganggu. She needs a lot of privacy. Kadang – kadang sms gue aja suka ga dibales, telfon ga diangkat. Again, pertamanya gue gapapa soal itu. Not really a big deal. Walaupun si Y tanya terus ke gue, &lt;strong&gt;“X marah ga ya sama gue? X gimana ya?”&lt;/strong&gt; gitu terus, tapi gue yakinin dia. X is fine. Dia ga bermaksud bikin Y gimana – gimana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kemaren Jum’at.. Pas gue dan kawan – kawan jalan ke SMS (baca post hari Jum’at) kan tadinya si X excited banget mau jalan ama Y, tapi dia malah ga jadi gitu. Pertamanya kan gue gapapa tuh, terserah dia kan. Tapi pas disana Y keliatannya ga niat idup. Menurut gue sih agak lebay dia waktu itu. Big deal banget gitu. Pas dia telfon X, ga diangkat. Pas dia telfon rumahnya X, gue gatau siapa yang ngangkat, pokoknya sehabis itu dia mukanya langsung antara sedih sama marah. Gue sama temen – temen gue kan nanyain, tapi dia malah bilang, &lt;strong&gt;“ga penting.”&lt;/strong&gt; Dia kayaknya udah sakit banget. Sampe gantungan hapenya dia yang samaan ama X dia copot. Tapi semarah – marahnya dia, kemaren dia masih bela2in beliin kado buat ultah X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren temen – temen gue udah coba ngomong ama X soal ini, tapi dianya malah kayak &lt;strong&gt;“yaudah bodo amat, lanjut”. &lt;/strong&gt;Ya okelah cuek, tapi ga segitunya kali. X egois. Maaf ya, walopun lo temen gue tapi gue gabisa belain lo kalo soal ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue kasian banget sama Y. Gue merasa dia ga dihargai. Gue merasa gue harus ngomong ama X langsung soal ini, tapi ntar kesannya menghakimi banget. Sok tau. Lagian dia pasti ga bakal dengerin gue. And I do realize it’s not my life. It’s theirs. Tapi gue merasa ini udah ga bisa dibiarin. &lt;strong&gt;Y baik banget tapi X kayaknya udah ngelunjak.&lt;/strong&gt; Maaf but it’s the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi yang ngerasa, tolong introspeksi diri. Bagi orang – orang yang tau, diem – diem aja ya. Maaf kalo gue ikut campur tapi ini demi kalian loh. Gue kasian aja ngeliat kalian gini. Semoga lo sadar ya. You know who you are. Makasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-3980744964354670372?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/3980744964354670372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3980744964354670372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3980744964354670372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/03/truth.html' title='the truth.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-4889191318012508565</id><published>2009-02-28T19:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:38:55.643+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire!</title><content type='html'>Halo semua. Maaf tiga kali ngepost dalam sehari. Boredom does this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eniwei sekitar 2 jam yang lalu rumah gue mati lampu selama mungkin 7 menit kali ye. Jadi gue lagi ol dengan damai di kamar, eh tiba2 BREEEET. Gelap deh. Di luar kamar adek2 gue udah pada bertebaran teriak2 lebay gitu. Nyokap ama si mbak langsung sibuk nyalain lilin, bokap cari senter. Gue keluar kamar sambil meraba - raba (maaf bahasanya ga enak) sekitar gue. Lalu gue duduk di sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adek gue dengan begonya duduk di deket lilin. Terus kayak ga mau diem gitu. Yeah he’s hyper. Ya gue kan agak paranoid gitu soa lilin, jadinya gue teriak - teriak gitu kayak "KLAU AWAS KENA LILIN WOY ADUH GIMANA DEH" dan adek gue langsung takut dan diem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of paranoid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue agak takut aja nih sama lilin, gara - gara waktu dulu gue pernah ngalamin kejadian yang bisa ngebunuh sekeluarga gue. And yes, menyangkut lilin. Dan mati lampu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi waktu dulu, rumah gue pernah mati lampu, waktu itu umur gue ya sekitar 8 taunan kali. Terus kan namanya mati lampu pasti lilin dinyalain. Lilinnya ditaro di lantai dan deket lokasi berdirinya lilin, ada karpet. Nah agak begonya, gue lagi maenan tissue. &lt;strong&gt;Remember kids : tissue + fire = A GREAT DISASTER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu, nyokap gue kan bilang, “tissuenya jangan kena lilin ya.” And what did I do instead? Gue malah deketin tissuenya ke lilin. &lt;s&gt;Agak&lt;/s&gt; bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;And the fire burned the tissue immediately. Gue kan kayak panik gitu, jadi gue ketakutan banget gara – gara tissuenya udah mau abis kebakar. You’d probably be asking, “jadi tissuenya?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue lempar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lempar ke mana?