tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29553054881963467672024-02-02T19:59:23.830+07:00this is not what you've expected!Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-35267535652994810232012-01-10T13:53:00.002+07:002012-01-10T14:09:17.706+07:00Nyoba pake Video ah...<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz5T4SKA33xgulsjxHKAwUrTFA83Q1J_x95JDSWxLnkBT7VUEFPT6GuK_MdVk6O1WxrOtfTC375uL6af5glVA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-51722683256485143262011-12-17T17:37:00.003+07:002011-12-17T17:39:45.726+07:00Re-newI should re-new this blog seriously. I think those posts I made are boring. I really have to make a new thing on this blog. even it is not so important for u guys, but this blog is important for me.<br />quick update.<br />thanks <br />BollyChintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-40104627067494791682011-12-09T20:57:00.002+07:002011-12-09T21:11:40.210+07:00I think I really wanna marry you<div>Anywaaaaaay... I have something that I really want to tell you guys, its about something thats really on my mind now. Tadinya gue mau nulis di Twitter, tp agak spam jadi ya yaudahlah. Its better to write it here.. And what is really on my mind now?</div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >"I want to marry"</span></i></div><div>yang jelas gue bukan mau "Marry the Night" kaya Lady Gaga..</div><div>gue mau "Marry you" kaya Bruno Mars.. Gue mau nikah sama Ega. Perasaan ini bukan sekali 2 kali tapi sering gue rasain.. Kebaikan dia bener2 gue rasain. COCOK banget jadi suami.</div><div>Maybe its too much, but this is obviously what I feel. I really love him. Tapi dengan baiknya, Ega selalu bilang.. "Nanti, sabar, Insya Allah"</div><div>And when he holds my hand in a car, sees my eyes deeply, gives his beautiful smile, then he says "I love you so much"... Thats the part that I really wanna scream "Marry me now Bitch! I love you so much too! I've been loving you for long time and I really dont wanna end this"</div><div>So, Marry me... Ega. :')</div><div>♥u. And Happy anniversarry!</div><div><br /></div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-3451075830834448792011-10-18T20:10:00.000+07:002011-10-18T20:11:09.943+07:00Ega :'(<p class="MsoNormal">#nowplaying : Christina Perri - Jar of hearts<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Mungkin malem ini malem yang galau. atau sengaja gue galau2in..<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Just had a conversation with my Bunny on the phone. gue ngerasa gue terlalu jahat sama Ega. Gue ngerasa yang selama ini dia kasih gue, gue cuma bales pake nothing. Gue ngerasa banget dia sayang, ngejagain gue dan berusaha segala cara biar bikin gue seneng. Tapi gue kaya gini banget sama dia.. Suka marah2, egois, bohongin dia..<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ya Ampun. How stupid! Ega itu orang yang selalu ada disamping gue, nanya kenapa, atau apalah kalo gue lagi ada masalah.. walaupun terkadang dia suka ngga peka sama gue tapi seengganya dia ada perhatian sama gue. Gue juga ngga ngerti apa yang Ega liat dari gue.. Yang gue bisa cuma bersyukur punya pacar sepengertian dia.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Malem minggu kemaren gue sempet bikin sedikit pengakuan sama dia. disitu gue ngerasa ga enak banget sama dia, gue ngga mau nyakitin hati dia. Tapi kalo gue diemin terus, gue tau itu bakal bikin makin sakit.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ega... :'( Sumpah kalo sekarang ada yang mau bilang gue bego, tolol, bodoh dll ke gue, GUE TERIMA. Emang gue ngerasa lagi bego banget. 3 tahun dulu cuma bisa admiring sama adoring Ega, Sekarang giliran udah dapet guenya malah ngga bisa bales kebaikan dia.<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Mungkin guenya aja yang terlalu sensitif, tp menurut gue engga! Karena gue emang kurang ngebales kebaikan dia..<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Buat Ega : Sayang, I'm sorry for all the mistakes I've done. I really didnt mean it. I was trying to make me better at everything but now I already knew that I was so wrong! Forgive me for everything, cause I just wanna be a different 'me' in a better way. I'm sorry for all lies, for my ego.. I wanna change! U can keep my word on it honey. I love you from the deepest heart.. once again, I'm sorry for all the shits.. :)<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">tears are rolling down on my face.... :')<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">(harusnya di Post tgl 17/10/11 jam 22:51, Blame the internet connection!)