<?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-6701755439722056379</id><updated>2011-07-08T18:50:06.324+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordplay</title><subtitle type='html'>alphabets-words-sentences-paragraph-story</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-3810876884932460460</id><published>2010-07-28T17:51:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:36:50.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer, Cohen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/TFAUSqheEiI/AAAAAAAAACA/c2TQKp_AN1k/s1600/seth+summer.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/TFAUSqheEiI/AAAAAAAAACA/c2TQKp_AN1k/s400/seth+summer.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498917455904248354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seth : Do you have any idea how pathetic it is to listen to you talk about mergers while some guy                     just stares at your boobs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer : Which guy was staring at my boobs?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth: Who cares? The point is if that guy doesn't know you, he doesn't care who you really are. He has no idea that every day of third grade, you shared your lunch with that little skinny squirrel who kept getting his nuts stolen by that fat squirrel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Summer : I hated that mean squirrel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seth : And, none of those guys were there when you had to read your poem out loud in class and your hand was shaking because                     you were nervous and you cared what the other kids thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Summer : Poem? What poem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seth : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I Wish I Was A Mermaid.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: You remember that? That was, like, sixth grade.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth : "I wish I was a mermaid and was friends with all the fish, a shiny tail and seashells, that's—&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer kisses Seth&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth : —what I would wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sweet, isnt it?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-3810876884932460460?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/3810876884932460460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=3810876884932460460' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/3810876884932460460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/3810876884932460460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-cohen.html' title='Summer, Cohen'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/TFAUSqheEiI/AAAAAAAAACA/c2TQKp_AN1k/s72-c/seth+summer.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-5497056761590456839</id><published>2009-10-19T22:34:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:48:16.302+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have to Fall Asleep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;When you're dreaming with a broken heart the waking up is the hardest part"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Dreaming with a broken heart, John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-5497056761590456839?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/5497056761590456839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=5497056761590456839' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5497056761590456839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5497056761590456839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-i-have-to-fall-asleep.html' title='Do I have to Fall Asleep?'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-5241503057799699745</id><published>2009-10-15T17:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T18:13:41.140+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song For No One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;H-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since my last ambition about seaworld. But thanks God, life is getting cooler each day : )&lt;br /&gt;So, here i am. With bunches of my  mood stabilizer. Fall into their stories like watching a series. To be honest, it's fun. Laughing or just distract it. It's good to see someone happy, and i hope everyone do. About how they're moving on or just make a move.&lt;br /&gt;And the love song is dedicated for no one. Not for an old love nor lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Au revoir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-5241503057799699745?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/5241503057799699745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=5241503057799699745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5241503057799699745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5241503057799699745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-song-for-no-one.html' title='Love Song For No One'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-6831356740844507168</id><published>2009-08-30T23:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:29:04.694+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesesesesea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SpqmRbJrC9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/GSvqPpNnbxQ/s1600-h/sea-world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SpqmRbJrC9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/GSvqPpNnbxQ/s320/sea-world.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375791923496422354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sea world Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey you all. Just wondering how cool if i can break my fasting in sea world. Late night thought so it's a bit confusing, even weird huh? So, close the window and have a nice dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Hearts &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-6831356740844507168?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/6831356740844507168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=6831356740844507168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/6831356740844507168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/6831356740844507168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/08/sesesesesea.html' title='Sesesesesea'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SpqmRbJrC9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/GSvqPpNnbxQ/s72-c/sea-world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-2795996677978961988</id><published>2009-07-09T09:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:55:15.184+07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Told by Gigi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. how to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. and maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. maybe the happy ending is just moving on. or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls and broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment... you never gave up hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gigi in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's Just not That Into You-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-2795996677978961988?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/2795996677978961988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=2795996677978961988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/2795996677978961988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/2795996677978961988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-told-by-gigi.html' title='As Told by Gigi'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-8722687505947653324</id><published>2009-06-23T22:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:21:54.930+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Like You're Dying</title><content type='html'>tic tac tic tac&lt;br /&gt;Times go by too fast when you stop counting but it goes slower when you want it to come faster&lt;br /&gt;and so do life, love and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Some says we have to be optimist on what we take.