<?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-6433870</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:15:27.524+07:00</updated><category term='iseng'/><category term='jurnal'/><title type='text'>Open book!</title><subtitle type='html'>My colourful pages with family, friends and everyone I know and, from them, I learn something new every single day....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-900383251428058010</id><published>2009-03-31T12:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:55:07.723+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jurnal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iseng'/><title type='text'>Membaca Ulang Jurnal Lama</title><summary type='text'>Beberapa hari lalu, saya menyempatkan diri membaca ulang jurnal lama. Tepatnya, jurnal yang ditulisi secara manual, dalam bentuk buku dengan tulisan dari -biasanya bukan menggunakan pena tapi lebih sering- spidol.  Dan baru hari ini, saya membaca ulang catatan di jurnal maya yang sudah cukup lama dibiarkan tak terisi lagi sejak 2007.Menarik juga, membaca cerita diri sendiri selama ini. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/900383251428058010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/900383251428058010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2009/03/membaca-ulang-jurnal-lama.html' title='Membaca Ulang Jurnal Lama'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-117647429771210437</id><published>2007-04-13T20:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:24:57.726+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jelas Kurang Tidur, Tapi Cuek Aja</title><summary type='text'>Belakangan ini punya kebiasaan pulang dini hari lagi. Seringnya sih nyangkut dulu di Bubur Ayam Sukabumi atau Hotdog Booth di Tebet bareng temen gue, Tom. Makan bubur ayam setengah porsi atau salad plus milo dingin baru pulang ke rumah.Begitu sampai rumah, gue nggak langsung tidur. Pertama, alasannya karena ngasih waktu -minimal sejam- buat perut gue. Halah! Makan di jam segitu pastinya kan bikin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/117647429771210437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/117647429771210437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2007/04/jelas-kurang-tidur-tapi-cuek-aja.html' title='Jelas Kurang Tidur, Tapi Cuek Aja'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-117621271836923227</id><published>2007-04-10T20:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:50:52.253+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asik-asiknya Main...</title><summary type='text'>Buat sebagian orang, teknologi ini pasti sudah biasa banget. Namun buat gue, justru karena baru belakangan ini gue bisa mengaksesnya, gue jadi seneng maininnya, hehehe...Apa sih mainannya?Hahaha, rada malu bilangnya nih, wong cuma MMS. Gue seneng aja ngirim MMS ke Adi dan Rane. Ngirimnya dari foto sampai suara. Yang belum kirim video aja, karena kata HP gue, nggak bisa soalnya byte-nya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/117621271836923227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/117621271836923227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2007/04/asik-asiknya-main.html' title='Asik-asiknya Main...'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-117577869763974882</id><published>2007-04-05T20:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:11:37.653+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanggung Jawab</title><summary type='text'>Sekian lama dianggurin, sekian lama tak diisi apa-apa. Ini namanya tak bertanggung jawab!Hehehe, begini ini kalo marah sama diri sendiri. Habis kebiasaan buruk gue lagi tidak bisa diajak kompromi sedikit pun. Malas nulis, malas cerita. Dan itu terasa sekali kemarin-kemarin gejalanya. Gue emang nggak pernah bisa betah duduk berlama-lama di depan komputer. Justru gue betah sekali duduk nonton tv. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/117577869763974882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/117577869763974882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2007/04/tanggung-jawab.html' title='Tanggung Jawab'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-115341068887099520</id><published>2006-07-20T22:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:53:51.243+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Culture</title><summary type='text'>Who Should Paint You: Salvador DaliYou're a complex, intense creature who displays many layers.There's no way a traditional portrait could ever capture you!What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?Source: http://www.artcyclopedia.com/artists/dali_salvador.htmlWHO IS SALVADOR DALI?A flamboyant painter and sometime writer, sculptor and experimental film-maker, Salvador Dali was probably the greatest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/115341068887099520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/115341068887099520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/07/art-culture.html' title='Art Culture'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-115340982305042391</id><published>2006-07-20T22:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:37:58.013+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Setelah Dipikir-pikir Lagi...</title><summary type='text'>You Should Be A LeoWhat's good about you: you always speak your mind and aren't scared of anythingWhat's bad about you: you have to be the boss, and you love to control othersIn love: you enjoy being admired and pampered, but don't always reciprocateIn friendship, you're: easy to get along with and the center of attentionYour ideal job: member of royalty, TV anchor, or investment bankerYour sense</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/115340982305042391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/115340982305042391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/07/setelah-dipikir-pikir-lagi.html' title='Setelah Dipikir-pikir Lagi...'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-115072327048046660</id><published>2006-06-19T18:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:21:10.546+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A to F Sitcoms</title><summary type='text'>these sitcoms really amuse me....1.   alf2.   bewitched3.   brady bunch, the4.   cheers5.   cosby show, the6.   different strokes7.   facts of life, the8.   family ties9.   full house10.  friends</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/115072327048046660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/115072327048046660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-f-sitcoms.html' title='A to F Sitcoms'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-115071512843925045</id><published>2006-06-19T17:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T18:05:28.460+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagu C/Antik</title><summary type='text'>Kembali ke masa 80-90an, terutama untuk kembali mendengarkan lagu-lagu Indonesia di era itu adalah hal yang menyenangkan buat gue. Kembali ke mengingat-ingat jaman gue masih pake rok cokelat yang kemudian diganti warna merah, terus pake warna biru, abu-abu sampai akhirnya baju bebas. Duuh, jamdul banget.Coba ya ditelusuri lagi... Kaset pertama lagu Indonesia gue itu apa ya? Alamak! Nggak ingat. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/115071512843925045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/115071512843925045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/06/lagu-cantik.html' title='Lagu C/Antik'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-114995013446497535</id><published>2006-06-10T20:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:44:18.456+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cihui Net</title><summary type='text'>dekat rumah sekarang ada warnet, bo. seneng, nggak perlu ngabisin pulsa telepon rumah seperti kemarin buat internet-an. lumayan cepet juga aksesnya jadi nggak sadar kalo bisa duduk lama di depan komputer. norak ya?biarin!!!And because the Internet was designed to be permissive, its design attached no importance to the authentication of individual users (i.e. establishing that someone is who they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114995013446497535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114995013446497535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/06/cihui-net.html' title='Cihui Net'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-114969042187026343</id><published>2006-06-07T21:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T21:27:01.886+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasal Nakal</title><summary type='text'>suara gue sama sekali nggak asik didengar. sengau nggak jelas, bindeng nggak keruan. nggak bisa kenceng kalo ngomong, volumenya pol segitu aja. ya, gini... masih ada sisa-sisa sakit kemarin. untungnya sih nggak ada batuk-batuk dan pilek parah seperti dua hari lalu. mengingat biaya kesehatan sudah tidak lagi ditanggung kantor, nggak pengen gue sakit lebih lama. salah gue sendiri sih, suka malas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114969042187026343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114969042187026343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/06/nasal-nakal.html' title='Nasal Nakal'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-114949210826443392</id><published>2006-06-05T14:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T14:21:48.280+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penyakitan</title><summary type='text'>pusing kepala. nggak bisa bernapas. apa lagi nih? masa mesti flu lagi? dah curiga dari semalam, hari ini jadilah sakit beneran..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114949210826443392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114949210826443392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/06/penyakitan.html' title='Penyakitan'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-114197538452969145</id><published>2006-03-10T14:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:23:04.540+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it True?