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ke karpet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang – orang di ruangan itu langsung panik dan untung aja mbak gue cepet tanggap dan memadamkan api (entah diinjek atau disiram air gue lupa).Gue nangis. Nyokap gue shock. Adek gue ga ngerti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gue. Hampir. Membakar. Rumah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mending deh kalo rumah orang. Ini? Rumah sendiri. Rumah penuh orang. &lt;strong&gt;Keluarga gue.&lt;/strong&gt; Mending kalo kosong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang – kadang gue merasa guilty juga sih kalo nginget – inget kejadian itu. Gimana kalo kejadian beneran? Gimana kalo keesokan harinya koran Kompas judulnya &lt;strong&gt;“Rumah Terbakar Disebabkan Anak Membakar Tissue Menggunakan Lilin Dan Melemparnya”&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue takut. Gue takut semuanya hangus. &lt;strong&gt;Gue takut keluarga gue hangus.&lt;/strong&gt; Gue takut gue mati. &lt;strong&gt;Gue takut mereka mati&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing’s funny about this post. You should learn to be more careful with fire-ish stuff too. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't try that at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-4889191318012508565?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/4889191318012508565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4889191318012508565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/4889191318012508565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/fire.html' title='Fire!'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-2517519442367579581</id><published>2009-02-28T18:37:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:44:08.298+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juanita Puanita.</title><content type='html'>Gue bosen. Gimana ya. Ga pengen kemana-mana, tapi ga pengen dirumah. Pengen ngapa-ngapain, tapi ga mau ada kerjaan. Ughhhhh I'm in the mood to watch my DVDs (WAR OF THE WORLDS!) but I lost all the good ones. Well, not "lost". I just.. can't find them. Ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUT OF TOPIC :&lt;/strong&gt; MITCHELL DAVIS JUST KINDA MADE MY DAY. I checked out his youtube a few minutes ago for the first time in uh, maybe a month. And I found this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/moFEQd0fwLU&amp;hl=en&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/moFEQd0fwLU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell Davis for president. And oh, he really doesn't have a facebook. Eat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-2517519442367579581?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/2517519442367579581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/juanita-puanita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2517519442367579581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/2517519442367579581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/juanita-puanita.html' title='Juanita Puanita.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-7947873917075132770</id><published>2009-02-28T12:31:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:07:20.155+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>Hari ini.. well, ngebosenin. Tadinya diajak Inu jalan.. Trus gw kayak inget gt ada janji ama Nadira sama Irma jalan - jalan, tapi tadi gue telfon katanya gajadi. Padahal udah lama gitu ga ktemu. Tp biarin lah, gue juga masih kecapekan dari kemaren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaand &lt;b&gt;I kinda miss my iPod.&lt;/b&gt; JANICE STOLE IT YESTERDAY &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;ga nyolong sih, guenya yang lupa ngambil. Kemaren gue nitip eh lupa smpe dia pulang gt. Yasudah lah Jan, rejeki mu nak. Gue sendiri ga ngerti apa yang baru gue ketik. Bodo lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mau iseng ya dikit, ini note facebook yang ngetag gue &lt;a href="http://thosebittenapples.blogspot.com"&gt;Mbak Anggra&lt;/a&gt; tapi gue gapernah post sampe sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;s&gt;You have to tag the person who tagged you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sori, ga ada tag2an. If you like this then go post your own somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;1. My birth name is Katyusha Methanisa.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love my name.&lt;br /&gt;3. My parents said that it just popped outta nowhere so yay them.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm currently in middle school,&lt;br /&gt;5. And yes, that means I'm underage.&lt;br /&gt;6. I never care about it though,&lt;br /&gt;7. Because I do anything I want.. Not really. But yes, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm part of the most amazing, awesome, and hyper-ish class I've ever been in, 7C. :]&lt;br /&gt;9. I lovelovelove my class and classmates and class advisor. They're the best and you can never imagine anyone better than (most of) them.