&lt;br /&gt;Does it true at all?&lt;br /&gt;What if we fail when we believe ourselves too much?&lt;br /&gt;It hurts more, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Some says : Failure is the way to success &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;there won't be success without failure first....&lt;br /&gt;What if we failed and down then too scared to try?&lt;br /&gt;Or .......... What if we can't face the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for six years.&lt;br /&gt;wishing, guessing, trying, praying.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not now but later. Someday.&lt;br /&gt;A year later, two years later, three years later, four years later..............................................&lt;br /&gt;Shall i count or try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-8722687505947653324?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/8722687505947653324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=8722687505947653324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/8722687505947653324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/8722687505947653324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-like-youre-dying.html' title='Live Like You&apos;re Dying'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-4279621871416427783</id><published>2009-06-07T19:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:27:36.648+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye  US</title><content type='html'>Hey how's your day everyone? Me worse! Few hours ago I just took the second part of afs test. The interview. OMG I feel like I ruined my dreams and future in just 60 minutes. Horrible, isn't it? God show me  your miracle please. Today going worse. I. Was trapped in traffic, my mom mad all the time, i've got stomachache, my interview didn't go well, I've got the wrong answer and yeah it's the worst day ever. You know I wish I could press a remote and rewind it. Somebody wake me up from this nightmare. I hope nothing. So this is a bye bye for US and Europe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-4279621871416427783?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/4279621871416427783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=4279621871416427783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/4279621871416427783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/4279621871416427783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-us.html' title='Bye  US'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-5239488222965208909</id><published>2009-05-29T11:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:45:00.212+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine after the rain</title><content type='html'>Heeeeeeey! So here I am. Stealing my daddy's bb, hide it behind my biology book, and pretend like I'm studying so hard. Yes I'm stressing out about the test, the score, teachers, and all. I need some kind of refreshment like going somewhere else without book and school things in my mind. But, I'm afraid I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm it's 9.30 everybody. I'm going crazy waiting for my score every single day. Hoping mine are good though in fact I wasn't. Spending my whole to take course but yeah I'm still failed. Could you please tell me how to be smart in 1 hour, a day or at least a week? Sigh. And I keep filling my mind with the science and the social class things. Well, I'm lil a bit confused when people judging that science class is better than social. Maybe in some other ways the answer could be yes but heyyy social is not bad. It is okay for me if I go to social class but obviously it's not okay for my mom and dad. The only reason I wanna go to science is to make them happy. Maybe there's a little satisfaction if I get into the science class, but yeah I'm not good at remembering the dates, places, people's name like social class do. I love counting more! I feel guilty to my parent if i can't go to science class. &lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, please increase my knowledge and please broden my intelligent, Amin.&lt;br /&gt;Btw I'm counting on the result day. AFS I mean. Hmm I'm gonna pray isya now I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-5239488222965208909?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/5239488222965208909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=5239488222965208909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5239488222965208909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5239488222965208909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunshine-after-rain_28.html' title='Sunshine after the rain'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-3709499571645388855</id><published>2009-03-04T19:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:44:07.431+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kata Kakak Saya Ibu Orangnya Baik...</title><content type='html'>Ini cerita gue di hari senin di pelajaran ekonomi. Jadi ya kan gue remedial ekonomi nah terus pas senin kemarin hasilnya dibagiin. Gue kira kan ya nilainya membaik. Taunya nilai gue yang awalnya 56 turun jadi 54. Terus baliklah gue ke meja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella : nilai lo berapa nin?&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : 54 bel.. yah gue jadi pengen nangis deh&lt;br /&gt;Bella : eh eh jangan nangis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi terlambat. Gue udah keburu menitikkan air mata (apa tau ya). Terus langsung deh teman-teman menghiburku. nah terusnya si ibu sinden, guru ekonomi gue yang nyinden itu, bagi-bagiin lks kan. Dipanggil nama anaknya satu-satu ke depan. Terus si Bella dipanggil nah pas balik gue liat nilai lksnya 75 apa 80 gitu kalo ga salah. Nah terus gue sama Bella izin deh ke toilet bentar. Pas balik ternyata lks gue udah selesai dikoreksi jadi langsung gue comot dari mejanya si ibu guru sinden panggung itu. Dan dengan sabarnya ku bolak-balik kertas lksnya. Amboi! Alangkah terkejutnya gue ngeliat nilai gue hanya 65. Ohmygod padahal asal kalian semua tahu, lks itu gue kerjain full, ga ada yang bolong sama sekali. Akhirnya dengan ditemani Firdha Islamy, gue protes ke depan. Eh nyampe sana gue dikacangin. Bayangin coba udah nilai ulangan remed (lagi), lks 65 plus dikacangin lagi. Gondok deh gue. tapi gue ga pantang menyerah pas bel gue mencoba minta nilai lagi sama si ibu yang satu itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Bu, nilai saya kok segini? saya kan ngerjainnya full bu, liat tuh&lt;br /&gt;Bella : iya bu tuh dia ngerjain semuanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;si ibu sinden tetap membisu sambil tersenyum ngeselin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : ayolah bu tambahin nilai saya&lt;br /&gt;Teman- Teman : iya bu tambahin dong dia kan adenya fadil bu&lt;br /&gt;Ibu S : Fadil? (muka kaget gimana gitu)&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Iya bu. Saya adenya Fadil Pratama, sekarang udah alumni&lt;br /&gt;Ibu S : oh yang sekarang di padjajaran ya?&lt;br /&gt;Nanin &amp;amp; teman-teman : iya bu, tuh kan ibu kenal&lt;br /&gt;Ibu S : Oh iya. ambil jurusan apa dia.&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : HI bu&lt;br /&gt;Ibu S : tapi kok kamu ga mirip sama dia?&lt;br /&gt;Bella, Galuh, Firdha : bener kok bu dia adenya fadil. Orang waktu itu kita pernah ketemu kok&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Ya Allah ibu beneran deh ya. Nih mama saya namanya tuti papa saya namanya Firdaus, ibu kan suka manggil mama saya ke sekolah&lt;br /&gt;Ibu S : oh iya bener-bener&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : liat aja kakak saya namanya Fadil Pratama Ramadhan Putra, nama saya Fataninda Dwi Kesuma Putri tuh kan polanya sama, orang papahnya sama. Kakak saya bilang ibu orangnya baik. Tapi kok ibu jahat sama saya? Kakak saya aja yang sering buat mama saya dipanggil ke sekolah nilainya bagus. Kok saya yang ga pernah bikin mama saya dipanggil sekolah nilainya jelek?&lt;br /&gt;Ibu S : Abis kamu suka ngobrol sih.............