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114197538452969145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114197538452969145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/03/is-it-true.html' title='Is it True?'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-114187239156398310</id><published>2006-03-09T09:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:46:31.690+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pemandangan Pagi</title><summary type='text'>angin pagi melintas di antara pepohonan di perempatan jalan Mampangdedaunan pohon angsana tertiup terbang, meninggalkan rantingjatuh ke atap mobil yang bersliweran sebagian lagi meluruh ke aspalmenunggu angin menerbangkannya kembali- siapa bilang di Jakarta nggak ada musim gugur? -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114187239156398310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114187239156398310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/03/pemandangan-pagi.html' title='Pemandangan Pagi'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-114166746663628979</id><published>2006-03-07T00:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T00:51:06.680+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baca Tontonan</title><summary type='text'>belakangan ini sadar atau tidak, gue menumpuk hutang yg tambah hari tambah banyak. hutang bacaan dan hutang tontonan.belakangan ini, jelas dengan kesadaran bahwa hutang bacaan ini nggak boleh bertambah dulu sebelum diselesaikan, gue memaksa diri gue untuk menghabiskan waktu luang gue dengan membaca. tiap malam, sepulang kerja, sebelum mata mulai digelayuti kantuk, gue ambil satu buku cerita atau </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114166746663628979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114166746663628979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/03/baca-tontonan.html' title='Baca Tontonan'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-114140875624607875</id><published>2006-03-04T00:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:59:16.293+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hal Nggak Penting Yang Gue Suka</title><summary type='text'>You Are Apple PieYou're the perfect combo of comforting and traditional  Those who like you crave securityWhat Kind of Pie Are You?Your Hair Should Be BlueWild, brilliant, and out of control.You're a risk taker with an eye to the future.What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?You Are AnimalA complete lunatic, you're operating on 100% animal instincts.You thrive on uncontrolled energy, and you're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114140875624607875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114140875624607875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/03/hal-nggak-penting-yang-gue-suka.html' title='Hal Nggak Penting Yang Gue Suka'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-114140266297522147</id><published>2006-03-03T23:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:10:34.070+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am What I am</title><summary type='text'>Your Personality ProfileYou are happy, driven, and status conscious.You want everyone to know how successful you are.Very logical, you see life as a game of strategy.A bit of a loner, you prefer to depend on yourself.You always keep your cool and your composure.You are a born leader and business person.The World's Shortest Personality TestYour Values ProfileLoyalty:You value loyalty a fair </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114140266297522147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114140266297522147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-what-i-am.html' title='Am What I am'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-114140234458764485</id><published>2006-03-03T23:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T23:12:24.606+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidup Kelly!</title><summary type='text'>Your 2005 Song IsSince You've Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson"But since you've been goneI can breathe for the first timeI'm so moving on"In 2005, you moved on.What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114140234458764485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/114140234458764485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/03/hidup-kelly.html' title='Hidup Kelly!'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-113948904977421180</id><published>2006-02-09T19:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:44:09.806+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketika Ragu Membayang</title><summary type='text'>Memutuskan sesuatu hal yg cukup besar dalam hidup gue baru saja terjadi di akhir Januari kemarin. Buat sebagian orang mungkin ini adalah hal yg biasa saja, namun buat gue ini berarti tanggung jawab, kepastian dengan segala resikonya. Buat gue ini berarti kemandirian.  Sempat ada rasa ragu-ragu dan kuatir kalau-kalau keputusan yg gue lakukan ini belum tepat dan belum waktunya. Mau rasanya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113948904977421180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113948904977421180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/02/ketika-ragu-membayang.html' title='Ketika Ragu Membayang'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-113714978684507544</id><published>2006-01-13T17:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:31:41.690+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Doang</title><summary type='text'>Tiga jam empat puluh lima menit berlalu dari tengah malam,Tuuut....( sapaan saling berbarengan, jadi tumpang tindih ) suara mas-mas: Pagi aku bilang: Malam, eh udah pagi ya? Pagi, mas. Mau pesan taksi, dari nomor telepon 0818989xxx suara mas-mas:Dengan Endah di Indosiar? aku bilang:Ya suara mas-mas:Tujuan Jatinegara, sekarang? aku bilang:Ya suara mas-mas:Dengan bluebird, ditunggu di lobi? aku </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113714978684507544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113714978684507544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2006/01/ya-doang.html' title='Ya Doang'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-113591348087700286</id><published>2005-12-30T10:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T10:31:20.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepi</title><summary type='text'>Cuma segelintir teman yg masuk karena yg lain sudah ambil cuti akhir tahun. Bakal tambah sepi lagi karena ada beberapa teman yg berakhir kontraknya di hari terakhir Desember ini. Hmm, sumpah, makin nggak nikmat akhir tahun ini. I really need a break....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113591348087700286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113591348087700286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/12/sepi.html' title='Sepi'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-113576723681109579</id><published>2005-12-28T17:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T17:53:56.823+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nggak Kemana-mana</title><summary type='text'>Tahun ini nggak asik banget buat gue.  Nggak sempat jalan-jalan ke luar kota karena masih ada kerjaan yg harus diselesaikan di akhir tahun ini sampai pertengahan bulan depan nanti.  Wuuuaaa... I miss my holiday!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113576723681109579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113576723681109579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/12/nggak-kemana-mana.html' title='Nggak Kemana-mana'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-113516184605230341</id><published>2005-12-21T15:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:12:16.690+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Sedih</title><summary type='text'>Gue sangat menyadari bahwa gue punya hobi menonton.Nonton TVItu salah satu misalnya. Program tv apa saja sepanjang itu menarik perhatian dan bisa nambah pengetahuan pasti gue tonton. Gak peduli sebentar-sebentar, pet-pet, gue mesti pencet tombol remote mindahin saluran karena acaranya lagi jeda iklan. Sejauh ini ternyata, gue tetap bisa ngikutin cerita film di SCTV, program soft-news di Trans TV </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113516184605230341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/113516184605230341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/12/film-sedih.html' title='Film Sedih'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-112433490775096292</id><published>2005-08-18T10:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T10:15:07.756+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan-jalan Pas-pasan</title><summary type='text'>Akhirnya, setelah semua kerjaan selesai dan sembari menunggu kontrak kelar, hari ini gue dan beberapa teman -Budi, Jeni, Marco dan Vira- berencana berangkat ke Bandung.  Gue -sumpah mati!- nggak peduli dengan agenda apapun yg mau dilakukan di sana, yg penting bisa pergi dan dapat pemandangan lain di sana.  Lebih nggak pedulinya lagi, duit udah pas-pasan masih aja mau jalan-jalan.... Cihui dah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112433490775096292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112433490775096292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/08/jalan-jalan-pas-pasan.html' title='Jalan-jalan Pas-pasan'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-112206352917999269</id><published>2005-07-23T02:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T03:18:49.236+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatsyiii....</title><summary type='text'>Kalau beberapa bulan kemarin penyakit gue nggak pernah jauh dari mulas doang karena kebanyakan makan sambal, dalam dua minggu ini ada tambahan lain. Flu gara-gara alergi. Ini bukan barang baru sebenarnya. Gue dulu pernah begini kalau suhu udara dingin dan tubuh gue nggak bisa beradaptasi sama cuaca. Diawali bersin yg nggak bisa berhenti, pilek terus-menerus sampai mata berair dan bengkak. Kadang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112206352917999269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112206352917999269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/07/hatsyiii.html' title='Hatsyiii....'