<o:p></o:p></p>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-78070348281356971102011-10-15T08:00:00.004+07:002011-10-15T08:07:47.050+07:00Ngedumel#nowplaying : Fireball - Nicki Minaj ft. Willow Smith<div>eh engga engga! Keganti! #nowplaying : All time low - Weightless<br /><div><br /></div><div>gue masih terkena virus hits ke Skype. Pdhl skype gue cuma gue nyalain doang ngga diapa2in. Seengganya lebih gimana gitu gue. hem -_- terus apalagi ya? Oh iya. Ive heard something bad. Mulai kali ini gue bener2 harus lebih pinter milih temen baik. Gue harus lebih ngerti latar belakangnya. Jujur, gue shocked!!!</div></div><div><br /></div><div>Daaaaaaaan... Apakabar tuh temen2 gue yang bilang gue sombong disana? Hellooooo kmrn gue dateng tp gue didiemin tuh hem. (Maaf banget isinya jadi kaya ngedumel sendiri, emaang gue lagi kaya mixed feelings gini ya)</div><div><br /></div><div>But anyway, gue udah deket lagi sama MADONA.. Huraaaaayyyyy! Dan tetep I'm still trying to fix my atittude. Bener2 ngga lagi deh punya masalah kaya gitu... I'm enough with that guys!</div><div><br /></div><div>Aduh lagi ngga bener banget nih nge-blognya. So lemme sign out!</div><div><br /></div><div>:*</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-34947759552277839812011-10-04T21:08:00.003+07:002011-10-04T21:22:11.883+07:00been trying to change till now!Now Playing : Adele - Someone like you<div><br /></div><div>Readers. Mau update sedikit. Seperti yang gue tulis di Judul, gue lagi nyoba buat berubah. Berubah dalam hal apa? dalam semua hal. Gue sadar gue udah dewasa da udah saatnya buat tau semua. kalo bukan gua yang mulai buat berubah, siapa lagi? (Keinget tagline <a href="http://osmauai2011.blogspot.com/">Osma 2011</a>) Intinya, buat semuanya gue udah mencoba sebisa gue buat berubah. Pertama, dari masalah keegoisan gue, gue udah berusaha sebisa gue untuk seengganya meminimalisir. Kedua, masalah terlalu boros dan lain lain. Gue udah sadar kalo sebenernya apa yang gue butuhin cuma kenyamanan di rumah. Terus kalo gitu buat apa gue ngeluarin uang diluar rumh cuma buat ngindar keadaan rumah yang kaya gitu? Kebahagiaan yang semu. Yang gue bersyukur adalah, seberat apapun masalah yang gue hadepin gue selalu punya orang-orang kiriman Tuhan yang dateng buat ngasih support dan lain-lain. Di dunia kuliah yang baru ini, gue mulai bisa ngebedain yang bener-bener gue butuh atau ngga. kalo sekedar tau yang baik atau yang bener itu gampang. tapi belom tentu semua yang bener adalah yang kita butuh. dan Alhamdulillah gue ketemu sama temen-temen baru yang bisa terus ada disamping gue. Tadi gue abis cerita sama temen baru gue. Namanya Azza. Sahabat baru gue.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwJuVoLVf9liIGq6eEz49bhcTjx19Bwbl292J52VBqr-2PBtwtYARndd_u-xRBgF2CU9tLz3dMcHwaB5cLaMusaRrA0sYbdBIlwdmcioidS83u5vydUXNPAk4u4WaCwh9d2oFJK17KBfk/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659641135970137378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks A LOOOOT Za! :*</div><div style="text-align: left;">However. Sebisa-bisanya gue survive dari semua masalah gue, gue pasti ada masa-masa dimana gue down banget. Gue cuma ngga mau kaya orang-orang yang mengalihkan masalah mereka yang berat dn beralih ke jalan yang salah kaya drugs dll. Gue masih mau idup. Segila-gilanya banteng yang lagi ngamuk ngga akan dia nyeruduk nyokapnya sendiri. Se-stres-stres-nya gue, gue ngga mau nyakitin hti nyokap gue sendiri. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Semoga gue masih bisa bertahan dan berubah.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Appearance doesnt mean anything, sometimes people cover their sadness with laugh. SO DO I!</div><div style="text-align: left;">bye blogger</div><div style="text-align: left;">Sleep tight everybody</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-78334836416267768352011-08-24T22:33:00.003+07:002011-08-24T22:48:30.902+07:00:'(Kadang kita emang nggatau apa yang bener-bener kita rasain. Badmood, sedih atau apalah. Jujur gue sebenenrnya pengen bilang satu kalimat yang sering disebut orang kalo lagi galau "gue lebih milih mati daripada hidup begini"<div>temen, keluarga, pacar... yang tadinya fungsi mereka adalah sebagai pewarna hidup kita malah terkadang jadi sumber masalah. gue iri sama orang-orang yang menjalankan semuanya dengan gampang. banyak temen gue yang suka meremehkan hal kecil, semua hal dia dapet dengan gampang, terus kenapa gue ngga bisa kaya dia? sedangkan saat ini buat melangkah ke depan rumah aja gue ngga bisa. banyak hal yang emang harus gue ngertiin, tapi kenapa harus ke gue sih? Tiap hari cuma denger teriakan sama dumelan orang-orang dirumah, tebak apa rasanya? Capek. temen satu per satu gue rasa menjauh, karena gue mungkin ngga pernah gabung. kalo gue cerita yang sebenernya, apa mereka bisa ngerti? engga. mereka kadang cuma bilang "kalo ada apa-apa sini cerita sama kita" tapi buat apa gue cerita panjang lebar kalo intinya mereka ngga bisa ngerti. cerita panjang lebar ujungnya disuruh sabar... buat apa coba?