&lt;br /&gt;blablablablabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan berlalulah perbincangan yang sedikit alot dengan si ibu sinden itu. Tapi lumayanlah nilai lks gue jadi 7. Alhamdulillah hirrabbil alamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian dulu cerita saya hari ini. Wassalammualaikum wr. wb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-3709499571645388855?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/3709499571645388855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=3709499571645388855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/3709499571645388855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/3709499571645388855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/03/kata-kakak-saya-ibu-orangnya-baik.html' title='Kata Kakak Saya Ibu Orangnya Baik...'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-5526215020783826553</id><published>2009-02-18T19:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:51:18.264+07:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing I couldn't stand off (again)</title><content type='html'>I guess I love someone easily and now I can't stand off this. I never know what shall the future bring and I don't hope too much for this one. Call me lame but ya what can I do when I couldn't stand off with this feeling anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-5526215020783826553?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/5526215020783826553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=5526215020783826553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5526215020783826553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5526215020783826553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-thing-i-couldnt-stand-off-again.html' title='One thing I couldn&apos;t stand off (again)'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-7169816831326550487</id><published>2009-01-20T20:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:53:44.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>May I ....</title><content type='html'>Mom......&lt;br /&gt;May I go to Java Jazz?&lt;br /&gt;May I skip school tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;May I have a long holiday?&lt;br /&gt;May I ask for extra money?&lt;br /&gt;May I borrow your car?&lt;br /&gt;May I have your brain for math?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like going somewhere with me tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like buying me pizza, i'm craving for it!&lt;br /&gt;Would you like let me skip the school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, i love you more if you let me do that. May I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-7169816831326550487?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/7169816831326550487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=7169816831326550487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/7169816831326550487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/7169816831326550487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/01/may-i.html' title='May I ....'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-7154511978093053293</id><published>2009-01-18T20:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:33:57.986+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsesi</title><content type='html'>Semenjak guru bk gue ngasih tau peringkat-peringkat kelas gue semester satu kemaren gue jadi punya obsesi baru sekarang. Dan tau ga sih my &lt;strong&gt;biggest &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;deepest&lt;/strong&gt; obsession for now is : &lt;strong&gt;RANKING 1&lt;/strong&gt;! Haha muluk mungkin kedengerannya, jangan kan elo gue juga mikir itu tuh muluk banget ya. Fyi, gue ranking 26 dari 39 siswa. Well, at first sih ya gue pikir itu biasa aja, ga bagus tapi at least ga jelek juga. Tapi begitu besoknya gue denger nyokap gue shock begitu gue kasih tau peringkat gue, gue jadi mikir &lt;em&gt;"emang segitu jelek ya?"&lt;/em&gt; dan sekarang gue sadar kalo itu tuh emang jelek bangeeeeeeeeeeeet ya. Makanya dari kemaren ya gue berkhayal jadi anak pinter yang ranking 1. Bukannya gue mau sok-sok pinter (emang ga pinter) , tapi gue tuh cuma pengen tau rasanya jadi ranking satu tuh gimana. Pokoknya nih gue nazar kalo gue ranking 1 gue mau puasa seminggu ah. Pray for me pleaseeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh eh by the way nyokap gue luluh juga. Akhirnya gue dibeliin tiket jason mraz! Pertamanya nyokap gue udah bener-bener ga mau beliin tiketnya tuh eh untungnya temen-temennya nyokap gue tuh baik banget ya, jadi mereka ngebujukin nyokap gue. I love you deh tante-tante!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-7154511978093053293?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/7154511978093053293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=7154511978093053293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/7154511978093053293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/7154511978093053293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/01/obsesi.html' title='Obsesi'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-4581021472405631399</id><published>2009-01-18T20:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:50:00.379+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh</title><content type='html'>You know I like Jason Mraz so bad and wanted to see his concert if he come to Indonesia. And he really come next march at Java Jazz Festival! But my parents won't pay the ticket for me which means i must pay it myself if i wanna go. Okay at first i thought it costs only ya at least 300.000 and i think i can buy the ticket. But just  about an hour ago my friend told that the ticket is costed 550.000! Oh myyyyyyyyy. Then i checked the website and found it&lt;br /&gt;'Jason Mraz, 6 march 2009 285.000'&lt;br /&gt;Yes! it means i can buy it but when i read once again it told that we must buy the daily pass (which costs 250.000) first then buy the special show (costs : 300.000)&lt;br /&gt;285.000 + 300.000 = 585.000&lt;br /&gt;And i must pay it by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone of you want to buy me the ticket, &lt;em&gt;pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-4581021472405631399?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/4581021472405631399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=4581021472405631399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/4581021472405631399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/4581021472405631399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh.html' title='Oh'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-4176963846936802813</id><published>2008-12-21T19:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:14:32.328+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Irit Namanya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Berhubung gue bingung tapi gue bosen i wanna write about hem temen bukan ya iya temen gue deh.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi gini dia temen gue di sekolah namanya disensor aja ya kasian kalo dipublikasiin, overall dia orangnya baik (eh engga juga sih), pinter dan ... gatau lagi ya sisi positifnya dia apalagi tapi ada satu sifatnya yang bikin gue mengernyitkan dahi. She never laugh! Nahlo aneh banget kan ya. Gatau ya dia jaim atau emang ga punya sense of humor tapi bener deh kalo ada temen gue yang ngelawak dan bikin semua orang ketawa dia cuma ketawa maksa sambil bilang "he-he oh iya ya". Dan itu tuh selalu ya. Dan anehnya dia cuma bisa ketawa sama lelucon yang dibuatnya sendiri padahal kita ga ngerti bagian mana yang mesti diketawain. Mungkin cuma perasaan gue doang yang lebay atau apalah tapi kalo lo ga percaya coba deh sehari atau at least semenit bersama dia pasti lo ngerasain juga deh. Yang paling ngeselin sih pas temen gue cerita panjaaaaaaaaaaang lebar ke dia dan dengan nyebelinnya dia cuma nanggepin dengan muka tengilnya "emang kenapa?" Ih ih males banget deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kesimpulan yang gue ambil dari Dia adalah :&lt;br /&gt;1. Dia jaim&lt;br /&gt;2. Urat humornya udah putus&lt;br /&gt;3. Dia cuma bisa ketawa dengan dirinya sendiri&lt;br /&gt;4. Dia nyebelin&lt;br /&gt;5. Hidupnya pasti ngebosenin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-4176963846936802813?