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-112167864978853108</id><published>2005-07-18T16:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T16:24:10.380+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Djakarta Fair</title><summary type='text'>Apa yg biasanya dicari orang saat pergi ke Pekan Raya Jakarta, dulu disebutnya Djakarta Fair? Jawaban buat pertanyaan ini pasti akan beragam, tergantung kebutuhan, tergantung pengalaman masing-masing orang. Kalau buat diri gue sendiri - karena gue suka makan - dari kecil gue paling suka cari stan American Donut. Jadi setiap pulang dari sana, belum sah rasanya kalau nggak bawa sekantong donat. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112167864978853108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112167864978853108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/07/djakarta-fair.html' title='Djakarta Fair'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-112115530986942151</id><published>2005-07-09T23:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T15:11:30.976+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sekitar Sarinah Thamrin</title><summary type='text'>Sebelum tidur semalam baru ingat kalau hari ini ada rencana mau ketemuan sama Elida buat membahas jadwal kegiatan pas jalan-jalan ke Madura, Malang, Surabaya nanti. Gue kirim sms ke dia, isinya: ketemuannya jadi besok atau minggu depan ya? Pas terkirim pas mati pula hp gue karena habis batere. Ya sudah, besok pagi saja cek jawabannya.Ternyata memang jadinya hari ini, jam 11 di Oh La La Thamrin. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112115530986942151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112115530986942151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/07/sekitar-sarinah-thamrin.html' title='Sekitar Sarinah Thamrin'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-112080762010181786</id><published>2005-07-08T14:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T14:51:06.846+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganti Kusen</title><summary type='text'>Mulai hari ini di rumah lagi ada perbaikan sedikit. Tepatnya di beberapa kusen pintu yg sudah mulai usang dan rapuh dimakan rayap. Beberapa hari kemarin gue sempat ngobrol sama ibu dan gue sedikit memaksa dia untuk segera ambil tindakan. Mau tunggu sampai kapan, masa nggak dibetulin juga?Jujur, walaupun rumah orangtua gue ini rasanya cuma jadi 'tempat numpang tidur' karena waktu gue lebih banyak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112080762010181786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112080762010181786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/07/ganti-kusen.html' title='Ganti Kusen'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-112038480134705505</id><published>2005-07-03T17:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T17:00:01.353+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menyenangkan!</title><summary type='text'>Sekian banyak cerita berlangsung di hari-hari kemarin.  Ada yg mengesalkan, menyebalkan, membosankan, menguras enerji.  Di lain sisi, ada juga yg membahagiakan, memunculkan senyum, menimbulkan harapan.  Dua kontradiksi, dua ekstrim yg selalu bisa menambah warna, memperkaya arti dan memaknai kehidupan. Dua mata koin, yg seperti judi hasilnya selalu memberikan kejutan di tangan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112038480134705505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/112038480134705505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/07/menyenangkan.html' title='Menyenangkan!'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111857531595430998</id><published>2005-06-12T18:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T18:21:55.960+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagu Lama</title><summary type='text'>Menemukan lirik lagu lama Nikka Costa, menyenangkan sekali karena ternyata gue masih bisa mengingat kata-katanya dan iramanya.  Artinya bagus dan menyemangati, karena itu gue taruh di sini:It's Your DreamLooking at tomorrow sets you free from yesterdayGiving up your sorrow is the key to find your wayLiving for the moment is the only way to growLife is what you make it by now you ought to knowIt's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111857531595430998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111857531595430998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/06/lagu-lama.html' title='Lagu Lama'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111718852329234598</id><published>2005-05-27T17:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T17:08:43.296+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidup Sehat!</title><summary type='text'>Sejak dua hari yg lalu gue kembali ke atas treadmill dan cross-trainer lagi. Asli sudah lama nggak olahraga, rasanya badan gue makin nggak sehat.  Makanya begitu ada waktu luang, gue bela-belain ke BodyLife, ganti baju, ambil handuk dan naik ke kedua mesin tadi.Besok gue mau ke sana lagi. Kali ini gue mau sekalian pakai fasilitas sauna dan steam room-nya.  Hmmm, sudah terbayang-bayang di depan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111718852329234598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111718852329234598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/05/hidup-sehat.html' title='Hidup Sehat!'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111604498846341945</id><published>2005-05-14T11:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T11:36:49.516+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menata Ulang Kehidupan</title><summary type='text'>Mendengarnya bercerita tentang kehidupannya -satu hal yg jarang sekali dia ungkapkan, tentang usahanya untuk keluar dari kepompong yg dijalinnya sendiri selama ini, akhirnya menjelaskan segala hal yg hingga beberapa hari kemarin sempat mengesalkan perasaan gue. Kehidupan memang terus bergerak dan berubah. Mengarah ke yg lebih baik tentunya jadi harapan setiap orang. Seperti keinginannya juga gue.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111604498846341945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111604498846341945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/05/menata-ulang-kehidupan.html' title='Menata Ulang Kehidupan'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111556177089017444</id><published>2005-05-08T21:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T21:16:10.973+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Komentar 0815</title><summary type='text'>Saat ini gue mencoba memahami, mencoba mengerti.  Bukan hal yg mudah karena dari peristiwa demi peristiwa yg acap kali terjadi, gue hanya mendapatkan reaksi 'seperti tak pernah terjadi apa-apa'  Entahlah, mungkin gue merasa kebiasaan dia ini jadi memburuk bahkan menjadi-jadi. Mungkin gue juga terlalu bersikap keras dan egois padanya.  Mungkin juga hal ini sudah bukan teritori gue lagi tapi gue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111556177089017444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111556177089017444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/05/komentar-0815.html' title='Komentar 0815'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111552942696544713</id><published>2005-05-08T19:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T20:48:25.756+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Batmus</title><summary type='text'>Semalam ketemuan ma Adep di Izzi Pizza, Menteng. Gue sempat ketawa gara-gara isi smsnya yg berubah pikiran: kayaknya gw capek deh hidup di dunia djadoel, gw gabung ama dunia begajulan loe deh malam ini. Hehehe....Adep sempat kenalan dengan Arif, pacarnya Arif, Sacha, Budi, Vira, Tiwu dan Bona dan dia terpaksa makan sepiring pizza sendirian karena saat dia datang kami sedang memesan dessert. Nggak</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111552942696544713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111552942696544713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-batmus.html' title='Blog Batmus'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111540407296563002</id><published>2005-05-07T01:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T13:21:10.956+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uang Panas</title><summary type='text'>Nggak pernah kejadian seumur hidup nih. Gue menang telak taruhan! Menang 1,5 juta dalam waktu singkat. Kata teman-teman, karena ini uang panas berarti harus dibelanjakan segera. Beli barang kek, beli baju kek. Hmmm, gue putuskan traktir teman-teman di Izzi Pizza aja besok. Rame-rame makan malam di sana.nb: buat yg pengen buka botol, sorry guys, dananya nggak cukup secara gue juga nggak gila ma </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111540407296563002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111540407296563002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/05/uang-panas.html' title='Uang Panas'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111540340951185348</id><published>2005-05-07T00:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T01:16:49.593+07:00</updated><title type='text'>0815 Sekian-Sekian</title><summary type='text'>Tiga hari yg lalu masuk pesan dari orang yg selama ini suka nggak pernah jelas keberadaannya.  Sebentar ada, lebih sering hilang.  Kalau gue boleh bilang tepatnya, lebih dari tiga bulan orang ini sudah nggak sempat lagi berkomunikasi dengan (dulu pernah jadi) teman baiknya. Hmmm, saat gue baca pesan ini, gue nggak nyangka reaksi gue cuma -apa tepatnya dalam kosa kata bahasa Indonesia?.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111540340951185348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111540340951185348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/05/0815-sekian-sekian.html' title='0815 Sekian-Sekian'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111436670641637537</id><published>2005-04-25T00:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:18:26.416+07:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 Semangat Ekstra</title><summary type='text'>Seminggu sudah pekerjaan Extra ini berjalan, seminggu terhitung dari tanggal pertama penayangannya.  