&lt;br /&gt;10. I do things not just because everyone else's doing it. Except, well, blogspot. ;P&lt;br /&gt;11. I don't do something because someone wants me to. I do it because I want to.&lt;br /&gt;12. Well sometimes I just can't refuse my friends if they told me to do something.&lt;br /&gt;13. And that's my weakness.&lt;br /&gt;14. If I just can't take something anymore, I'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;15. I heart orange and/or purple converse. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;16. I absolutely looooove perry the platypus.&lt;br /&gt;17. I love Katy Perry even when she wears something that shows her skin.. too much.&lt;br /&gt;18. I love my CCA, photography.&lt;br /&gt;19. THE ABOVE STATEMENT IS FALSE.&lt;br /&gt;20. Karina and Khansa are the bestest friends I could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;21. I don't like sports and that makes me a weirdo. :]&lt;br /&gt;22. I HATE RUNNING.&lt;br /&gt;23. I pick my nails when I'm in the mood, even if it makes my fingers bleed.&lt;br /&gt;24. I could sleep almost anywhere and anytime I want.&lt;br /&gt;25. I could bend my left thumb so it touches my wrist.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-7947873917075132770?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/7947873917075132770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7947873917075132770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7947873917075132770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-7420401102739456440</id><published>2009-02-27T20:06:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:06:18.385+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Underworld.</title><content type='html'>Leher gue pegel deh. Apa ada hubungannya dengan post yang ini? Yak benar, ga ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini cukup nyapein, dan gw banyak terluka (agak ga enak bahasanya ya) dari pagi sampe tadi pas pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pas pulang sekolah, gw turun tangga sama Karina (tangga emang agak sial ya akhir - akhir ini kayaknya), ada anak 7A gue ga kenal gitu lagi muter2in tongkat bambu Jafar bekas drama Alladin kemaren.&lt;br /&gt;Sok gitu hahaha. Terus pas gw lewat tiba2 &lt;strong&gt;JEDUUUK, perut gua kesodok men&lt;/strong&gt;. Sakit buset. Gw langsung tepar di lantai gitu. Dianya sih kayak minta maaf gitu tapi ketawa juga. Anak yang waktu itu jadi jin botol di drama juga keluar kelas terus nontonin gue gitu. Karina juga ngakak. Bukannya bantuin lo Kar. Ckck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus kan rencananya pulang sekolah gue, Khansa, Gino, Kittan, Jim, Janice, plus Iva langsung cabut ke SMS mau nonton &lt;strong&gt;Underworld : Rise Of The Lycans&lt;/strong&gt;. Gue, Khansa, Kittan, Gino naek mobil Khansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas nungguin, Abi ama adeknya Abi, Dimas keliaran depan Coffee Toffee. Yaudah gw ama Khansa langsung yang kayak "DIMAAAAAAS" terus peluk2in Dimas gitu yaampun lucu banget deh.&lt;br /&gt;Abis puas maen2 ama Dimas kan gue balik ke Coffee Toffee gt ama Khansa, eh ada Fathan muncul sebelah gue. Terus Khansa kayak dorong gw gt ke arah Fathan, gw ngehindar, &lt;strong&gt;eh malah kepeleset&lt;/strong&gt;. Sumpah malu2in, dan ada supir kurang ajar yang ngetawain gue. Yang lebih parah, gue lupa bangun! Bahaha terus gw duduk di tengah jalan sambil nutupin muka gitu. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu nyampe ke SMS, terjadi hal yang sangat ganjil. &lt;strong&gt;Hari ini banyak banget orang botak ya ternyata&lt;/strong&gt;, tadi gue ama Khansa liat lebih dari 5 loh. Kalo ga gundul, ya pitak lah seenggaknya. Bagi yang bapaknya botak, no offense ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tadi pas masuk SMS kita kan lagi liat jadwal film nya, eh ada mas - mas baju ijo (selanjutnya akan dipanggil MMBI) lagi duduk, jaraknya ga sampe satu meter dari kita. Pertamanya gue yang liat dia. Hal yang terjadi adalah sebagai berikut :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katy :&lt;/strong&gt; *liat sekeliling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MMBI : &lt;/strong&gt;*mulut mangap, pandangan kosong, mata menatap (rada) tajam mengarah ke Kittan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katy :&lt;/strong&gt; *takut*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katy :&lt;/strong&gt; "Sa, liat ke kiri deh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; *nengok* "WAKAKAKAKAK MUKANYA GA NAHAN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katy &amp; Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; *ketawa bareng*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khansa :&lt;/strong&gt; "woy Tan, itu ada mas - mas ngeliatin lo loh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kittan :&lt;/strong&gt; *bergeming*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pas gue nengok lagi.. Dia lagi ngeliatin gue. Sebetulnya dia liatin kita semua. Terutama Kittan. Terus gw ajak yang lain cepet2 jalannya. &lt;strong&gt;Pas gue nengok lagi.. JENG JENG JENG JEEEEENG. Pandangan dia ngikutin kita.