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/4176963846936802813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=4176963846936802813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/4176963846936802813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/4176963846936802813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/12/si-irit-namanya.html' title='Si Irit Namanya'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-8026623630978723588</id><published>2008-12-06T22:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:15:19.308+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday come sooner, pleaseeeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awalnyaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-11-2008, 6:22 pm&lt;br /&gt;from Galuh : boneka cantik boneka fulla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i replied : bukan tau boneka cantik namanya a***a eh bukan deng k***** haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-11-2008, 7:18 pm&lt;br /&gt;from Galuh : hahaha. eh nanin, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si jarmas ngasih selamet ulang taun ke gue loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i yelled out loud sampe nyokap gue kaget terus pengen liat smsnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Bella : Bellaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, gue pengen ulang tahun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-11-2008, 7:23 pm&lt;br /&gt;from Bella : Lah? Lo lg ngelindur nin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i told her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-11-2008, 7:26&lt;br /&gt;from Bella : oh yaampuun.. haha. Kok bisa gitu? emg mereka kenal? awalnya gimana emang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i forgot what i replied to her terus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-11-2008, 7:42&lt;br /&gt;from Bella : haha. oh gitu toh. di jarmas baik juga ternyata tapi agak ga penting ya haha. sabar aja nin nanti kalo                                 udah waktunya juga bisa. tinggal beberapa bulan ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah that's why i wanna May come sooner.&lt;br /&gt;well, i've finished my week as the only child yesterday. actually on thursday. jadi kamis pagi nyokap gue bilang gini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mami : nanti kamu pulang jam berapa?&lt;br /&gt;nanin : jam 5, aku ada tatra terus langsung ilp&lt;br /&gt;mami : oh gausah dijemput ya, mami capek&lt;br /&gt;nanin : yaudah. tapi jemput aku les dong terus makan malem di luar, masa selama aku jadi anak tunggal aku                        belom pernah ditraktir sih&lt;br /&gt;mami : makanya kamu ga usah tatra nanti aku ajak jalan-jalan&lt;br /&gt;nanin : -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terus pulang les gue telfon bokap gue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanin : dimana pi?&lt;br /&gt;papi : mau jemput kamu. tunggu aja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimobil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mami : kamu mau makan apa?&lt;br /&gt;nanin : mau pizza aja&lt;br /&gt;mami : ah macet jalan ke sananya, yang lain aja&lt;br /&gt;nanin :  ah gausah deh, pulang aja&lt;br /&gt;mami : kamu tuh gimana si dibela-belain dijemput juga.&lt;br /&gt;nanin : aku capek, aku mau pulang&lt;br /&gt;mami : kamu mau sate ga?&lt;br /&gt;nanin : mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hem agak ga jelas ya sebenernya yang jelas kan harusnya kakak dan ade gue pulang hari jumat tapi pas gue nyampe rumah betapa kagetnya gue ngeliat kakak gue yang sudah pulang padahal dia baru pulang ke bandung hari senin dan kamis sudah ada di rumah lagi. ih! terus ade gue kemaren pulang. he got tanned haha. and he brougth me chocolate and a pen with a lamp on it. and now i'm back as a second child in this family. again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-8026623630978723588?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/8026623630978723588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=8026623630978723588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/8026623630978723588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/8026623630978723588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-come-sooner-pleaseeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='Birthday come sooner, pleaseeeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-7578236367106109732</id><published>2008-11-19T16:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:45:22.248+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy</title><content type='html'>Well, gue sih ga tau ya ini beneran atau cuma gue yang salah denger (atau salah sangka). Jadi semalen yah sekitar jam setengah sebelas gue keluar kamar gue liat lampu-lampu udah pada dimatiin meant kalo udah pada masuk kamar semuanya. Karena gue abis makan di kamar, gue harus balikin piringnya ke bawah tuh. Sampai di meja makan, gue buka kulkas nyari-nyari  siapa  tau ada makanan. Bukan makanan yang gue dapet, gue malah denger ada suara haha-hihi cewek ketawa gitu. Kaget lah gue! Gue diem sejenak buat mastiin gue salah denger atau emang ada yang ketawa. Eh terus kedengeran lagi tuh suaranya. And you know what? Suaranya tuh kedengeran jauh. Yah lo tau kan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"kalau suaranya dekat berarti dia jauh, kalau suaranya jauh berarti dia dekat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Oooooh my! Langsung lah gue lari ke atas, masuk kamar, matiin laptop dan lansung kerekepan di bawah selimut. Thanks God gue ga sempet liat apa-apa. Gue tidur nyenyak dan bangun pagi hari ini haha. Gue berangkat lebih pagi. Wes jadi orang ke-4 yang nyampe di kelas gitu loh! Terus karena Galuh ulang tahun hari ini, Gue, Bella, Firda sang a song to her, selamat ulang tahun, jadi kitanya nyanyinya di bagi-bagi gitu and guess what gue kedapetan nada yang tinggi-tinggi, yah as you know i'm a bad singer dan setiap kali gue nyanyi yang tinggi suaranya tuh langsung berbelok melengking gitu ahh. bel berbunyi and we had to end our concert haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Galuh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-7578236367106109732?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/7578236367106109732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=7578236367106109732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/7578236367106109732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/7578236367106109732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/11/creepy.html' title='Creepy'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-60820720409442301</id><published>2008-11-14T23:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:07:12.980+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologize Letter</title><content type='html'>Dear _____,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know it just me who is too sensitive or you that really changed. But i feel you've changed lately. You're not who i knew you before. I know you mad at me yes i know that. Everytime i can't choose you just went away. You truly my friend, the one who always listen when i wanna talk no matter what i'm talking about. But maybe i'm not the one who you are looking for because i can't make decision even for myself. I really want to apologize to you for what i've done to you lately. I hope you understand and we could get back like the way we were. You're one of the best that i've ever had. Trust me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-60820720409442301?