</div><div>kalo kata sabar gue kumpulin dari dulu, mungkin udah jadi monas sekarang. gue capek. capek banget. gue mulai lagi buat bahas keluarga gue. keluarga gue bisa gue bilang.. ancur. masalah duit duit duit selalu. padahal dulu gue ngga kaya gini, gue kangen jaman-jaman dulu.. gue kaman-mana gampang, nyokap-bokap ngga begini terus. sekarang? yang namanya masalah kan datengnya kapan aja, terus kapan masalahnya selesai? kalo hidup punya kotak saran, gue bakal nulis saran hidup tiap gue bangun tidur dan sebelum tidur. Ya Allah gue mesti kayak apa sih sekarang? gue mesti gimana? gue ngga punya siapa-siapa buat cerita, thats why im here with this blog now. I'm so alone. Pacar gue juga paling cuma bisa bilang sabar. lagi dan lagi sabar. Dan sekarang gue ngerasa Ega udah banyak berubah, nggatau deh kenapa. dan gue nggatau deh gimana kalo dia nanti udah ngekost. mungkin bakal jauh juga sama gue. Ya Allah.... gue nangis. gue emang manusia yang kebanyakan ngeluh tapi ngga ada usaha. usaha apa yang harus gue lakuin sekarang coba? gue bener-bener udah stuck. inti dari semuanya, kalo emang gue lahir cuma buat dapet desakan dari temen keluarga atau pacar, buat apa gue masih disini? Kenapa gue kankernya ngga sekalian stadium 4? mungkin semuanya berubah. gue bukan butuh perhatian, gue cuma butuh support, kasih sayang, bukan kata sabar sama perhatian palsu. thanks.</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-18425589183957420422011-06-02T21:47:00.003+07:002011-06-02T21:55:56.255+07:00They're not "Evil" they WERE just sick.Goodnight.<div>So many things I might share, but I'm just too tired to write.</div><div>but the most important thing is, One of the evils has just turned back to me and we're good.</div><div>Maybe, the previous sentence is kinda confusing but I just dont know how to tell that.</div><div>It happened today, My boy opened his twitter and he had a conversations with the "evil-used-to-be" and she asked my boy to say hi to me.</div><div>I was just thinking "Maybe they're not evil, they were just sick"</div><div>or Maybe"its just my random feeling"</div><div>Stop talking about them.</div><div>oh and FYI, I'll take a diet program and maybe it will start 2moro.</div><div>see ya soon!</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-69588551767120188272011-05-31T10:46:00.000+07:002011-05-31T10:50:26.763+07:00My Fricking PAST!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(244, 130, 186); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; "><h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; position: relative; font: normal normal bold 18px/normal Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; color: rgb(244, 130, 186); ">REPOST!</h3><h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; position: relative; font: normal normal bold 18px/normal Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; color: rgb(244, 130, 186); ">"<a href="http://typeticksc.blogspot.com/2010/05/photoshoot.html" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(244, 130, 186); font: normal normal bold 18px/normal Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; ">photoshoot - bad tuesday</a></h3><div class="post-header" style="line-height: 1.6; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "><div class="post-header-line-1"></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-8883423542946635253" style="width: 506px; position: relative; line-height: 1.4; ">again and again its <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tuesday</span> already. hell yeah time goes so fast and faster.<div>today was bad. I mean it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wasnt</span> that bad. but it was still bad. understand? -_-</div><div>it started with, I woke up late this morning. and my bottle spilled out. it made my books on my bag so wet. I dried it under the fan. kinda 'rebek'. and my books just turned into curly books. -_-</div><div><br /></div><div>just got photos of photoshoot from Nindy. oh ya, I had a photoshoot yesterday.