Bukan pekerjaan mudah, tapi ini pekerjaan yg sesuai dengan nama programnya.  Ekstra kreativitas, ekstra sabar, ekstra tabah.  Mengapa dibilang begitu?Bicara Extra, bicara bahwa program ini diupayakan untuk mendukung program Series yg muncul seminggu sekali.  Bicara Extra,  bicara menghadirkan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111436670641637537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111436670641637537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/04/12-semangat-ekstra.html' title='1/2 Semangat Ekstra'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111402163554174059</id><published>2005-04-21T01:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T01:27:15.540+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kok Begini Lagi?</title><summary type='text'>Gimana sih?  Lagi-lagi mesti menunggu loading untuk kesekian kalinya padahal materinya sudah harus jadi untuk tayang besok. Rasanya tadi baru aja diomongin di rapat Extra, kok lagi-lagi masalah ini keulang.  Gue jadi buang energi kalo begini. Menunggu sesuatu yg belum juga bisa dikerjakan. Sekarang data materi loadingnya gak ada, terus gimana bikin editingnya dong?  Masa mesti offline dan ngulang</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111402163554174059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111402163554174059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/04/kok-begini-lagi.html' title='Kok Begini Lagi?'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111386244077137510</id><published>2005-04-20T14:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T14:26:49.833+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pindah Tongkrongan</title><summary type='text'>Jadi juga gue pergi ke Museum Sejarah Jakarta alias Museum Fatahillah kemarin buat nonton pertunjukan teater Oey Tambahsia: Si Tampan van Batavia. Acara ini mulai jam 10.00 dan gue tiba di sana rada terlambat 15 menit. Untungnya, masih ada upacara kata sambutan segala jadi pertunjukan barongsai yg mengawali tontonan ini belum dimulai.Ketemu Adep, lalu kenalan dengan teman-teman alumnus PTD </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111386244077137510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111386244077137510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/04/pindah-tongkrongan.html' title='Pindah Tongkrongan'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111382304093556173</id><published>2005-04-16T22:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:17:20.936+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sahabat Sesungguhnya</title><summary type='text'>text message:It helped me a lot and relieving when you hear me out last night. It really broke my heart to feel I'm not belong in this work again. Maybe I take this matter too hard, but I can't help it. Damn, it bugs me a lot.  Sorry, if I make you hear this over again.delivered to 0818818xxxsms in, 0818818xxxThe most important thing is do not regret 'cause we're not gonna through this 4 d rest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111382304093556173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111382304093556173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/04/sahabat-sesungguhnya_111382304093556173.html' title='Sahabat Sesungguhnya'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111347733075648624</id><published>2005-04-06T16:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T18:15:30.756+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katanya Gempa</title><summary type='text'>15.25 wibBegini rasanya kalau harus ikut-ikutan waspada karena ada sms yg diterima orang kantor tentang kemungkinan terjadinya gempa.  Dikasih tahunya pas lagi nonton American Idol pula. Gila!  Susah banget buat gue untuk beranjak meninggalkan TV tanpa tahu bagaimana penampilan Constantine Maroulis.  Dia belum kebagian nyanyi nih, jangan-jangan yg terakhir lagi!15.42 wibSebagian teman sudah turun</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111347733075648624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111347733075648624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/04/katanya-gempa_111347733075648624.html' title='Katanya Gempa'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111287667196020817</id><published>2005-04-03T04:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:06:06.266+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kembaran Jiwa</title><summary type='text'>Ada yang akhirnya menjadi kebiasaan. Mau dibilang rutin sebenarnya terjadi tidak secara terencana. Hanya dari kebiasaan bercerita dan berbagi kabar tentang apa saja, terutama yg terjadi di Kautaman, akhirnya jadi kecanduan. Dan malam ini ceritanya jadi lebih panjang dari biasanya.Apa saja jadi bahasan. Mulai dari A sampai Z, lalu balik dari Z ke A lagi. Kebutuhan bercerita ini ternyata juga dia </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111287667196020817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111287667196020817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/04/kembaran-jiwa.html' title='Kembaran Jiwa'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111267638777292465</id><published>2005-04-02T17:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T11:46:27.776+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampilan Baru</title><summary type='text'>Setelah sempat beberapa kali gagal janjian, hari ini gue ketemu juga sama Mbak Tikka.  Di Daniel Amarta Salon, Jl. Cikajang sebelah NVU.  Dari jamannya gue audisi Idol di Yogya, dia sudah cerita mau mewarnai rambutnya.  Warnanya apa dia masih bingung, copper atau burgundy.  Sekitar jam 1 siang dia sudah tiba di salon dan minta gue datang ke sana.  Cuma karena dia cerita mau massage dulu, gue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111267638777292465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111267638777292465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/04/tampilan-baru_02.html' title='Tampilan Baru'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111261415587254036</id><published>2005-04-01T19:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T18:29:15.873+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banci Foto</title><summary type='text'>Kapan lagi bisa gila-gilaan difoto secara ada fotografer Malibu yg bisa dikaryakan buat motretin orang-orang banci foto model kami ini? Nah, inilah hasilnya. Sayang Tiwu, Marco dan Adja tidak ada. Tiwu malah langsung pergi ke MTA sama Ofan. Gue nggak ngerti kemana perginya Marco dan Adja saat itu. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111261415587254036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111261415587254036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/04/banci-foto.html' title='Banci Foto'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111261252877630893</id><published>2005-04-01T02:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T18:02:08.776+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulang Pagi</title><summary type='text'>Babak eliminasi kelar.  Dua puluh empat orang sudah kepilih buat babak workshop, tapi masih panjang perjalanan mereka sebelum masuk spekta.  Waktu nungguin keputusan siapa akhirnya kontestan yg menggenapi 24 ini, mata gue udah berasa sepet banget.  Merah dan pegal rasanya tapi harus bertahan karena masih ada kerjaan buat Extra setelah ini. Jam 01.30 bereslah semua.  Taksi sudah menanti di </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111261252877630893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111261252877630893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/04/pulang-pagi_01.html' title='Pulang Pagi'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111261115879573647</id><published>2005-03-27T14:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:39:18.796+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wajah-Wajah Lama</title><summary type='text'>Gagal datang ke akad nikahan Putu&amp;Oos, habis gue nggak puas sama baju yg rencana awalnya mau dipakai.  Bolak-balik ganti, tau-tau udah lewat jam 08.00.  Yah, gue terpaksa sms ke mbak Etty dan bilang batal hadir pagi ini, tapi bakal datang di resepsinya saja.  Di kawinan, gue ketemu sama teman-teman Famili 100 lama.  Ada Riris, Yunita dan Pipit.  Senang juga bisa ngobrol sama mereka.  Eh, Ohduy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111261115879573647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111261115879573647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/wajah-wajah-lama.html' title='Wajah-Wajah Lama'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111215079097942649</id><published>2005-03-26T14:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:06:55.946+07:00</updated><title type='text'>FW: Tanya &amp; Jawab</title><summary type='text'>Entah kapan mula persisnya gue sendiri juga nggak ingat, teman gue di TR sesekali mengirim sms juga menelepon untuk bertanya dan minta pendapat. Soal apa? Hmm, nggak jauh-jauh dari urusan asmara. Awalnya dia bercerita tentang pria bule yg mencoba mendekatinya sekelar syuting kemarin. Masa depan cerah nih, si bule bos perusahaan besar di sini. Tapi -kenapa ya mesti ada tapi?- si bos sudah beristri</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111215079097942649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111215079097942649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/fw-tanya-jawab.html' title='FW: Tanya &amp; Jawab'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111260976060903709</id><published>2005-03-25T21:42:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:26:56.180+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode Satu</title><summary type='text'>Nonton Idol episode 1 di La Porchetta, Setiabudi Building, Kuningan. Nggak banyak yg bisa ikutan ternyata, mungkin karena terlalu mendadak bikin acara kumpul-kumpulnya, mungkin juga karena hujan deras dan merata yg bikin orang malas kemana-mana.Sudah sempat preview di kantor beberapa hari yg lalu dan ada beberapa revisi, tapi kok gue masih merasa kering materinya dan ceritanya kurang mengalir ya?