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/60820720409442301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=60820720409442301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/60820720409442301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/60820720409442301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/11/apologize-letter.html' title='Apologize Letter'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-411301055695332810</id><published>2008-11-11T22:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:52:40.091+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jatuh Pingsan</title><content type='html'>Tadi siang pas lagi asyiknya menyantap otak-otak, di suapan terakhir temen gue, Sarah, 14 tahun, menggegerkan kelas. Gimana engga? Dia pingsan gitu. Gue, Bella dan Firda yang duduk di belakang dan sedang menyantap otak-otak, sontak terkejut dengan tumbangnya Sarah. Langsunglah kita lari ke depan kelas. Ngeliat Sarah gitu. Bella langsung ambil kendali untuk membopong Sarah ke UKS dibantu Ides dan Mariezka tapi mereka ga kuat, jadilah minta bantuan anak cowo di kelas. Nah ya bukannya bantuin gendong ini malah pada ketakutan gitu malah pada diem aja ga nolongin. Faktor panik juga mungkin tapi helloo temen kalian cewe pingsan dan masa kalian tega nyuruh cewe-cewe yang ngegendong? Akhirnya ada juga yang mau ngegendong. Terus gue sama Firda ambil langkah seribu ke UKS duluan sama lapor ke guru piket. Udah gitu kita balik lagi mau keatas pas mau naik tangga, segerombolan temen-temen gue udah siap turun sambil menggendong Sarah. Wah heboh deh langsung! Kakak kelas yang mau naik tangga aja sampe bingung ada apa. Dan akhirnya sampailah gue dan rombongan ke UKS, Sarah udah di tempat tidur, dan kita harus pergi karena diusir. Yah padahal gue pikir boleh nungguin sambil sekalian canut pelajarannya Vic Beckham itu. Tapi harapan tinggal harapan. Apa daya harus tetap belajar bahasa.&lt;br /&gt;Dan seperti biasa Gue dan Bella berkhayal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella   : Kalo gue pingsan gimana ya?&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Gue langsung lari keatas manggil d*ndy Bel&lt;br /&gt;Bella   : Iya dia nya bukannya nolongin malah heran gitu. Kalo gue pingsannya pas didepannya                 gimana ya?&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Paling ditinggalin Bel&lt;br /&gt;Bella   : -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah dia memang temen berkhayal gue walau mungkin kita mengkhayal di saat yang tidak tepat yah bel. Hari ini ditutup nyanyian patah hati gue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"biarkanlah cinta tak berbalas bila memang harus kunikmati cinta hanya sebatas mimpi.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan lagu jatuh cintanya Bella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Semenjak ada dirimu dunia terasa indahnya&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak kau ada disini ku mampu melupakannya..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dan remed fisika 16 soaaaaaaaaaal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6701755439722056379-411301055695332810?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/411301055695332810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=411301055695332810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/411301055695332810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/411301055695332810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/11/jatuh-pingsan.html' title='Jatuh Pingsan'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-8659145281494846089</id><published>2008-11-11T21:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:20:12.630+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat Night at London(g)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heyaaaaaaaaaa wah udah selasa aja hari ini. Perasaan gue sama sekali belom ngelewatin minggu deh. So hows your weekend like? by the way i spent my sat nite at london loooooh! hihi. Nope! No london in UK i mean London+g  Cilodong i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Yah jadi gue berangkat sabtu pagi kesana dianter papi dan mami dulu ke sekolah buat ngumpul. Terus kan ada bis kayak metromini gitu pas gue mau keluar tol terus bokap gue bilang "ini nih bis kamu nanti pergi" dan gue menyangkal gitu "yah ga maungkin lah aku naik itu, paling naik bis hiba" kata gue dengan yakin. Singkat cerita gue nyampe di sekolah masuk dan ngeliat bis. Sialnya gue ga sebis sama temen-temen gue yaudahlah pasrah aja gue mah. Abis apel dan upacara pembukaan langsung deh menuju ke bis masing-masing dan yang bikin gue shock yang gue liat parkir depan sekolah gue itu bukan Hiba Utama apalagi BlueBird yaa ini tuh bis antar kota gitu yang pake ac alam yang kayak metromini dan yang lebih naasnya ITU BIS YANG GUE HINA TADI! Pupus jua angan tentang bis bagus!&lt;br /&gt;Disingkat lagi ceritanya sampailah kita ke London(g) itu. Hem camp TNI gitu deh. Pokonya sampe sana hp semuanya dikumpulin terus tanpa istirahat langsung lah kita belajar PBB. Oh wow si abrinya tuh marah-marah mulu deh ah. Terus kita makan siang yang pake adat tni juga terus ini nih favorite partnya : LOVE LETTER! Hahaha. Jadi kita disuruh bikin surat cinta terus ndikasih ke panitia gitu. Dan ada sesi pembacaan suratnya juga yang emm hahah gitu deh. Pokonya ada nih sepenggalan surat yang gue inget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kau menjarah hatiku, hartaku dst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya masih banyak tapi lupa gue. Terus pokonya gue sat nite di api unggun gitu deh. Sebenernya ini tuh seru tapiiiiiiiii berhubung gue ga sekelompok sama temen-temen gue mungkin teras kurang enak ya. Next day kita bangun jam 3.30 pagi. Senam dan Outbound. This is my favorite part too! Outbound masuk hutan, nyebrang jembatan bambu, sama nyebur di kali yang aww so gross! Sepatu gue udah ga jelas gitu warnanya, coklat-coklat gimana gitu. Terus kita nyuci sepatunya di kali nah pas gue mau naik fyi kita harus manjat kaya tebing dulu kan berhubung kemarennya hujan jadi licin-licin gitu pas gue mau naik tanjakan pertama berhasil gue naikin, nah pas yang kedua gue merosot gitu kebawah untung ada kakak-kakak yang nolongin tapi tetep ajakan gue susah naiknya sampe merosot kedua kalinya dan untungnya bisa naik. Huh. Terus gue pulang ke wismanya, mandi, packing terus makan. Abis upacara penutupan pulang ke sekolah dan untungnya ga harus nunggu karena udah dijemput.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-8659145281494846089?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/8659145281494846089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=8659145281494846089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/8659145281494846089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/8659145281494846089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/11/sat-night-at-londong.html' title='Sat Night at London(g)'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-790180667413210097</id><published>2008-11-07T19:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:07:03.921+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Review</title><content type='html'>Okay let me start&lt;br /&gt;1. Agama Islam : HER&lt;br /&gt;2. Math              : HER&lt;br /&gt;3. History          : HER&lt;br /&gt;4. Bahasa           : HER&lt;br /&gt;5. Arts                : HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the result is i haven't passed even one subject for my test. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way i've finished my test about hm 9 hours ago. And it's freaking difficult. The first test of the day was chemical and i didn't do it well (yes i know my fault i didn't study the night before). When the teacher gave me the paper all i wanted to do was cry. Seriously. There was my mommy's angry face in my mind and i wanted to cry at that time. And thanks God i still alive when i finished it. Continue with economy uh all i remembered is about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marginal utility&lt;/span&gt; but honestly i don't even know the meaning hihi. And without a break continued with sociology em this one is well i don't even know what the result but i hope i can get better score.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i'll go to Cilodong or Ciloto to join Jambore wish it will be great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-790180667413210097?