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwsFxbKUrxFS3woTa9Rle0muxRge6PShG5A6HmiD7IzVkDW1_76HMmtRyQGzjxCJ1uRjXn8_Lj_aHLso16VbXcpug-P-y1da5iWD-D9WU-JQspPWe8pTQTVyMmUGTZKjg-tdlu9f19AGU/s320/IMG_7594.jpg" style="padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-right-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-bottom-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-left-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 20px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 20px; border-top-left-radius: 0px 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px 0px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><i>braces girls haha</i></div><div style="text-align: center; "><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBRBFE-iGdzLJRQpDaQyQoeglqlPXI0imXl_5OwbS-MU7Oxz-R_8YpcjOxHtjnhuvt6qPFZreIi6f2i2sVU1EHiAQQ7er1afxa2xB1xcKQeoeU5_hba1cTKcrDweK4iHcBhZQqwGtUqpw/s320/IMG_7670.jpg" style="padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-right-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-bottom-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-left-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 20px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 20px; border-top-left-radius: 0px 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px 0px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><i>Nindy. Me</i></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Ctl1TSGYqRUnZW1y6WC3gj93gbEbGRAvpuHtrnK6ekqOB7dwrgrUdJbETnrrVrAo9y8s5RlKI7HWZD1u7BGyFDNa-FDLXpoWYMEauVNbOJgqVEJ_7QzaHSn5Zw4oYe1LP8nyp7zPwKk/s320/IMG_7625.jpg" style="padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-right-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-bottom-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-left-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 20px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 20px; border-top-left-radius: 0px 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px 0px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><i>me ;D</i></div><div style="text-align: center; "><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center; "><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxBGHvbnDest7HBDVP5zlOAVgU3LsPkLlKC5eeM1z8lL17UgzFls-_HFLDed0QZAHZb326a-FPZshsWQDB2bw4bQ9Eg7c-BNkIVuQXMIdH1wwWY86rIgP4B_V2AKYCWux2XIiN5yA6LU/s320/IMG_7775.jpg" style="padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-right-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-bottom-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); border-left-color: rgb(199, 199, 199); -webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 20px; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.199219) 0px 0px 20px; border-top-left-radius: 0px 0px; border-top-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px 0px; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px 0px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " /></i></div><div style="text-align: center; "><i>DADUR (Medi, Nindy, Me, Buaya)</i></div><div style="text-align: left; "><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left; ">yay, these are some of them.</div><div style="text-align: left; ">okay enough for now.</div><div style="text-align: left; ">bye"</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I dunno why, I realy miss this moment with them. Even I had so much bad accident when They WERE "a friend of mine"..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nindy is the exception. bold that.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></span>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-6569922230629836272011-05-30T12:35:00.004+07:002011-05-30T12:48:07.738+07:00Grams&Graps are the Cruelest Grandparents.readers, just wanna tell u sumthing.<b> I really dont like to be arranged</b>. I love to arranging my life by my self. Now, my Grams and Graps are arranging me like I'm their little doll who could be like everything they wanted. Somehow, I knew that they wanted the best for me, but they've been treating me like...ya ya whatever. There are some options in my life, and let me choose it. and u know what? they're ruining my University options. <div>enough for now, I dont know what i shud write. -_-</div><div>bye<br /><div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-45507555702684617152011-05-20T22:15:00.002+07:002011-05-20T22:43:45.757+07:00UntitledGood night Blogger.<div>I dont know what I've to write. I have so many bad feelings now. and lets start it to talk about "fake friends" and they dont know how to be a friend with me cause they have choosed to wrong person. How poor they are...</div><div>I've been on a "galau condition" for almost 3 days and its not about love or anything. its only about friendship. My boy said that 'Just forget about them, you are you'. Tears rolled down on my face, and I had no passion to eat but just now, I opened my eyes.Yeah I did.