<?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-3497472282598482851</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:37:57.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ my life is a movie ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>me and you are the players, and GOD is a director</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497472282598482851/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ayu ambarsari hanafiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09609997213805809459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uAKMCOca8s/TzzGuX8H_3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/V2fo8WPfCT4/s220/390241_2962770065784_1157554092_33297981_987127671_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497472282598482851.post-979557485289982777</id><published>2010-04-18T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:36:03.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxpbnCv2NX8/S8njI5n230I/AAAAAAAAAIY/OHkxPAK0YdY/s1600/Please,+don%27t+leave+me%21.aspx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxpbnCv2NX8/S8njI5n230I/AAAAAAAAAIY/OHkxPAK0YdY/s200/Please,+don%27t+leave+me%21.aspx.jpg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malam minggu saya habiskan dengan melaksanakan tugas jaga junior clerk ship di Rumah Sakit. Disaat teman-teman yang lain mengeluh karena malam minggu mereka yang agak sedikit terganggu, saya cuman bisa meringis bego and acting like everything was okay. Hey, sama kayak kalian, i miss my boyfriend too.. You are way luckier coz your bf is in the same town, you can meet him everytime you want. You can ask him to come when you miss him, you can go out to the cinema or get a dinner in almost every nights that you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's 00.20 am. Entering Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before i go to bed and make a beautiful dream about you.. Kaka, i just want to say, tonite i'm feeling too afraid of losing you. i miss you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And o yeah, happy wedding anniversary for your parents, i love them! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For my mom who's sleeping beside me rite now, good nite Ibu.. I love you full :* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥, ayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497472282598482851-979557485289982777?l=lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/979557485289982777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com/2010/04/missing-someone.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497472282598482851/posts/default/979557485289982777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497472282598482851/posts/default/979557485289982777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com/2010/04/missing-someone.html' title='Missing someone'/><author><name>ayu ambarsari hanafiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09609997213805809459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uAKMCOca8s/TzzGuX8H_3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/V2fo8WPfCT4/s220/390241_2962770065784_1157554092_33297981_987127671_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxpbnCv2NX8/S8njI5n230I/AAAAAAAAAIY/OHkxPAK0YdY/s72-c/Please,+don%27t+leave+me%21.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497472282598482851.post-562862519238174648</id><published>2010-04-16T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:24:27.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling for someone you never thought you'd fall for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxpbnCv2NX8/S8gcMMVvRzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/dn5inS7Bvkk/s1600/ffcbce7516d3b127fc0d7fdd31459675.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxpbnCv2NX8/S8gcMMVvRzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/dn5inS7Bvkk/s200/ffcbce7516d3b127fc0d7fdd31459675.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I’m starting a new life. It’s actually not really a completely new life, I guess. Somethings are still the same, some are changing. An unpredictable one &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Hallo, I’m Ayu, a 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; year med student. Start from now on, this blog is officially my virtual diary. I’m gonna write down some of my stories, a happy one and a bad one. So, feel free to read, I appreciate it! ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened to my life lately. Something happy, like I’ve told you before.. it changes my life and I’m sooo blessed. Someone new came into my life, someone who never I thought before, he always makes me laugh in many ways.. I think I never let any single day pass by without laughing. See, how happy I am right now ^.^ Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;He is my boyfriend. I call him Kaka as his nickname. He’s truly a complete package for me. He can be a brother, a bestfriend and a boyfriend at the same time. Yipppiiiy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the way we met?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, he was my senior at senior high school. I knew him as a very annoying person who has a very ‘songong’ face. He and his friends were known as a rulesbreakers at school. Yeah, he was famous in the other way =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;There’s a story that I remember the most related with him. One day, I went to the canteen and I met him with his annoying friends. Suddenly I heard someone shouted me in the back “Halo Ayu Ambarawa!”, I looked at him, and he laughed. SUCKS. I never forget it until now. He did it not because he liked me or what, but it was because I was his friend’s date at that time. Since that moment, I hated him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he graduated from high school. I forgot him. He didn’t remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met again, accidently, on twitter. After 6 years we’ve never met each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;We said hi, and we played a fool joke on twitter. Then amazingly, I fell in love with him. And he came back to town. We met then we decided to make a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He changes my life. He makes me start a new happy life. With all of his jokes, the way he says the L word everyday, and with his lovely family that makes me feel that I have a second family. I love the way he makes me feel.. The love&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; ☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him everyday, everyday.. because we’re having a long distance relationship (yess, again). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it's corny for some people. Especially for those of you who are not in love. But I can't help it, I have to share this feeling with someone otherwise I might explode. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this feeling what I’m feeling right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s something big. You know the answer ;)&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥, ayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3497472282598482851-562862519238174648?l=lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com/feeds/562862519238174648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com/2010/04/falling-for-someone-you-never-thought.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497472282598482851/posts/default/562862519238174648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497472282598482851/posts/default/562862519238174648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofbrokenwhite.blogspot.com/2010/04/falling-for-someone-you-never-thought.html' title='Falling for someone you never thought you&apos;d fall for'/><author><name>ayu ambarsari hanafiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09609997213805809459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uAKMCOca8s/TzzGuX8H_3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/V2fo8WPfCT4/s220/390241_2962770065784_1157554092_33297981_987127671_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxpbnCv2NX8/S8gcMMVvRzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/dn5inS7Bvkk/s72-c/ffcbce7516d3b127fc0d7fdd31459675.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