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/790180667413210097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=790180667413210097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/790180667413210097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/790180667413210097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/11/test-review.html' title='Test Review'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-5570393982731892522</id><published>2008-11-03T20:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:59:32.043+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ih, ga sabar amat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wawawa hari ini gue UB hari pertama. Dan pelajarannya langsung matematika. Karena gue tau gue ga berbakat matematik, gue belajar dong dari kemaren malemnya. Logaritma sama diskriminan gue babat abis semaleman. Terus tadi pagi gue gue berangkat dengan (sedikit) tenang. Nyampe sekolah, yah ngulang-ngulang belajar sampe bel bunyi. Pengawasnya masuk, bagiin soal terus gue mulailah ngisi ljk, nah pas lagi ngisi temen belakang gue manggil terus nanya apaan gitu gue juga ga denger eh pengawasnya ngeliatin dikirain gue contek-contekkan kali. Yaudah gue balik badan terus ngebolak-balik soalnya wah rata-rat yang gue pelajarin semalem, senenglah gue. Nah tapi kok lama-lama jadi susah ya soalnya, gue nengok kanan kiri. Stuck! Ga ada yang bisa gue tanyain. Rata-rata pada nunduk sibuk ngerjain gitu. Yaudah gue coba -coba lagi siapa tau beruntung. Pokoknya setelah ngasal-ngasal tersisalah 8 nomer yang masih kosong, karna gue pikir waktunya masih panjang gue masih santai-santai aja tuh mainin pensil terus sama celingak celinguk siapa tau ada yang bisa ditanyain. Eh taunya belnya bunyi. Muali deh yang tadiny sepi jadi rusuh gitu. Gue yang kaget langsung asal-asalan ngisi yang masih kosong tadi. Udah deh tang ting tung aja soalnya kalo nanya juga udah ga keburu. Terus gue denger ada yang manggil nama gue, gue nengok dong, ternyata temen gue terus dia nanya jawaban gitu jelas-jelas soal dia A gue B terus gue bilang soalnya beda. Eh tiba-tiba pengawasnya ngambil kertas gue dan temen gue itu. Ih yaampun sebel banget gue masih ada 2 nomer belom gue buletin. Terus katanya si gue diatandain gitu yah tapi gatau deh.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for tomorrow yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-5570393982731892522?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/5570393982731892522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=5570393982731892522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5570393982731892522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/5570393982731892522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/11/ih-ga-sabar-amat.html' title='Ih, ga sabar amat'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-9012382166834097126</id><published>2008-10-24T22:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:56:43.827+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Sixth Sense</title><content type='html'>Hari ini, pas ngantri absen finger temen gue ngasih tau kalo ada temen seangkatan gue yang meninggal. Innalillahi wa inna illaihi rajiun. Nah pas gue ke kelas temen-temen gue lagi pada ngomongin gitu terus katanya pada mau ngumpul abis pulang sekolah terus ngelayat. Terus gue tanya sama Nadia sama Yayi mereka dateng ga. Nadia bilang dia udah ngelayat kemaren terus Yayi baru aja ngelayat tadi pagi. Nah terus baru aja gue chat nih sama yayi. Cerita-cerita tentang kejadian itu terus yang bikin gue kaget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayi says:&lt;br /&gt;jadi sehari sebelum dia meninggal, gw udh ada rasa kalo temen gw bakal ada yg mninggal, jujur ya gw sempet kbayang muka lo, tp trus gw ngerasa kalo yg mninggal bkn temen dkt gw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem gue jadi takut banget dan sekarang gue mikir kalo kematian itu beneran ada dan bisa terjadi sama siapa aja, dimana aja dan kapan aja. To be honest, yaah gue tau kalo semua orang itu bakal meninggal tapi i used to think kalo kita tuh bakal meninggal kalo udah tua atau kalo sakit aja. Gue ga pernah kepikiran kalo kita tuh bisa diambil kapan aja. Mungkin ini peringatan besar buat gue kalo gue harus udah mulai rajin solat.&lt;br /&gt;Terus tadi waktu lagi nunggu KJI mulai gue ngomongin tentang meninggal gitu sama Bella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella   : Nin, kalo gue meninggal lo dateng ga ke pemakaman gue?&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Iyalah Bel, malah nanti gue bakal ajak ke si *Barbie sekalian&lt;br /&gt;Bella   : Hah? Bener ya nin? Emang lo ngomong apa biar dia dateng?&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Yah gue bilang "kak, ada yang suka sama kakak tapi dia udah ga ada dan bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;Bella   : Iya terus dianya nembak terus ada cahaya-cahaya dari atas terus gue hidup lagi hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Hahaha. Bel, lo kalo gue meninggal minta maaf di kuburan gue ga?&lt;br /&gt;Bella   : Engga. Nanti gue ga dateng, lo meninggal aja gue ga tau ceritanya haha&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Yaudah nanti lo gue gentayangin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-9012382166834097126?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/9012382166834097126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=9012382166834097126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/9012382166834097126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/9012382166834097126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-sixth-sense.html' title='Another Sixth Sense'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-1302398454556573720</id><published>2008-10-16T19:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:00:26.929+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixth Sense</title><content type='html'>Eh eh tau ga apa yang gue lakuin sebelum ngeblog? Gue ngerjain pr biologi loooh hihi akhirnya rajin juga gue, tapi karena gue ga bisa ngejawabnya gue tinggalin deh prnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh eh masa temen gue, Bella, punya sixth sense gitu sekarang. Katanya sejak dia sakit pas hari minggu, feelingnya kuat banget. Dari pas hari senin katanya, kan dia ga masuk tuh terus katanya dia punya feeling ga enak gitu pas pulang sekolah dia sms gue terus nanya tadi ngapain aja di sekolah terus gue bilang tadi ada seleksi osis, terus dia langsung nyesel gitu ga masuk. Nah ada lagi nih waktu kemaren pelajaran kimia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella : Eh nin feeling gue ga enak nih&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Hah ga enak kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;Bella : Gatau, kayanya ada apa gitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah terus guru gue nyuruh kita buat kelompok masing-masing 4 orang disuruh diskusi abis itu presentasi. Tapi urutan presentasinya ditentuin dari undian gitu. Nah karena temen-temen gue lagi pada ngerjain, alhasil gue yang maju ngambil undiannya. Pas gue mau ngambil tinggal 2 gitu kertasnya, terus nanda ngambil kertasnya jadi gue ngambil yang tersisa satu-satunya. Waktu gue buka &lt;em&gt;dag dig dag dig&lt;/em&gt; ternyata nomer SATU. Terus gue langsung bilang kalo prediksinya Bella tuh bener. Huh akhirnya kita presentasi pertama deh.&lt;br /&gt;Belom berakhir tuh kesaktiannya Bella pas bahasa jepang mulai deh dia berfeeling ga enak. Pokonya abis dia bilang "kayanya abis ini gue yang dipanggil deh" eh taunya beneran sebenernya ada satu anak yan dipanggil tapi karna dia pindah dan absennya Bella dibawahnya dia, Bella deh yang kepanggil hihi. Sabar ya Bel.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sixth sensenay Bella hari ini bagus loh, buktinya pas main tangan (aduh gue gatau namanya pokonya yang kalo ngangkat jempol sesuai yang disebutin itu menang deh) dia bisa nebak duluan looh. Padahal kita mainnya ber 14an. Terus waktu mau pulang sekolah, dia narik-narik gue jaln lewat lapangan taunya langsung ketemu sama si wati itu hahaha. &lt;em&gt;thankies ya bel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya terus pas gue pulang Bella sempet ngambek gitu masa soalnya emm kita ketemu orang yang kita janji buat ga ngomongin atau ketawa pas ada dia. Nah terus kan gue reflek senyum-senyum (dan akhirnya ketawa) eh si Bellanya marah-marah gitu terus bilang gini "Tuh makan tuh yang ada di depan lo tuh!" pas gue liat taunya ada si itu tuh tapi dia duduk sama cewe.