</div><div>and since I knew about the truth (How-evil-they-are) I've deleted them from my bestfriends list and im gonna take them to the deepest level of hell. There's where they have to live.</div><div>they supposed to get that right?</div><div>Okay It's enough. I dont wanna talk about them anymore. I could be so stupid if I still remember them.</div><div>the time goes on, and past has gone.</div><div>I need a recovery of my life, I just need something that could push my passion up. its like refresing. or maybe I wanna call it 'days to be better'</div><div>but till now, i just dunno what i have to do. its about money thingy. and time.</div><div>I want my brain to be freshed. I need my life to be changed. I'm desperately in needing of those things...</div><div>And... </div><div>lovelife. yeah lovelife. I'm still with Ega and We've been in a relationshipfor almost 2 years. what next? okay im gonna make it simple with 4 words. I-Still-Love-Him</div><div>even I know that in this world there are so many better boys. But honestly, I dont wanna lose him like seriously.</div><div>thanks for colouring my day Honey, I know you're gonna read it :p</div><div>and conclusion that I made are, life is full of mistakes, full of lies, dreams, hypocritiness</div><div>but this is not about we do it, its about how we feel it.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Chitya xoxo</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-88877773451177841102010-08-09T11:12:00.003+07:002010-08-09T11:20:21.847+07:0012 months Anniversary ;3<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8KwbxwHn8XO7ttZV-qvt4f5YO6y-t-4Ue4euj1nKJDBTiozeFTKlMXZs5E-rKIyHMkXBKXlXbUDUkp9tk4TzqHgHnGG9lYK3hZ25WJPw8ty3yK_iSYGtvpMbqdwM9PGVgWFjgcFGUnzs/s1600/31434_1410215147220_1587743907_953709_8256298_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8KwbxwHn8XO7ttZV-qvt4f5YO6y-t-4Ue4euj1nKJDBTiozeFTKlMXZs5E-rKIyHMkXBKXlXbUDUkp9tk4TzqHgHnGG9lYK3hZ25WJPw8ty3yK_iSYGtvpMbqdwM9PGVgWFjgcFGUnzs/s320/31434_1410215147220_1587743907_953709_8256298_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503260141570528770" /></a><br />Goodmorning blogger, 11;13 AM now, I still can say 'good aftermorningnoon' -_-<div>aaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, today is my 12 months anniversary, with my boyfriend. and we're going to celebrate this day together, and lastnight he tried to call me but my phone was off. and he sent me a message. like this <blockquote>selamat 1 tahun sayaaang, hp km mati sh. pdhl aku mau nelpon. aku sayang banget sama kamu nduut :3</blockquote>love you too darl, ah it feels like yesterday. everything's going so fast!!!!<blockquote></blockquote></div><div>thousand hugs, kisses, wishes, and love for our relationship.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-69885796606515955172010-07-31T09:54:00.003+07:002010-07-31T09:59:34.358+07:00What a perfect saturday morning!!!GOOD MORNING AND HAPPY WEEKEND GUYS<div>now im having a bad stomachache and its hurting me a lot and so much!!!</div><div>and guess what guys? PMS is killing me hardly! </div><div>now I have a personal relationship with cajuput oil, and I love this more than I love my boy!</div><div>I'm sorry if its too much! but its more than 'too much'</div><div>im.going.to.die</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-54233272927362013672010-07-18T07:32:00.002+07:002010-07-18T07:40:37.716+07:00holiday experience -> primary school thingsfew days ago, my english teacher asked us (gue sama temen temen baru gue itu di 'soc3') to make a paper of holiday experience...<div>dalem hati 'jeger.....<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">Mam, we're not primary school students!</span> maybe my sister would make it for you'</div><div>and I did, gue bikin lah itu paper anak bocah. and I told 'nothing'</div><div>'holiday at home, felt so bored, nothing to do, waiting for my boy, fuck that'</div><div><br /></div><div>----</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm already in 3th grade! have to more concentrate at all, and have to pass that thing called 'UAN' and I wish I can be 'anak berjaket kuning itu' sebenernya yang gue pgn ngga muluk2 kok, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">I want to be a Lawyer.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;">enough for now, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-11141776565935445202010-06-30T16:34:00.003+07:002010-06-30T16:45:31.951+07:00hello from Cirebonhallo.<br />jus wanna say hi. I'm bored now. alone at this internet rental thingy. Cirebon such a small place that you can go everywhere you want only with one second.<br />yep I am in a town where I was born.