&lt;/strong&gt; NGERI. Dugaan gue sama Khansa sih dia gay. Mukanya agak mendukung. Tapi gatau juga sih. Oh iya, Iva pulang soalnya dia gaboleh nonton Underworld, kasian banget decccccc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis makan, jam 4 kita masuk ke studio 4 XXI. Film berjalan selama.. 2 jam ya? Janice &amp; me giggled (bukan giggled sih, tepatnya ngakak ditahan) all over the part where the lycans were like WOOOOOO and attacked all the werewolves (werewolves atau orang - orang ya? Lupa, pokoknya protect the vampires intinya, sorry underworld fans, I'm not really an Underworld person)and all..&lt;br /&gt;The part where ada ibu2 gj pake semacem kerudung ijo terus mukanya ga nahan, kayak yang &lt;strong&gt;"TOLONG SAYAAAAA HUAA"&lt;/strong&gt; terus ngeden gitu. Kayak di film hidayah tepatnya. Btw, I have to admit.. Menurut gue filmnya okay, tapi ga terlalu bagus banget. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah itu kita muter2 dari paperclip beli kertas sticker buat science, terus ke toko2 kalung etc gt, nemenin Jim ama Gino cari2 kado buat ehmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas semuanya udah pada pulang, tinggal gue ama Gino. Gino disuruh nyamper ke kakaknya jadi gue nunggu sendiri deh, kayanya sih 15 menitan abisnya nyokap gue malah ketiduran pas mau jemput -_-". Malesin abis. Udah gitu pas udah ketemu nyokap malah dimarahin gr2 ga angkat telfon. Sumpah ya salah gue apa, cuma silent hape aja ampe segitunya deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS : WE ARE NOT ANIMALS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-7420401102739456440?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/7420401102739456440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/underworld.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7420401102739456440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/7420401102739456440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/underworld.html' title='Underworld.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1432214545495037424</id><published>2009-02-26T16:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:09:48.965+07:00</updated><title type='text'>In pain.</title><content type='html'>Pada detik ini gue baru pulang sekolah + CCA. Dan rasanya? Sakit. Kenapa sakit? &lt;strong&gt;KAKI GUE KEPELITEK NYET!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah ya maksiat banget ni hari. Udah gua ketipu (bukan ketipu sih, lebih tepatnya kemakan gosip) kalo hari ini ada hair inspection gitu, kan gw kapok poni udah berakhir dengan tragis tuh semester lalu, jadi gue jepit poni gue. Dan tau ga? &lt;em&gt;Muka saya jadi hancur.&lt;/em&gt; Nah gw bela2in tuh dari pagi nahan malu diketawain anak - anak. Taunya? Beh, ga ada tuh yang namanya hair inspection sial. Anjrit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis gitu tadi pas jam pelajaran pertama ama kedua ada Unit Test geography. Sumpah ya gw gatau apaan tuh yg namanya &lt;strong&gt;international date line&lt;/strong&gt;. Mampus aja gue.&lt;br /&gt;Habis recess ada pelajaran math dan ngerjain worksheet.. Gue juga pasrah kalo ini. Kayanya salah semua. Maaf ya mama, papa, anakmu telah gagal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it off.. Tadi abis CCA Photography yang berlangsung bosenin parah, gue ama Thifal &amp; Ankie turun tangga rencananya mau ke coffee toffee. Abis turun tangga pas lagi ngobrol, terjadilah azab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KREK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaki gue. &lt;em&gt;Kaki gue bunyi&lt;/em&gt;. Kaki gue bunyi "krek". Tau apa artinya? Kaki gue terkilir. SAKIT CUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue langsung kayak yang &lt;strong&gt;"ANJRIT KAKI GUA KEPELITEK! MAMAAAA HUHUHU"&lt;/strong&gt; terus si Thifal ama Ankie malah nontonin gue ngesot di lantai sambil teriak - teriak. Benar - benar teman teladan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah maafin saya kalau banyak dosa, jangan hukum saya lagi ya Allah. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1432214545495037424?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1432214545495037424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1432214545495037424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1432214545495037424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-pain.html' title='In pain.