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111260976060903709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111260976060903709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/episode-satu.html' title='Episode Satu'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111165744536465552</id><published>2005-03-15T23:48:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T12:44:04.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambut Merah</title><summary type='text'>Uki kembali menagih janji.Room to room call, from 1202 to 808'Jadi nggak nih?''Iya, tapi bukannya elo mau makan kepiting, apa elo sempat?''Bisa kok, nggak lama kok prosesnya''Ya, hayo kalo begitu'1 new message, from 0856xxxxxxx....jangan lupa bawa sikat gigi dan sisir, di sini nggak ada sama sekalidalam hati, gue menjawab(minta dari housekeeping di kamarnya si Uki aja ah)di kamar mandi, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111165744536465552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111165744536465552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/rambut-merah_111165744536465552.html' title='Rambut Merah'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111163470084881067</id><published>2005-03-11T08:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T14:31:41.070+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naar Bandara Adi Sucipto</title><summary type='text'>Beli buku yg selama ini gue cari-cari dan tungguin harganya lebih murah dari pertama kali lihat. Akhirnya! Kebeli juga... Dan ini salah satu gambar Batavia yg nggak bosan-bosannya gue lihat mulai dari dalam kabin pesawat - saat pulang dari Yogya sampai tiba di rumah. Tuhan, Kamu sangat baik hati sekali padaku!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111163470084881067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111163470084881067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/naar-bandara-adi-sucipto_11.html' title='Naar Bandara Adi Sucipto'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111147625699356212</id><published>2005-03-11T01:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T14:10:02.173+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pesanan Khusus</title><summary type='text'>Melihat segepok kertas sisa potongan data kontestan yg disiapkan Tiiyu untuk judging besok menimbulkan ide di kepala gue. Ting, kayak bola lampu pijar! Beberapa kertas gue ambil dan langsung gue tulisi. Hmm, apa ya yg cocok untuk si birthday girl?No need to be stress, your success will follow you anywhere. Nah, ini baru ketemu satu. Apalagi? Love sees no distance. Hahaha, ada satu ceritanya yg </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111147625699356212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111147625699356212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/pesanan-khusus_111147625699356212.html' title='Pesanan Khusus'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111140016565391364</id><published>2005-03-10T23:55:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T17:30:18.490+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jarig Vira naar ViaVia</title><summary type='text'>Kemarin pagi, tepatnya 00.15 saia soedah memberi oetjapan selamat oentoek jarignja Vira. Malam ini, seharoesnja saia tidak perloe makan steak segala di Steak&amp;Shake karena Vira maoe traktir. Tjoeman karena soedah terlanjoer lapar, terpaksalah saia mendahoeloeinja. Akhirnja tanpa memboeang banjak waktoe lagi, saia bersama Boedi dan Jeni, setelah gagal memaksa Ori ikoetan, pergi ke ViaVia di Djalan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111140016565391364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111140016565391364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/jarig-vira-naar-viavia_10.html' title='Jarig Vira naar ViaVia'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111139312770609366</id><published>2005-03-08T23:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T11:51:29.523+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naar Djogdja....</title><summary type='text'>Ke Malioboro,  idenya maoe belandja naar Mirota Batik tapi dikarenakan waktoe toetoep tokonja soedah mepet, jadilah saia melihat-lihat itu kaos di kaki lima saja. Tadinya sama sekali tidak terpikirkan oentoek beli-beli itoe oleh-oleh, coeman karena melihat kaos bertema tempo doeloe jang harganya coeman sepoeloeh riboe, jadilah saia mengambil 2 boeah kaos. Bapakkoe selaloe mendapat oleh-oleh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111139312770609366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111139312770609366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/naar-djogdja.html' title='Naar Djogdja....'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111138182182735134</id><published>2005-03-03T03:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T11:06:01.800+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalong Bicara</title><summary type='text'>Kehidupan baru bermula saat matahari sudah turun. Kebebasan mengepakkan sayap ke arah yg disuka juga berawal ketika bias sinar sirna di ujung barat. Terbang, terbang seenak hati, ke langit malam!Di langit, aku bertemu teman seperjalanan. Teman cari makan, teman cari pengalaman. Berbagi, mungkin bukan kebiasaan tapi hal itu yg terjadi. Dan di antara lalu-lalang penghuni malam lainnya serta kepulan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111138182182735134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111138182182735134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/kalong-bicara.html' title='Kalong Bicara'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111062653273838180</id><published>2005-03-02T22:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T12:45:25.580+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamasya Kota</title><summary type='text'>Dengar-dengar hujan terus ya di Makassar? Iya. Kalau kemarin sekelar kerja, Orie, Tomi dan gue sempat berhujan-hujanan saat jalan-jalan di sepanjang Jl. A. Yani, mulai dari supermarket di ujung Jl. Kajaolaliddo, tenda bakso pinggir jalan sampai MTC - yg isi bangunannya mengingatkan gue sama ITC-ITC di Jakarta, hanya lebih sepi saja, hari ini Budi, Deva dan gue harus menunggu hujan reda di Fort </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111062653273838180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111062653273838180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/03/tamasya-kota.html' title='Tamasya Kota'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111060717664136083</id><published>2005-02-28T23:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T12:09:18.236+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menyeberang Laut</title><summary type='text'>Kali ini gue mengalami perjalanan terbang di malam hari untuk yg pertama kalinya. Dengan nomor penerbangan GA 634, kloter 2 FremantleMedia berangkat jam 18.00 dari BSH, menyeberang laut menuju Makassar. Kebetulan duduk di bangku tengah, gue tidak bisa melongok lebih jauh keluar jendela. Matahari senja sebenarnya masih menerangi pemandangan kota Jakarta dari atas namun beriringan dengan pudarnya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111060717664136083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111060717664136083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/menyeberang-laut.html' title='Menyeberang Laut'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111001981077913525</id><published>2005-02-25T19:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T17:50:10.796+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagi-lagi Mati Gaya</title><summary type='text'>Pulang dari Bandung nggak seru kalau nggak bawa buah tangan, kata orang. Dan buah tangan gue dari sini, tepatnya beli di M&amp;M Juanda, mug dan kotak kecil bermotif jerapah plus rollcake dari toko Bawean. Bukan cuma gue yg menenteng oleh-oleh tapi juga Alett, Andri, Deva Marco dan Budi.Pulang dengan bus berkapasitas 24 penumpang untuk 10 orang - satu orang RCTI, Edfar namanya, rasanya melegakan. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111001981077913525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111001981077913525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/lagi-lagi-mati-gaya.html' title='Lagi-lagi Mati Gaya'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111001184783019782</id><published>2005-02-25T02:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T15:37:27.833+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimenong sih....</title><summary type='text'>Tuhan berbaik hati malam ini. Langit malam Bandung bersih dari awan hujan. Setelah sempat menaruh tas dan menyegarkan diri, gue turun ke lobi dan bertemu teman-teman yg mau makan malam di luar. Ada beberapa pilihan tempat makan yg masih dirembukkan juga soal transportasinya karena mobil hanya ada satu. Nggak cukup muat untuk 8-9 orang.  Gue sebenarnya nggak terlalu peduli soal kendaraan, tokh di </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111001184783019782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111001184783019782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/gimenong-sih.html' title='Gimenong sih....'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110993877412281722</id><published>2005-02-23T22:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T12:32:19.110+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waktu Terus Berlalu</title><summary type='text'>Hujan. Cuaca yg kurang nyaman ini berlangsung sejak kemarin. Hmm, meskipun punya banyak rencana semuanya berakhir di kamar hotel juga. Untungnya masih ada teras yg bisa ditongkrongi, masih ada lampu-lampu di daerah Dago yg bisa dipandangi. Satu persoalan, selesai.Bosan. Duduk di kursi, remote control di tangan. Televisi cuma jadi kilasan warna putih saking seringnya diganti channel. Nggak ada </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110993877412281722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110993877412281722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/waktu-terus-berlalu.html' title='Waktu Terus Berlalu'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110934465151948706</id><published>2005-02-22T01:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:00:21.220+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Satu Hari di Bandung</title><summary type='text'>00.30: Siap-siap tidur. Satu hari persiapan baru saja berlalu. Satu lagi hari panjang menanti... 