<br />its kinda hot in here.<br /><br />04. 38 pm.<br />waiting for my boy on facebook. Missing him so much. and as always.<br />by the way thanks to Afna, my first follower in this unimportant blog. hehe<br />anyway, I miss this town. but, I can feel bored if I cant find what I have to do here. It's like finding an and in one scoop of sugar. If I'm not on diet, I'll do 'wisata kuliner' nyum. ergh But I'm still not on diet, actually. I just dont wanna eat :p<br /><br />hehe enough for now,<br />byeChintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-33668279558056929322010-06-29T11:49:00.005+07:002010-06-29T11:55:02.775+07:00Missing our time♥<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjQomJw6NvuIIuUEw-lFNKovg-h5Xw7t3Luz5Pfk7mwyuU59hBHsm0Wqja9mkpKmq_aN_XFWeDzOQhAc4QFown-7lQnOKWPKnCUquypAkr6y_0Qy9P0I0uPKIkAbqGjVbRmhpaFjsBNo/s1600/31434_1410214627207_1587743907_953700_8294097_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjQomJw6NvuIIuUEw-lFNKovg-h5Xw7t3Luz5Pfk7mwyuU59hBHsm0Wqja9mkpKmq_aN_XFWeDzOQhAc4QFown-7lQnOKWPKnCUquypAkr6y_0Qy9P0I0uPKIkAbqGjVbRmhpaFjsBNo/s320/31434_1410214627207_1587743907_953700_8294097_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488054260966383938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS9nbOMbBXpC0BPHs0u_IRladxjPZ8Q6sQzahbh4-TbqsGaZvVRGfB9YFS_xtB5b3-E5WLMhHmgZdD5bosHRguH3nmRiGREdP7DfubRHT9lQCANinMuC-4S3YTQk_WeoOB6cZHRps2twg/s1600/31434_1410214907214_1587743907_953706_8108712_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS9nbOMbBXpC0BPHs0u_IRladxjPZ8Q6sQzahbh4-TbqsGaZvVRGfB9YFS_xtB5b3-E5WLMhHmgZdD5bosHRguH3nmRiGREdP7DfubRHT9lQCANinMuC-4S3YTQk_WeoOB6cZHRps2twg/s320/31434_1410214907214_1587743907_953706_8108712_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488053583946377394" /></a>I'm sorry for being so lame. My heart is fragile, brittle, frail, weak, or flimsy. <i>what ever</i>.Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-20131769033770574982010-06-28T13:41:00.001+07:002010-06-28T13:48:28.799+07:00about my 11 months anniversary projectIt is already done, I only have to make a cover for the cd and buy a cd case. <div>I hope he'll love it.</div><div>Movie for 11 months anniversary gift. and I'm goin to make a scrapbook for 1 year anniversary.</div><div>and I hope there'll be 11 years anniversary or 50 years anniversary.</div><div><br /></div><div>♥ youuuu EGA</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>9 Agustus 2009 -</b> </div><div><br /></div><div>ticks u later</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-91613852406356761672010-06-28T11:57:00.000+07:002010-06-28T12:11:57.895+07:00Short Holiday & CoffeeI'm bored. as usual. this holiday has no fun. I wake up every morning and I have to think what I must do on that day. And I turn on my computer, and play it all day long. Watch tv, then go back to sleep. before that I always hope that tomorrow is 7th July<div><br /></div><div><b>- My happiness is gonna start at 7th July.</b></div><div>On that day, My boy will come back to Indonesia. and I'll have a short holiday with him. Why is it called short? I only have 4 days to spend with him. at 12th July I have to go back to school. sounds bored. But Anyway, I really cant wait for 7th July. I'm so waiting for it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Back to my bored things at home. I have a mood booster for accompany me when I get bored. Coffee. Yipppieeee.... When I get bored, I make a cup of coffee.</div><div>I drink a coffee twice a day. Or more. Coffee always feels good on my tongue. </div><div>Sometimes, It reminds me to Ega. I often make him a cup of coffee when he's at my house. </div><div><br /></div><div>Twitter, Facebook, Blog. Those things are my <i>games</i>. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>have to go. See ya!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>-middle finger for u dad! always hate u</div><div><b>ur daughter</b></div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-88976171993570627462010-06-27T18:07:00.001+07:002010-06-27T18:26:15.928+07:00Am I Single? :|hello.<div>Happy Holiday to everyone. Now, I'm a senior student. Welcome to XII Social Class.</div><div>It has been more than a week, I'm doing all my things alone. No boyfriend.</div><div>He has gone to aussie since last saturday. And he's gonna come back at 7th July.