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-1611635620685472897</id><published>2009-02-24T17:01:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:18:04.006+07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 minutes</title><content type='html'>Kemaren gw binus buzz, tapi ga kerja. Jadi Zao (the head editor or something, you get the point) bikin game gt ada dua. yg pertama &lt;strong&gt;meet the crew&lt;/strong&gt; (which is pretty uneffective because i didn't get the chance to play.. whatevs), di binus buzz kan belom terlalu hafal nama²nya, jadi kayak suruh ngafal nama gt sepuluh menit, terus yg dapet bola kertas suruh sebutin nama gt deh, tau kan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trs the second game namanya &lt;strong&gt;8 minutes on the keyboard&lt;/strong&gt; (lame much?). Jadi suruh ngetik nonstop, kalo gatau mau ketik apa boleh ketik nonsense kok, pokoknya selama 8 menit tapi topiknya ditentuin. Topik yang dikasih ttg games yg lagi dimainin (i know right?). Gw save loh hahahaaay berikut adalah hasil ngetik gue :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hi I’m Katy from 7c and I’m binus buzz layout designer and I pretty much don’t do anything because everyone else’s already doing the job for me, so. And today we REALLY and by really I mean REAAAAALLLYYYYYY not doing anything in here, just playing games and so-called fun-stuff or anything like that and we played 2 games (not played though, it’s play because the other game is typing this so I’m doing it right now and you get the point I know you do). The first game is “meet the crew” and from the title you probably already guessed that it’s about meeting the crew. But you’re wrong HA. You suck.&lt;br /&gt;Meet the crew is a game about getting to know each other more, since most of us don’t know everyone else’s names so yeah, it’s pretty much about “what’s his name” and “he’s a copy editor and he’s in the seventh grade oh you’re wrong” and anything like it. You see the point? I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;And the second game is pretty tiring and I’m doing it right now, it’s about type type type type type on your keyboard for like, the whole 8 minutes I mean ISN’T THAT TIRING? Not really though because I’m typing nonsense right now and the grammar? It sucks. So sorry guys I’m just doing what Zao wants omg omg omg omg it’s one minute left uh great omg omg omg I don’t know what to type anymore I mean i run outta topic and it’s making me panic like craaaaaazy 5 4 3 2 1.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's gay. I SO KNOW. I couldn't think -_- don't blame me, sheesh. At least I didn't stop for like the whole 8 minutes so yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, my friend Nadira is having her birthday today. Happy birthday Nadiraaaaa, have a kickass day! And have some cookies. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-1611635620685472897?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/1611635620685472897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-minutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1611635620685472897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/1611635620685472897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-minutes.html' title='8 minutes'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6252767106701186388</id><published>2009-02-24T12:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T12:06:27.113+07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAAAAA</title><content type='html'>I'm at the school library right now with Iva, Khansa, and Karina. But mainly Iva only, because Khansa and Karina are busy with the so-called good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya tadi gw unit test Bahasa Indonesia dan (agak) gampang sih tp ada yg ngasal gtu. Bodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma mo update doang haha bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6252767106701186388?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6252767106701186388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/aaaaaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6252767106701186388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6252767106701186388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/aaaaaaaaa.html' title='AAAAAAAAA'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-6324669520677362590</id><published>2009-02-22T17:12:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:18:36.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh!</title><content type='html'>Corn syrup belinya dimana sih? Like seriously I've been searching everywhere tapi ga ada yang jual. Gw udah nemu pewarnanya sih.. tapi corn syrupnya gimana ya. Yang tau kasih tau dong I'm begging you from the very bottom of my little heart PLEASE TELL MEEEEE. I'm dying to make that fake blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-6324669520677362590?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/6324669520677362590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6324669520677362590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/6324669520677362590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/ugh.html' title='Ugh!'