21.00: Sekelar miting precaster dan mandi, gue pergi bareng Michael, Arif, Deazy, Oly, Dade, Ofan, Budi dan Riri. Rembuk punya rembuk, akhirnya kami pergi ke 18 hours. Cuma sebentar, lalu ke warung perkedel (bondon!) di belakang stasiun. Kelaparan, soalnya.16.00: Ketika perut yg sudah keroncongan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110934465151948706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110934465151948706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/satu-hari-di-bandung.html' title='Satu Hari di Bandung'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110890080142415714</id><published>2005-02-20T18:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T19:00:01.426+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parijs Van Java</title><summary type='text'>Naik bus ke Bandung besok. Rencana berangkatnya jam 10.00 dari RCTI. Serasa rombongan piknik. Kalau mungkin bawa kaset atau walkman buat hiburan di bus daripada nanti bengong atau cuma tidur doang. Baca nggak mungkin soalnya, pusing.Besok kerjanya bakal berlangsung di sini  sampai hari Kamis.Moga-moga dapat kontestan yg bagus. Nggak cuma standar seperti di Surabaya kemarin. Amin! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110890080142415714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110890080142415714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/parijs-van-java.html' title='Parijs Van Java'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110873376525320382</id><published>2005-02-18T20:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T18:00:39.810+07:00</updated><title type='text'>MiX aNd mATcH</title><summary type='text'>In case you're wondering what Scorsag means....You are 73% ScorpioYou are 80% SagittariusHow much do you match your zodiac sign? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110873376525320382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110873376525320382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/mix-and-match.html' title='MiX aNd mATcH'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110872491418956926</id><published>2005-02-18T17:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:12:41.633+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twink's Fog</title><summary type='text'> Mau diasapi. Lagi-lagi untuk kesekian kali. Rencananya besok hari. Nggak bisa masuk kantor sudah pasti. Ruangan bau, sesak napas nanti, bisa mati.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110872491418956926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110872491418956926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/twinks-fog.html' title='Twink&apos;s Fog'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110870254594813605</id><published>2005-02-18T11:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T17:16:19.106+07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Surabaya with Laugh....</title><summary type='text'>Jam 05.00 WIB, alarm hp gue bunyi. Gak bisa lebih lama lagi sembunyi di balik selimut di atas kasur yg lumayan nyaman di Somerset Hotel ini karena gue harus segera bangun, mandi, check out dan berangkat ke bandara Djuanda. Gue gak sendirian pulang ke Jakarta pagi ini, ada beberapa teman -Deva, Andri, Alett, Benny, Budi, Ori, Martin dan Marco- yg bakal jadi teman seperjalanan.Jam 06.15 WIB, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110870254594813605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110870254594813605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/from-surabaya-with-laugh.html' title='From Surabaya with Laugh....'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110812967411050928</id><published>2005-02-11T20:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T20:47:54.113+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Galadriel</title><summary type='text'>Though it's no longer LoTR era, I find this character quiz quite amusing. Never thought about the result, but it reflects me in sort of way.  At least what I thought I am.... You are most like Galadriel. There's just something about you that people like. A sort of aura. You're very kind to people, and you like to help others succeed. You're not as candid as most people would like. You don't have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110812967411050928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110812967411050928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/being-galadriel.html' title='Being Galadriel'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110795198601036807</id><published>2005-02-09T18:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T17:58:09.816+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottom's Up</title><summary type='text'>5. Liburan dua hari tanggal merah kali ini harus direlakan berlalu di dalam ruang kantor. Persiapan dan persiapan jelas lagi menuntut perhatian. Oya, ada satu berita dari Michael, menyusul konfirmasi dari Ibu Susan juga, yg amat menyenangkan dan bikin gue jingkrak-jingkrak -ehmm, bagian ini sebenarnya hiperbola aja. Gue kebagian tugas jadi juri di ruang precast saat audisi nanti. Artinya, gue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110795198601036807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110795198601036807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/02/bottoms-up.html' title='Bottom&apos;s Up'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111346253081727363</id><published>2005-01-05T20:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T17:13:43.256+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catatan Dini</title><summary type='text'>Sejak kemarin aku dititipkan mama-papaku di rumah Eyang karena mereka berdua punya urusan. Biasanya kalau pagi saat mama-papa pergi kerja, aku ada di rumah Oma Betty, mamanya mama. Tapi sejak tanggal 3 lalu, pas hari ulang tahun Uti (Eyang Putri), aku tiba-tiba saja rada cuek pas diajak pulang sama mama-papa. Aku malah asik mengobrol sendiri dan tidur-tiduran di kamar Uti.Akhirnya, aku menginap </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111346253081727363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111346253081727363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/01/catatan-dini.html' title='Catatan Dini'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-111346118771475770</id><published>2005-01-01T01:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T13:46:27.716+07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day New Hope</title><summary type='text'>sending new year's greeting through sms. i started early to send this because the line could be very busy by midnight. dunno how many friends had received it, 30-40 I guess, yet i still have several names on my list.as the new year approaching, i stayed a while in my room, reading my journal. trying to remember what had happened in my life, recalling things that had been done and passed. Some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111346118771475770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/111346118771475770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-day-new-hope_01.html' title='New Day New Hope'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110354470836661023</id><published>2004-12-20T18:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T19:11:48.366+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar System</title><summary type='text'>If I'm a Scorpion, they says that....You Are From MercuryYou are talkative, clever, and knowledgeable - and it shows.You probably never leave home without your cell phone!You're witty, expressive, and aware of everything going on around you.You love learning, playing, and taking in all of what life has to offer.Be careful not to talk your friends' ears off, and temper your need to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110354470836661023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110354470836661023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/12/solar-system.html' title='Solar System'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110309101439327235</id><published>2004-12-15T13:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T18:38:11.150+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious December</title><summary type='text'>Puas Mikir &amp; Tebar PesonaPada satu titik gue tahu bahwa ada saatnya gue akan mengalami masa putus kontrak dan saat ini gue sedang menjalaninya. Bekerja di production house memang punya resiko seperti ini dan sepenuhnya gue sadari saat menandatangani kontrak kerja yang pertama kalinya di Famili 100. Bicara kemungkinan dikontrak lagi, sebenarnya ada namun baru bisa didiskusikan di akhir Desember</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110309101439327235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110309101439327235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/12/delicious-december.html' title='Delicious December'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110232583842280331</id><published>2004-12-06T16:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T18:44:08.846+07:00</updated><title type='text'>JiFFest Time</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while since my last blog. Well, I'm off from work so I have more and more free time for doing things I like e.g watching movies. Sekarang gue lagi nunggu film Carte de Cobelo diputar di TIM2 jam 5 sore ini, nontonnya barengan Ricky. Sementara nunggu, gue ngecek imel dan nulis ini aja sekalian daripada bengong. Tadinya gue pikir, gue cuma bisa nonton film JiFFest ini sabtu atau minggu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110232583842280331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110232583842280331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/12/jiffest-time.html' title='JiFFest Time'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-110000055101030256</id><published>2004-11-09T18:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:18:04.503+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last_Day@DaOffice</title><summary type='text'>Sudah dua hari berturut-turut ini gue bangun tidur digedor pintu sama ponakan gue, Dini. Hehehe, gedorannya kenceng juga untuk ukuran anak -nyaris- 18 bulan. Begitu gue buka pintu, gue seneng banget ngagetin dia. Gue 'baaa'-in dan biasanya dia langsung lari dan gue kejar dia yang, seringnya lari ke nyokap gue. Eh, biar nggak penasaran ma muka anak kecil ini, nih ada foto dia waktu 3 bulan...  *</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110000055101030256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/110000055101030256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/11/lastdaydaoffice.html' title='Last_Day@DaOffice'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109991559499949186</id><published>2004-11-08T18:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:20:01.896+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kontes Uji Bakat di Negara Jiran</title><summary type='text'>Hari ini, selain bantuin kategorisasi F100, gue preview VCD Malaysian Idol barengan Vira. Bo, host-nya mirip banget ma anak kuliahan, namanya Aleya dan Jien. Terus kacamatanya si Aleya itu asli genggessz abissss. Coba dia pake softlens aja, pasti lebih cantik, soalnya mukanya itu lumayan lucu - kalo di sini, dia pasti udah ditawarin main di sinetron ABG-ABG gitulah... Ini ada fotonya, tapi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109991559499949186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109991559499949186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/11/kontes-uji-bakat-di-negara-jiran.html' title='Kontes Uji Bakat di Negara Jiran'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109965742867626968</id><published>2004-11-05T18:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:21:41.126+07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'abitudine</title><summary type='text'>Belakangan hari ini, gue menikmati lagi album Andrea Bocelli: Cieli di Toscana (or in English version, Tuscan Skies). Sekelar jam kantor, gue nyaris tiap sore nyetel kaset ini. Ada untungnya nih, karena kantor udah sepi -sebagian besar teman sudah pulang, gue bisa pasang volumenya lebih keras dan nggak diprotes orang. Ya, tahulah, nggak semua suka musik pop klasik.Setiap kali dengar lagu-lagunya,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109965742867626968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109965742867626968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/11/labitudine.html' title='L&apos;abitudine'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109957658648732618</id><published>2004-11-04T20:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:22:28.316+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to Wawan!</title><summary type='text'>Tumbenan pagi-pagi Wawan nelepon gue. Jam 8:54. Lha, itu kan pas gue masih duduk dengan nyaman (yakin elo?) di bus sembari menikmati jalan Cawang-Pancoran yang selalu berkondisi normal: macet! Ya, dia cuma bisa jadi missed call-lah karena kalau tokh gue denger bunyinya, gue nggak bakal angkat juga.Begitu sampai, gue langsung hubungi nomor kantornya. Ternyata, dia mau cerita sudah dapat novel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109957658648732618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109957658648732618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/11/thanks-to-wawan.html' title='Thanks to Wawan!'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109956130122346445</id><published>2004-11-04T16:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:23:17.170+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Check (again?!)</title><summary type='text'>Take the What Fruit Are You? test by Ellen!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109956130122346445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109956130122346445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/11/personality-check-again.html' title='Personality Check (again?!)'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109949242075925822</id><published>2004-11-03T21:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T18:26:35.170+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasa yang Pas</title><summary type='text'>ini katanya rasa yg paling cocok buat gue....Your Icecream Flavour is...Chocolate!You are the all time favorite, chocolate! Turning white kids black since the 1800s. Staining carpets, car seats, and bed sheets for centuries. One thing is for sure, you will never go out of style. You can't go wrong with chocolate!What is your Icecream Flavour?Find out at Go Quiz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109949242075925822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109949242075925822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/11/rasa-yang-pas.html' title='Rasa yang Pas'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109948660147352876</id><published>2004-11-03T19:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:24:20.876+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Going On?</title><summary type='text'>Proposal!Heh, masih ngutang proposal nih sama orang… Katanya mo coba belajar bikin production budget, kok belum-belum juga mulai mikir dan berhitungnya? Hmm, bingung mo mulai dari mana, bo. Kemarin sempat ada proposal yg bisa gue baca-baca buat belajar dan contoh, rasanya gue simpan di rumah atau di kantor. Tapi, dicari di kedua tempat itu, nggak ketemu-temu nih. Iiih, gemes gue! Jadinya gue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109948660147352876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109948660147352876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/11/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s Going On?'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109885206769075887</id><published>2004-10-27T11:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:26:51.783+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vira, Gue Jajal Kuis dari Elo, Nih!</title><summary type='text'>Secara sama-sama punya blog dan secara gue suka sama blog-nya Vira, iseng gue buka dan baca-baca di sana. Eh, nemu kuis 'what kind of dark person are you?' dan ini hasilnya....Dark shadow. Something has drawn you into darknessin the past, and you're now trying to get outof it. The darkness is already inside you, andgetting it out will be hard, but if you try,maybe one day you can be who you want </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109885206769075887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109885206769075887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/10/vira-gue-jajal-kuis-dari-elo-nih.html' title='Vira, Gue Jajal Kuis dari Elo, Nih!'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109878513845153480</id><published>2004-10-26T16:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:31:58.553+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tetangga Baru</title><summary type='text'>Pemandangan gue di kantor hari ini bertambah lagi. Kalau kemarin hanya menatap ruang kosong di seberang kaca bagian dalam kantor, sekarang ruangan itu mulai dibongkar sekat-sekatnya, dikuliti wallpaper-nya. Mulai ada serombongan pekerja yang turun-naik tangga, keluar-masuk elevator bawa perabotan. Hmm, sebentar lagi bakalan nambah muka-muka baru, tetangga baru. Ada kantor lain di lantai ini.Bo, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109878513845153480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109878513845153480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/10/tetangga-baru.html' title='Tetangga Baru'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109869367024612208</id><published>2004-10-25T15:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:32:53.913+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surat buat 'Ndut</title><summary type='text'>Hari ini di kantor, masih seperti hari2 kemarin. Belum ada kerjaan yg berkaitan ma Idol juga nggak ada assignment dari Light Entertainment. Masih menganggur dan hanya cek e-mail yg masuk.Kayak yg pernah gue sms ke elo kemarin, hari ini jadi beda karena gue kembali jualan kue - untuk menyenangkan dan mengenyangkan perut teman-teman yg berbuka puasa nanti. Nggak banyak sih jualannya, cuma risoles </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109869367024612208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109869367024612208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/10/surat-buat-ndut.html' title='Surat buat &apos;Ndut'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109206919239836442</id><published>2004-08-09T23:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:34:21.603+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhuk, uhuk....</title><summary type='text'>Belakangan hari ini gue sadar, suara gue makin lama makin 'tipis' dan serak. Hari ini beneran terasa kering dan makin sakit tenggorokan. Tambah nggak nyaman lagi karena gue mulai batuk-batuk dan tiap kali batuk kepala gue ikutan jadi sakit. Uh, nggak enak banget.Gue udah coba minum FG Troches buat sakit tenggorokan tapi belum kerasa khasiatnya. Pas ngobrol ma Delon, dia sempat kasih saran minum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109206919239836442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109206919239836442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/08/uhuk-uhuk.html' title='Uhuk, uhuk....'