</div><div>my life sucks without him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>"no boy, no life"</i></b></div><div>haha. and I've no passion for eat. I dunno why. It makes my stomach got sick. But I'm already all right now. sttt...... I lost my weight :p</div><div>anyway, he already texted me yesterday. he said that he's on his way to Grafton. </div><div>before that, I had so many bad feelings. I extremely worried about him. </div><div>and yep, I've been sending him so many messages on Facebook since monday. but I dunno when he will reply those stupid messages.</div><div>and my phone, it is so cricky, dead. dont have any credit on it hehe ;p</div><div>tomorrow I'm going to Cirebon with mom. Hopefully, that trip is goin to make me feel better.</div><div>I'm bored to stay at home. I've been sitting on front of this stuff since morning.</div><div>Just made a tumblr page, but I dunno how to use it. Poor me. (sounds 'kampung')</div><div>catch ya'll later</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-1593271783092462822010-05-28T18:28:00.000+07:002010-05-28T18:40:04.878+07:00fortune teller<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://bonbonbox.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/ist2_118624-gypsy-fortune-teller.jpg" /></div>my life has been ruined since wednesday.<div>on that day, I met my friends. laughed, talked, shared. and we played card.</div><div>it started with. 'card fortune reader' or whatever it named. </div><div>and it told me, that my true soulmate isnt my boyf (ega). it told that, my soulm its......aryo.</div><div>it shocked me. so much. couldnt talk. and speechless.</div><div>when I was home, I had a call with my boy and told him what happened. he said that I didnt have to worry about that. and it was just a fake. I didnt have to believe it. </div><div>tried so hard to dont care and taraaaaaaaaaaaa! i cant!</div><div>still on my mind, and it always makes me not in my mood. feeling guilty with my boy about everything that I did to him and since that thing happened, I knew that I really really love him.</div><div>now, im just trying to dont care and dont believe about that thingy.</div><div>do you believe on that?</div><div>dont be a foolish!</div><div>like I am --_--</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>enough for now, byebye</div><div>by the way, have a nice long weekend♥</div><div><br /></div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-26784054997224134882010-05-24T17:53:00.001+07:002010-05-24T17:56:04.306+07:00PHOTOBOX♥<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNH4AKhiJ3hmL6i2mzZtVmcIcB03-10wd51APhwq2NctpbT9VV5tUn9kQbh9oI3L-BcUevOhOZTXhkYCnNqYsluqQ7Sez2AlEVKqU9KyGwRta2gEC7eHHBskb_QKnLwmtbqFrJpNdUXxc/s1600/IMG.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNH4AKhiJ3hmL6i2mzZtVmcIcB03-10wd51APhwq2NctpbT9VV5tUn9kQbh9oI3L-BcUevOhOZTXhkYCnNqYsluqQ7Sez2AlEVKqU9KyGwRta2gEC7eHHBskb_QKnLwmtbqFrJpNdUXxc/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474788253624370098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>It was on Saturday night</i>.</div><div style="text-align: left;">not in my mood to post anything.</div><div style="text-align: left;">c u later</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-55392871862603713382010-05-22T09:19:00.000+07:002010-05-22T09:35:01.634+07:00saturday &.&for me, saturday is the best day of the week. hahahaha guess why?<div>it feels so long and full of hapiness. </div><div>yep 9.21 am in front of computer.. as usual</div><div>listening to justin bieber's album haha. actually, I'm not JB Fever. but I do love his voice and his style. but Im still not that JB Fever. Underline that!</div><div><br /></div><div>haha stop talking about Justin Bieber. yesterday was Nindy's birthday. We (medi, buaya, dite) made a lil surprise for her. and it ended with Cream Party -_-</div><div>and yesterday, I met my best umumumu :3 we did karaoke and we went to barangin. </div><div><br /></div><div>yesterday, started with woke up lil bit earlier, and ended with love message from my boyf ;)</div><div>I wish today gonna be so magical.</div><div>oh yea, I already sold my iPhone HAHA</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>bye</div><div><br /></div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-6690104589651831172010-05-18T19:52:00.000+07:002010-05-18T20:08:55.591+07:00Missing them :(<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwlipNXDzpwNt_i_Hwf3g44nzqFmQ7_3mHbnnap9hyphenhyphenCdqWPZA14fAZ77XM9sRjjpqAl79Uj-D_M6dqB7DQd0GCuJH4-pRyFfx18hVbcT1h8CDhi_pJQseXF1pyPZ-rk1O5iX685wo6AdU/s1600/29047_1288628706336_1548765710_30750846_5272195_n.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwlipNXDzpwNt_i_Hwf3g44nzqFmQ7_3mHbnnap9hyphenhyphenCdqWPZA14fAZ77XM9sRjjpqAl79Uj-D_M6dqB7DQd0GCuJH4-pRyFfx18hVbcT1h8CDhi_pJQseXF1pyPZ-rk1O5iX685wo6AdU/s320/29047_1288628706336_1548765710_30750846_5272195_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472592501178275522" /></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1rALSj_XJN2U4WYRGR_C8WgvjXFQZRkGHE1Wb8rzG0sx30kYhGC1cYDFIti1TO4ayfAkouYQAgsXq3r0Urb5mBJDhFPl5ivRq7-cQ2ONHvX_1vxhiZb96gRbK-R9M7iK8-qYjO8_ZFZU/s320/8430_1242765757201_1471061336_668932_543665_n.