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5134108379330723020</id><published>2009-02-22T12:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:39:55.328+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake blood.</title><content type='html'>Hi it's me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pagi gw baru inget kalo gw pernah liat tutorial fake blood gt top deh di deviantArt. And seeing that today I'm not going anywhere, so I decided to make that rock-paper-scissor-win fake blood. It looks easy and supah-awesoooomee! Ntar gw kayaknya bakal ke farmer's market dulu tapi buat beli corn syrup nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya trs pas gw search di deviantArt ketemu juga tutorial buat bikin wound2 gt deh dari wax and it's also top-notch. Masalahnya gw gatau beli wax nya dimana. Anyways, here are the links :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dasmeinunddein.deviantart.com/art/5-steps-fakeblood-tutorial-72982101"&gt;FAKE BLOOD.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetgreychaos.deviantart.com/art/Wax-Cut-Tutorial-47671063"&gt;WAX CUT.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw yang tau beli wax nya kasih tau yaaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit :&lt;/strong&gt; nanti kalo gw udah bikin i'll post the pics immediately so you can see, yay for fake blood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-5134108379330723020?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5134108379330723020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/fake-blood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5134108379330723020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5134108379330723020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/fake-blood.html' title='Fake blood.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-5556680172100526731</id><published>2009-02-21T21:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:34:11.192+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Promise.</title><content type='html'>Hmm. Kayaknya gw bakal left multiply (again, huh) for good. Kayaknya gw ga bakal kesitu2 lagi karena setiap gw ke multiply kayaknya ga ada yg baca, percuma gitu. Dan kadang kalo gw di sekolah ada kejadian apaaa gitu, pasti gw mikir, "this has to be posted on multiply." Tp pas gw buka sitenya.. I lost the mood. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I, Katyusha Methanisa, decided to be on blogspot 'cause I wanna be kewl like everyone else. LOL. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-5556680172100526731?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/5556680172100526731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/yet-another-promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5556680172100526731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/5556680172100526731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/yet-another-promise.html' title='Yet Another Promise.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953150361595381762.post-3384736293482369940</id><published>2009-02-21T19:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:53:20.463+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a love story baby, just say yes.</title><content type='html'>Itu adalah title yang ter-awkward an ga nyambung untuk post gw yg pertama. Oh hi btw, &lt;strong&gt;I'm Katy.&lt;/strong&gt; And i'm pretty nice, me thinks. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hint : only nice people say "hi".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm new in blogspot.. so. I'm a pretty quick learner though *lies*. Oke cuma mo ngmg itu doang, have fun, walk around and bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT :&lt;/strong&gt; oh, ternyata kita gabisa view title ya? Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Katy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8953150361595381762-3384736293482369940?l=bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/feeds/3384736293482369940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-love-story-baby-just-say-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3384736293482369940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8953150361595381762/posts/default/3384736293482369940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bouncekatybounce.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-love-story-baby-just-say-yes.html' title='It&apos;s a love story baby, just say yes.'/><author><name>katastrophic.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09994947556282128347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6l2y3xd2Qs/TB0s-S0bnYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/j31ejsT2-XA/S220/shawtyyy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