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109188064638846902</id><published>2004-08-07T19:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:38:04.956+07:00</updated><title type='text'>De ikans</title><summary type='text'>Waktu kecil, tiap kali ada pelajaran menggambar, gambar gue selalu standar. Dua buah gunung, matahari di tengah, jalan lurus membelah dua bidang sawah. Gila ya, nggak kreatif banget. Nggak paham apa waktu di SD - jaman gue dulu - semua anak diajari menggambar dengan cara ini. Terus sadar atau tidak, pemandangan ini terus terpatri di otak dan tertuang lagi, dan lagi, di kertas gambar. Heh, nggak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109188064638846902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109188064638846902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/08/de-ikans.html' title='De ikans'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109182573705653605</id><published>2004-08-07T03:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:39:50.046+07:00</updated><title type='text'>FremantleMedia 'Kelas Jauh'</title><summary type='text'>Ini 'kantor' gue, di lantai 11 kamar 22, Park Royale, Gatot Subroto. Hehehe, backlight, bo! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109182573705653605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109182573705653605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/08/fremantlemedia-kelas-jauh.html' title='FremantleMedia &apos;Kelas Jauh&apos;'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109122000203329534</id><published>2004-07-31T03:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:41:08.103+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are better left unsaid</title><summary type='text'>Ketika radio tak bisa dinikmati lagi karena tak ada lagu yang cocok, matikan.Saat tivi tidak asik lagi ditonton karena tak ada acara menarik, matikan.Nikmati saja kesenyapan yang tercipta,Nikmati saja kebisuan yang bicara. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109122000203329534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109122000203329534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/07/things-are-better-left-unsaid.html' title='Things are better left unsaid'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109121606295364607</id><published>2004-07-31T02:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:42:20.473+07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Only A Beginning</title><summary type='text'>Ulang tahun Lucky ternyata sama ma 'Ndut nih....posted by Hello </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109121606295364607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109121606295364607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/07/this-is-only-beginning.html' title='This is Only A Beginning'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109111008018472958</id><published>2004-07-29T20:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:20:46.700+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tukang Foto Keliling di Pemotretan Aneka</title><summary type='text'>Ini terjadi karena Arif minta tolong fotoin kegiatan finalis Idol di Function Room, Park Royale. Salah satu kegiatannya adalah bongkar isi dompet dan yang jadi korban, salah satunya, si Micky ini. Walaupun isi dompetnya di-jembreng begini, sumpah, gue nggak ngeh apa aja isinya. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109111008018472958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109111008018472958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/07/tukang-foto-keliling-di-pemotretan.html' title='Tukang Foto Keliling di Pemotretan Aneka'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109094429321954307</id><published>2004-07-27T23:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:22:48.743+07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Quote....</title><summary type='text'>ExperienceI stepped from plank to plankA slow and cautious way;The stars about my head I feltAbout my feet the sea.I knew not but the nextWould be my final inch.This gave me that precarious gaitSome call experience.-Emily Dickinson </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109094429321954307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109094429321954307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/07/and-i-quote.html' title='And I Quote....'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-109025167375379468</id><published>2004-07-19T22:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:24:45.266+07:00</updated><title type='text'>After two months....</title><summary type='text'>Lama banget gue nggak nulis apapun di sini. Sejak kali terakhir, gue nggak sempat duduk lama di depan komputer karena semenjak masuk lagi ke Park Royale ini, gue suka keburu capek buat browsing apalagi nulis2. Yang jelas, pekerjaan terus berjalan sembari disambi istirahat dan jalan-jalan. Buat yg terakhir ini, gue ngejalaninnya di antara 'waktu senggang' pas persiapan Show Spektakuler. Hehehehe, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109025167375379468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/109025167375379468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/07/after-two-months.html' title='After two months....'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-108488226098037984</id><published>2004-05-18T18:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:26:52.926+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you expect?</title><summary type='text'>Let life takes its course and you choose the path less travelled by. Thanks to Robert Frost for giving me a fine example to live life to the fullest and taking every risks made.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/108488226098037984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/108488226098037984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/05/what-do-you-expect.html' title='What do you expect?'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-108478726623760600</id><published>2004-05-17T16:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:27:57.240+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Reunion &amp; Saturday Shopping</title><summary type='text'>Setelah sekian lama berencana mampir ke Theatrered, baru Jumat sore lalu Michael dan gue jadi main ke sana. Hehehe, nggak ada yg berubah lho di kantor lama ini... Dengan tempelan2 yg sama di whiteboard dan gantungan baju yg tetap berada di posisi mantapnya, di samping (bekas) meja kerja gue.Ketemu sama Tikka, Rian, Arya, Windy, Shinta, Rani, Ade, yg terakhir ini nongol belakangan dan pergi duluan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/108478726623760600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/108478726623760600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/05/friday-reunion-saturday-shopping.html' title='Friday Reunion &amp; Saturday Shopping'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-108450996793893552</id><published>2004-05-14T11:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:28:53.876+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titip Beliin, Dong!</title><summary type='text'>Budi, temen gue di Idol, sepulang dari Yogya kemarin ternyata jadi kecanduan. Gila, nggak nyangka kalo tempat yg gue rekomendasikan untuk dapatin barang itu beneran dia jalani dan hasilnya memuaskan banget. Dan beberapa hari ini, setiap kali Budi mampir di meja gue, dia selalu berucap, "beli lagi dong.." Wah, gue jadi berpikir siapa yg mesti gue titipin beli kalo begini.Aha! Ada Ido dong.. Gue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/108450996793893552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/108450996793893552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/05/titip-beliin-dong.html' title='Titip Beliin, Dong!'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-108443629613125378</id><published>2004-05-13T15:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:31:43.690+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobless!</title><summary type='text'>Lagi nggak ada kerjaan yg pasti dalam 2-3 minggu ini, setelah masa audisi Jakarta dan penyisihan ke 30 besar selesai dilakukan. Rada santai, banyak teman yg ambil cuti dalam minggu-minggu ini dan gue sendiri juga baru masuk hari ini setelah kena serangan migrain kemarin.Hmmm, memang perlu recharge sebelum 'dooot' beneran...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/108443629613125378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/108443629613125378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/05/jobless.html' title='Jobless!'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-107640141035157708</id><published>2004-02-10T15:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:33:46.076+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Konser TOTO di Tenis Indoor Senayan</title><summary type='text'>Tadinya mau ketemuan dan berangkat bareng Michael dan Didi dari Plasa Senayan, tapi karena harus muter-muter dulu nemenin Emil yg sibuk ngurusin wardrobe jadilah gue ma Emil langsung ke lokasi aja. Sebenarnya berdua ini sama nggak paham letak persisnya Tenis Indoor itu, tapi ya pe-de aja turun dan jalan kaki dari arah GBK/stadion sampai ke Pintu 1-kalo nggak salah ingat. Pas nanya ma mas2 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/107640141035157708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/107640141035157708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/02/konser-toto-di-tenis-indoor-senayan.html' title='Konser TOTO di Tenis Indoor Senayan'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6433870.post-107596977579954534</id><published>2004-02-05T17:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:35:12.133+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go..Blog :-D</title><summary type='text'>Ini pertama kalinya gue belajar sesuatu yg rada njelimet. Buat beberapa orang, -hmm, gue tau siapa yg bakalan nyengir pas baca tulisan ini: Rane, Windy, Wiendy, Budi- bikin blog seperti ini nggak terlalu susah. Kalo gue, gue udah pasti perlu nge-print dulu tutorialnya, dibaca bolak-balik sampai ngerti dan dipraktek-in. Nah, ini baru sebagian dari apa yg gue pelajari. Belum berbentuk, belum utuh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/107596977579954534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6433870/posts/default/107596977579954534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorsag70.blogspot.com/2004/02/goblog-d.html' title='Go..Blog :-D'/><author><name>scorsag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02267937231210813244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/scorsag70/Bus3.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