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUqlhmMB11NstEHV00K8IHztQQVhDHy1rksd-huBCbY3kGEnmke4HD35WmveBsN5BwNqnEhS0GVi_QhIGwyAml5x-tIUm_sBEE0ynLVScvRv09xc9ri9gw4jfTH91Db3K2BO06BCX9g1k/s320/29884_1362398072328_1602870710_860892_6140473_n.jpg" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEievW1_-HS8hOH2ALdV7qf_hF2C-wo6q8-Y8s60P1G2URPWZkIPNAPNLP6Nj61luKPoOp5acFmluNR8SP9MmGhu_zbJrOPBHrnlXBsARsgYfOAMtClwezVdPzlVj0OZngjlhyImTnr1l8Q/s320/17174_1219266556025_1059725193_30550753_5603779_n.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I'm in a bad condition of missing u all guys :(</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>Daniel, Mami, Ika & Aryo</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>they're the best ♥</i></div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-88834235429466352532010-05-18T15:56:00.000+07:002010-05-18T16:34:45.030+07:00photoshoot - bad tuesdayagain and again its <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tuesday</span> already. hell yeah time goes so fast and faster.<div>today was bad. I mean it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wasnt</span> that bad. but it was still bad. understand? -_-</div><div>it started with, I woke up late this morning. and my bottle spilled out. it made my books on my bag so wet. I dried it under the fan. kinda 'rebek'. and my books just turned into curly books. -_-</div><div><br /></div><div>just got photos of photoshoot from Nindy. oh ya, I had a photoshoot yesterday. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwsFxbKUrxFS3woTa9Rle0muxRge6PShG5A6HmiD7IzVkDW1_76HMmtRyQGzjxCJ1uRjXn8_Lj_aHLso16VbXcpug-P-y1da5iWD-D9WU-JQspPWe8pTQTVyMmUGTZKjg-tdlu9f19AGU/s320/IMG_7594.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>braces girls haha</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBRBFE-iGdzLJRQpDaQyQoeglqlPXI0imXl_5OwbS-MU7Oxz-R_8YpcjOxHtjnhuvt6qPFZreIi6f2i2sVU1EHiAQQ7er1afxa2xB1xcKQeoeU5_hba1cTKcrDweK4iHcBhZQqwGtUqpw/s320/IMG_7670.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Nindy. Me</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Ctl1TSGYqRUnZW1y6WC3gj93gbEbGRAvpuHtrnK6ekqOB7dwrgrUdJbETnrrVrAo9y8s5RlKI7HWZD1u7BGyFDNa-FDLXpoWYMEauVNbOJgqVEJ_7QzaHSn5Zw4oYe1LP8nyp7zPwKk/s320/IMG_7625.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>me ;D</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhxBGHvbnDest7HBDVP5zlOAVgU3LsPkLlKC5eeM1z8lL17UgzFls-_HFLDed0QZAHZb326a-FPZshsWQDB2bw4bQ9Eg7c-BNkIVuQXMIdH1wwWY86rIgP4B_V2AKYCWux2XIiN5yA6LU/s320/IMG_7775.jpg" /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>DADUR (Medi, Nindy, Me, Buaya)</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">yay, these are some of them. </div><div style="text-align: left;">okay enough for now.</div><div style="text-align: left;">bye</div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2955305488196346767.post-82544965710794215112010-05-16T22:24:00.000+07:002010-05-16T22:38:56.020+07:00can't sleep ;(goodnight blog, it's already 22.30 p.m and I still awake hell yeah<div>there's no word to say, there's no story to tell</div><div>lets make a topic for tonight.</div><div>1. school</div><div>2. monday</div><div>3. those things are fuck!</div><div>oh no no no...........</div><div><br /></div><div>stop talking about those fucking idiot hell things. I'll talk about something romantic.</div><div>like disney fairy tale. or about princess and prince. hapilly ever after. cliche.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRhJWvU6Km9qUmMuNaSM2rDhXnQ88tIMDzAnBZ0Un30bBOTTk0A7T8AA-mROG3TNtELoO6H0PsfaEpZONCHsBNH5ZzAQAT5Z-ok3JCDszJPFAt88BNCskEoI1S6flA1FCCMOeMm3sVRME/s320/Disney_Fairy_Tales_Couples_by_Ciro1.jpg" /></div><div>I'm gonna make something different. just like my love story.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiejLZJznyyviZN2U1v3Es4CcnCcTfqyvTnyox9OO1qyxPoWF0Ge6bIO-nL2uYOWixGb5I2RVFn8nnVgacoeUbIFVKBawu3yuCDyUGF6uBdC2jISi7pG4_Y6wkeI1iQyTudN3erNBgsqmM/s320/6490_1121890122596_1087366681_30343118_2608795_n.jpg" /></div><div>haha its going to be abnormal.</div><div>my eyes~~~ its only 40% now.</div><div><br /></div><div>fuck, I hate you boy. you ruin my life. (for someone, dont ask who)</div><div><br /></div><div>goodnight and bye</div><div><br /></div>Chintya Kiswandinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07660000113532812199noreply@blogger.com0