&lt;br /&gt;Yah kena karmanya Bella deh gue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-1302398454556573720?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/1302398454556573720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=1302398454556573720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/1302398454556573720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/1302398454556573720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/10/sixth-sense.html' title='Sixth Sense'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-1759723949254192866</id><published>2008-10-13T15:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:01:58.478+07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Times</title><content type='html'>Huaaaaaaah first day back to school rasanya lama banget. Biasanya waktu bulan puasa jam 12an udah pulang lah ini jam setengah empat baru nyampe rumah. Mana Bella ga masuk lagi, untung ada Naca hihihi. Wah kalo hari pertama balik ke sekolah rasanya kayak ga inget apa-apa, semuanya ilang. Kadang-kadang gue mikir school means good times tapi ga tau ya kenapa gue suka males dateng ke sekolah. Perjalanan gue ya dari playgroup sampe sma sekarang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Playgroup Al-Fajri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah kalo ini mah masa sekolah yang menyenangkan. Gue masuk paling jam 8 terus jam 11 udah pulang. Kalo di sekolah kerjaannya cuma nyanyi-nyanyi, joget-joget, terus main ayunan, prosotan, megang belut haha rada useless gitu. Tapi gue selalu semangat buat sekolah. Oh iya, fyi waktu playgroup gue sekolah cuma 3 kali seminggu loh. Terus setiap pulang sekolah pasti gue sama mbak gue ke Agung Shop (sejenis supermarket tapi enak banget tempatnya) beli orange juice sama makan bolu. Terus kita duduk di deket kaca sambil ngeliat jalan. Kalo udah selesai pulang deh naik ojek atau becak dan gue selalu megangin iket rambut gue yang lebih gede dari rambut gue soalnya takut terbang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SDI Al-Azhar 6 Jakapermai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelas 1c dan 2c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah kalo ini sih belum nemuin serunya jadi gue jama aja ya ceritanya. Yah biasalah pertama masuk terus pada dianterin orang tuanya, ada yang nangis dan bla bla bla. Terus hari kedua langsung naik jemputan deh gue. Kakak kelasnya baik-baik banget, mungkin karena masih sd juga kali ya. Nah kalo kelas 2 nih bego banget gue. Baru masuk gue udah salah masuk kelas terus pas baris gue liat ko temennya beda ya sama yang tadi dikelas, eh baru deh temen gue bilang kalo kelas gue di lantai 2 bukan di bawah. Abis baris langsung gue lari ke kelas yang salah gue masukin, gue ambil tas gue, lalu pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelas 3c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah kelas tiga is the one of the best class i've ever been in. Anak-anaknya gila, walau gue ga inget semuanya. Yang jelas dulu tuh gue kerjanya jadi kurir surat cintanya temen gue. Wakaka terus pas mau solat gue sama temen gue Irma malah pulang ke rumah Irma. Bilangnya sih sakit, padahal nyampe sana gue main barbie sambil nonton Amigos. Katanya semuanya pada panik dikiranya gue sama Irma diculik terus Bu Kus nelfon deh kerumah irma. Oh My God, KITA KETAUAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelas 4a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ini sih ga begitu seru. Anaknya terlalu pinter-pinter. Masa gue rangking &lt;strong&gt;42 dari 44&lt;/strong&gt; murid! Terus inget banget tuh temen-temen gue ngeliatin gue dari atas. Terus gue duduk di bawah pohon sambil nenangin gue, padahal i didn't cry gue cuma bilang, &lt;em&gt;aku tetep dikasih hadiah ulang tahun kan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelas 5e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini juga seru banget. Di kelas 5 gue gue punya temen cewe. She's pretty, nice, tapi sekalinya jail udah kaya setan. Dan kalo udah marah pasti bilang &lt;strong&gt;oke deh fine!&lt;/strong&gt; dan itu pasti dan selalu. Pernah pas abis selese solat gue sama temen-temen gue niruin kata-katanya dia eh ternyata orangnya ada di belakang kita hahahaha. Untung ga denger. Tapi beside that this class was incredibly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelas 6d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last is always the best. Dari cabut solat, berantem, masuk bp bareng, sampe nangisin anak kelas 3. &lt;em&gt;Aaah i miss this class so bad!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SMPN 109 Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelas 7-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to get in this school at first. Gue minta pindah tapi bokap gue cuma bilang nanti hari ketiga, nanti semester dua, sampe akhirnya gue betah dan bilang dengan bangganya, &lt;em&gt;tuh kan kamu betah&lt;/em&gt;. Sigh .Pertama masuk gue dianterin sama kakak gue dan dua sepupu gue saking takutnya. Terus gue make sepatu pink yang ngejreng abis, pas keluar kelas ada anak cewe gitu ngeliatin gue dan sepatu gue. Pas pertama mos kita dikumpulin di media center yang sumpek banget, gue pengen banget nangis soalnya ga ada yang gue kenal. Terus pas disuruh ngisi acara gue sengaja baris dibelakang dan ketemu Dira. We talked a lot, daftar jemputan bareng dan sempet berniat mau pulang padahal belom pulang karena dia mau les piano. Yah hari-hari berikutnya gue udah mulai bisa nerima kalo gue ga bakal dipindahin and i met nadira, dini, sisil, putri. I spent most of the time with them. Yah walaupun kita suka berantem-berantem gitu. But i enjoyed my first year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelas 8-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too bored to remember, skip it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelas  9-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years passed and here come another ending. Pas gue liat di absennya. &lt;em&gt;Gila ga ada yang gue kenal sama sekali&lt;/em&gt;. Eh pas gue liat ke bawah-bawah. Taraaaaaa &lt;strong&gt;Vitria Indah Permata Putra.&lt;/strong&gt; Eh ada si putri, untunglah! Dan ternyata gue sekelas sama Yai. She's dhini's best friend. Hahaha. Yaudah gue duduk sama dia. Pertama kali kita belom ngobrol banyak, yah paling sekedar ngomongin waktu kelas 8 dan bla bla bla. Tapi semakin kesininya gue baru tau kalo dia itu gila! Sukanya nyanyi-nyanyi, kalo dikatain apa aja cuma nyengir-nyengir, haha. She is really a best friend for me. Dia yang ngenalin gue &lt;em&gt;supernatural&lt;/em&gt;, and we did silly things together. Waktu gue ke singapore dan ga bisa nonton supernatural, dia selalu sms gue buat nyeritain cerita hari ini tentang apa. She's nice, smart, and i'm glad spent one year with you yay!&lt;br /&gt;9-7  itu enak. Ga pernah sepi, ga pernah ngebosenin. Ada aja cerita setiap hari. Most touching moment waktu mau UN kita semua berdiri melingker sambil berdoa dan waktu perpisahan di rumah yayi, kita ngeboykot jalan cuma diterangin cahaya lilin (Eaak). We shared what we felt for one year. One by one. Habis itu kita nyanyi You've Got A Friend dan Persahabatan. Lagu itu yang kita nyanyiin di perpisahan. Kita tos di tengah jalan dan peluk-pelukkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Achmalia, Rizka Hikmah Hijria, Vitria Indah Permata Putri, Lanti Anistya, Rahmatia Ambroini. They are great, They are best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMAN 71 JAKARTA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harapan tinggal harapan. NEM gue ga cukup buat masuk 81. Sebenernya bisa kalo masuk 61 tapi lagi-lagi gue ga bisa memperjuangin hak gue. X.7 kelas gue. Yah walaupun awalnya sebel but i really enjoyed mos time haha. It's different from what i thought at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hal yang gue pelajarin sekarang adalah mungkin gue bisa lebih bangga kalo masuk ke sekolah yang lebih bagus tapi gue ga tau apa gue bisa &lt;strong&gt;ngerasain kebahagiaan yang gue rasain sekarang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not about what school are you in but what you do at there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-1759723949254192866?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/1759723949254192866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=1759723949254192866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/1759723949254192866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/1759723949254192866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/10/school-times.html' title='School Times'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-6972739252097692027</id><published>2008-09-18T19:40:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:38:29.904+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finger Print</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo. Belom puas ah sama yang tadi jadi ngeblog lagi deh hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finger print, yeah again and again. Kenapa gue selalu ga bisa absen setipa hari rabu sampai jumat, tapi kalo senin-selasa bisa mulu loh. Ih aneh ya. Tapi tadi itu perjuangan gue absen yang paling berat. Nih gue nyampe sekolah jam 6.39, gue absen sekitar emm 5 kali tapi ga bisa terus gue males yaudah naik ke atas. Terus pas Banted dateng gue minta temenin ke bawah, coba absen lagi, siapa tau bisa. Ngantrilah gue dari belakang, pas di depan finger printnya gue coba sekitar emm 10 kalian ya eh tetep ga bisa. Gue nengok ke belakang, wes udah panjang aja antriannya sampe ke mesjid. Yaudah gue tetep usaha gue ngantri lagi dari belakang zz. Udah tuh ngobrol-ngobrol sembari nungguin. Jeng jeng jeng tau-tau gue udah ada di depan finger printnya lagi 1 kali, &lt;em&gt;not passed&lt;/em&gt;, 2 kali, &lt;em&gt;not passed, &lt;/em&gt;3 dan ke 4 kali &lt;em&gt;not passed &lt;/em&gt;, 5 kali "udah kamu nanti aja absennya" kata bu guru. Gue ulang lagi deh ngantri dari belakang ah tapi tetep ga bisa yaudah ah ga usah absen. Emang takdir gue kali ga boleh masuk kalo rabu-jumat. Huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-6972739252097692027?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/6972739252097692027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=6972739252097692027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/6972739252097692027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/6972739252097692027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/09/finger-print.html' title='Finger Print'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-1747442387986718554</id><published>2008-09-18T19:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:22:04.575+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabu ooh Rabu</title><content type='html'>Asyiiiiiiiiiiiiik! Gue udah selesai remed pelajaran-pelajaran dong hihi. Ya jadinya sekarang uudah ga sibuk-sibuk belajar lagi tinggal nunggu libur doang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh eh masa kemaren tuh gue sial banget. dari pagi gue absen pake finger print ga bisa-bisa ya akhirnya ga absen deh. terus pas seni musik lagi asik asiknya bikin contekan buat kuis eh gurunya bilang "ya ibu panggil namanya ya nanti coba nyanyi solmisasinya" ya gue pikir kan paling ga mungkin gue terus tiba-tiba dia bilang "Fataninda". deg. semua pada nengok ke tempat gue, Bella senyum-senyum dan gue gemeteran, beneran ya ampun. terus pas disuruh nyanyinya suara gue yang udah kaya orang mau nangis, sampe Bella bilang "yah nin jangan nangis dong" yaampuuuuuuuuuuuuun udah tau suara gue ancur, disuruh nyanyi segala.&lt;br /&gt;nah terus pas bahasa jepang disuruh maju buat nulis tulisan hiragana gitu-gitu deh. wes gue masih tenang-tenang aja tuh soalnya belum dipanggil-panggil. Tapi ya pas gurunya bilang&lt;br /&gt;"Saya pilih ya dari absen, &lt;em&gt;susunde &lt;/em&gt;(maju) absen 13". ITU GUE, ABSEN GUE. yah lemes deh gue takutnya ga bisa ngerjain. yah akhirnya gue maju dengan muka yang udah takut, males, panik semuanya deh. terus senseinya bilang "&lt;em&gt;ju ichi&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;em&gt;hah? apaan ya? &lt;/em&gt;nahlo bingung deh gue.&lt;br /&gt;"emm ju sepuluh, ichi satu, nomor sebelas ya sensei?" trus senseinya ngangguk-ngangguk. yeah bisa deh ngerjainnya haha.&lt;br /&gt;Nah sialnya belom selese nih pas geografi gue lupa bawa buku cetaknya trus pas ngumpulin tugasnya gue ditanya-tanyain gitu deh dan akhirnya ga diperiksa yaaaaaaaaah tau gitu mah mending ga usah gue kerjain sekalian zz.&lt;br /&gt;Pas sosiologi, gurunya masuk terus ngasih tau ada remed hari itu juga. yah yaudahlah gue terima hahaha. gue taro buku di atas meja, trus setiap dia ngasih soal gue cari jawabannya di buku sampe akhirnya dia sadar terus bilang "eh ini ulangan ya, ko pada buka buku?". yah ketauan deh hihi. Pas di tengah-tengah pelajaran, Bella, ketawa-ketawa kecil gitcu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella : Ih anak-anak kelas kita nonton konser ga bilang-bilang nih (sambil nunjuk buku sosio)&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Hihihi (nahan ketawa, takut ketauan guru)&lt;br /&gt;Bella : Ih ini mirip oloanda deh (nunjuk bukunya sambil ketawa)&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Hahaha (ga bisa nahan ketawa lagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;terus kita berdua nyari-nyari lagi mana yang mirip sama anak-anak sekelas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella : Ih ini mirip banget deh sama Mariezka&lt;br /&gt;Nanin : Eh eh ada lagi yang mirip sama anak kelas kita tau, tapi gue ga kuat ngomongnya bel&lt;br /&gt;Bella : Eh yang mana yang mana? (penasaran)&lt;br /&gt;Nanin: (tetep ga kuat ngomong)&lt;br /&gt;Bella : Yang mana nin?&lt;br /&gt;Nanin: Ini mirip dewi maria (ngelanjutin ketawa)&lt;br /&gt;Bella: hahahaha, iya mirip mirip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha terus pada nyebar sampe ke bangku depan deh tentang cover buku sosio itu. Hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-1747442387986718554?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/1747442387986718554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=1747442387986718554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/1747442387986718554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/1747442387986718554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/09/rabu-ooh-rabu.html' title='Rabu ooh Rabu'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701755439722056379.post-4732015236853743606</id><published>2008-08-28T17:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:04:59.737+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emm</title><content type='html'>Oooh my exam is not finished yet. Keep studying 3 different subjects every night, and keep cheating when testing. Tomorrow it's the last day but tomorrow will be the hardest. No senior beside us means no one to send my cheat paper to my friends. Oh my i wanna cry cry and cry. I think i can't go to science class next year. This is the worst exam ever. I got 35 for Agama Islam. I learned for 7 years in Islamic School but i get 35 for my exam. My mom will be mad, My dad will encourage me for a loooooong time, and my brothers? They will laugh at me for sure. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I guess my world turn around.&lt;br /&gt;I want yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Junior High School.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Elementary when i got 90 for every subjects.&lt;br /&gt;I miss crayola so bad.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him, &lt;em&gt;my whitey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me back my yesterday, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6701755439722056379-4732015236853743606?l=hellonanin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/feeds/4732015236853743606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6701755439722056379&amp;postID=4732015236853743606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/4732015236853743606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6701755439722056379/posts/default/4732015236853743606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellonanin.blogspot.com/2008/08/emm.html' title='Emm'/><author><name>Nanin Fataninda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025745356621135925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAxPX-0FPmU/SczQIxgfH4I/AAAAAAAAABY/92hQU8AAXQ0/S220/DSC00671.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
